buttology to become a science and way of life! Hooray!


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With naked memories I am happy again.

Ten year time machines actually work!
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What do I want lately?

NOT SO SURE

I END UP KNOWING TO MUCH ABOUT WHAT I DON'T WANT.
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Conformity is not always easy to see.

My blogs have a large enough audience that I am not eager to seek out a publisher.  I would't want to give those book banners the pleasure of rejecting me anyway.
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There is a gamer group that gives out a BRUTALITY ACHIEVEMENT AWARD....wtf


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There is an art to being a home body!

There is a high level of visual and musical sophistication.  The living is based on nurturing yourself in your own environment, as if an invisible nurse is on duty,
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If a new approach to positive thinking is wanted I caution about that.

That way is unknown to most people and can't  be reduced to a small paragraph for guidance.  Red alert.
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Water, water..

Where are you now?

Put these dry grasses to peace

A little angel energy sometime

Stop these haters now

This time is change

Perhaps I'll find a cloud

When my time comes

And the wheel turns round

There in my imagination

Inside a magic fountain

Alive.
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I don't like abusers


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Hold your breath now..

The boulder is coming around

It's having a good time

Rocking out behind the scenes

Freaks

Yes the sky is secondary

When you got to drive

Trolls can be into love

And do magic tricks

The rabbit runs

Hides.
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If you must know,

my nose is incredible!!!
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Setting: Inside a dark, echoing bathroom plumbing line, right before a major flushing event.Urine: (Splashing aggressively against the ceramic walls) Look at you, slacking off as usual! I’m in and out of here six times a day, keeping this body filtered and clean. You show up once—maybe twice if the human had a fiber bar—and expect a standing ovation. You're slow, you're heavy, and you take forever to get ready!Poop: (Thudding heavily into the water, sending up a massive splash) Slow? It’s called craftsmanship, you watery amateur! You’re just 95% water and a little bit of leftover urea. You require zero effort. I am the grand finale of a 24-hour digestive masterpiece! I represent the steak, the potatoes, the complex carbohydrates! I have structure. I have presence.Urine: Presence? You mean odor! You completely ruin the atmosphere the second you walk into the room. People have to light matches and turn on exhaust fans just to survive your presence. When I arrive, it’s a quick, polite zip and a wash of the hands. I am civilized.Poop: Oh, don't act so pure. You turn bright neon yellow if the human takes a single multivitamin! And let's talk about urgency—you make the human panic and run like a maniac just because a movie ran over two hours. I have discipline. I give a polite, rumbling warning hours in advance.Urine: (Steaming slightly) I am the frontline defense of the kidneys! Without me, the system shuts down from toxic buildup in days. You're just the stuff the body couldn't even use. You're literally the leftovers!Poop: Leftovers? I am the ultimate metric of gut health! Doctors study my shape, my color, and my consistency on a chart like it's fine art. No one is out here making a "Bristol Stool Chart" for your boring splash patterns.The Toilet Handle: (CLANK)Urine: (Swirling rapidly in circles) Uh oh. Here comes the swirl!Poop: (Sinking into the vortex) See you in the septic tank, water-boy!