America as a mystical experiment.

The Turkey Revolution!

I climbed upwards and hit the sky with my tricycle. Wild was the wind she was hiding there at the summit, wild waving raven hair, the clouds lept into the ethers, again, again, the crows came, spinning onto the tree at the top of earth.

The song of the year!

America will rise again, and again, and again. It's a magic even Americans don't understand, yet it will happen again!

Kremlin wakes from a dream, to find that Ukraine appears to be a country, strong, and united with most of the world in defense of it's land that was taken. Can it be? Then back to sleep. Then in the dream Russia is weaker and it's not a dream at all, especially now.

The Turkey Revolution is on! Vikings are on the loose and new oppressions of the world are being prepared, including more cats roaming in every city, plus Giro as the new international food. Are you ready!

In the talking heads net space he said then she said that he said and they talked about them to him, so it was adviced that she stop doing that, but she was defiant and had an opinion..

Breasts of the COSMIC GODDESS to be visable in 17 states including all of Alaska. The event happens every 8000 years, so this better be big!

When I ditch earth for another planet I will bring the best tooth paste for breath freshness and minty flavor. Any suggestions? Any planets with less corruption, abuse of power and random violence?

When powerhouses collide and need a drink, preferably water and a nice Xi smile. Hey drama is never this good. Yen perhaps will make a comeback, and things could get truly wanton.

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.