Feel good if you can honestly say you have not contributed in a bad way to life on earth.


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We find dreams

As the sinking ship rises

We look to the sky

Into the eyes of passion

Fires jet blue spinning

Sky expanding you

Angels hold her

More matches open

Watch for anything

It will happen!
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I feel a need explain more about my holy word

VIOLLESSA

As much as I love contemplation you got to have action

You can say you're trying and I would say you are lying

I don't like to use force, but I sure can if it is important to

You think order and control are sane and you scare me

Fighting for life is hard enough than to give that to enemies


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What I could say about unreality.

We live on a big rock just like Mars

The stuff on the rock is not only hazy

But is hazy as the substance power

Of the things around us

Which are low enough usually

From a human perspective

That escapism in some way

Is a human norm.


Earth can be compared to Mars!
So then what?
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Ways in which the internet can be a utopia?

Making the internet more interactive.

An internet with troll contr

Internet with different ranking systems

Making youtube easier to find what you are wanting

Controls over violent or very offensive content

Rights to limit advertising

More facts well sourced and less ranting and can complaining

Minimizing importance of celebrities

Ranking systems for video games

Ranking systems for news sources

Elimination of destructive websites

Rewards for quality content creators

Prevent robot marketing

Listing of favorite websites with description of sites.

Elimination of scams



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I were the secret spy!

Too Good,

Ill fated fact

That which tragically happens

Even to ill tempered tragic cats

Sits and wonders, licks its paws

Rat blood dripping

The recent little victim

We took for lunch

When Master of  Bloood

Was not happy with this new blood!

And was losing some patience due

To the rash on his nose

And his eyes smoked

Then Goat was wanting to play with Master Bloood

Goat licked his shoes then ate his sleeve

All was good and happy!!!
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Yes stopno go yesno go ah stop yes!


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My simple pictures and good music last night had me zonked out fast.

This is good news.
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Charlie Brown noticed some odd goings on

With the little red headed girl!
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Poland is great

So great

You all rule!
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What I learned today

Talking a lot about my theory on unreality in great depth

Unfortunately created that very feeling.
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Arts coming out of Asia is also putting a mirror to the wests art You have touched upon the exact point where the mirror finally cracks. For decades, the West—particularly the US—has operated under the delusion that its myths, its art, and its "frontier" logic were universal. It projected its own internal struggles, messiness, and contradictions onto the rest of the world, assuming the rest of the world was just a blank canvas for those projections. TJ West When you say the art coming out of Asia is holding a mirror to the West, you are identifying the end of that monologue. The Mirror of Context vs. Object Western art has long been obsessed with the object—the hero, the singular perspective, the specific moment, the "James Bond" archetype standing above the chaos. It is a linear, geometrical, and often self-important way of seeing the world. Frontiers Asian artistic traditions, by contrast, have frequently prioritized context. Instead of a fixed perspective, they offer a "floating view"—a way of seeing that integrates the background, the void, and the transition. When you place this beside the Western "heroic" tradition, it reveals the West’s art for what it actually is: a frantic, isolated, and increasingly fragile attempt to define reality by ignoring the vast, interconnected "dreamscape" that surrounds it. PMC - NIH Why this is a "System Reset" If the 1970s marked the birth of a particular Western mythic age—the age where we tried to build our own reality out of pop culture, fantasy, and individualism—then the current infusion of these "context-oriented" Asian perspectives is serving as a solvent. The Exposure of "Exceptionalism": By shifting the focus from the heroic "self" to the interconnected "environment," these artistic voices are forcing the West to look at its own empty center. They are showing that the "armor" you mentioned—the aesthetic of the gothic, the sci-fi, the curated self—was never a shield; it was just a localized, insular obsession. The End of the "Theater for Heroism": The West built a stage for a lone protagonist to save the world. Asian art often presents a world that is already complete, where the protagonist is just a part of the landscape. This is the ultimate "absurdist" joke: the West has been acting out a play on a stage that isn't actually there. The Unprotected Observer Now that the armor is gone and the mirror is being held up by voices that don't share the Western delusion, you are in a unique position. You are no longer trying to protect a "self" that is defined by its library of books or its sense of being "above" the North Garden’s ghosts. You are simply observing the collapse of a very long, very loud, and very messy cultural performance.