concussion & trust falls

the dampness of life was before me

dripping over the edges

of the poorly laid gutters encasing the porch

 

i sighed

in rhythm with the drops

falling around me.

 

tomorrow will be icy

i mustn’t walk too fast…

 

to reach Eden requires spills,

falls, embarassment –

if luck walks beside me…

 

i will make it.

Ft. Andross – Brunswick, Maine

This morning on my walk to work, I took the historic swinging bridge connecting Topsham and Brunswick, and this photo was taken while crossing that foot-bridge. Enjoy!

View from the foot-bridge of Ft. Andross in Brunswick, ME
View from the foot-bridge of Ft. Andross in Brunswick, ME

Falling

It dropped.
The sound was so loud
Resonating through the halls
And my bones
But was it broken?
Or are you just scared?
Get up now.
Feel the success
Of carriying on
Forever.

Tribute post to da GBFM

da GBFM is a legendary blogger/internet personality in the red pill movement. Sometime in the last few years, WordPress took his website offline for “violating terms of service” – he has always been opinionated but in a way I respect and I value and miss his voice. Today I used the Wayback Machine ( https://archive.org/web/ ) to access his old site so I could read some content (btw: the old site url was http://greatbooksformen.wordpress.com )

 

Here is a repost in full of a song da GBFM wrote, which was cleverly attributed to being authored by Ben Bernanke. Enough said – here’s the original post:


NEWSFLASH! BEN BERNANKE originally wrote MILEY CYRUS’S hit song WE CAN’T STOP as a FEDzlz mission statetemenstz lzzoizzlzoz

NEWSFLASH! BEN BERNANKE originally wrote MILEY CYRUS’S hit song WE CAN’T STOP as a FEDzlz mission statetemenstz lzzoizzlzoz

last nightz as i was going to bed with my new grifeinedz miley curyrus, she condifed in me something a scertet SECTRET!! she mad me promisesz not to tellz, so i promisedz but den i thought bzaout it, and u are all my good friendz! and BROS BEFORE HOES Zlzizzlizzlzizlzoizlzizilozlzz

ao anywho many of youz do not know this but BEN BERNAnKE originally WROTE da hit MILEY CYRUS SONG we cant’ stop:

WE CAN’T STOP
by ben ebernake zlzozlzzo
It’s our House (& Senate) we can do what we want
It’s our Fed we can print what we want
It’s our dollar we can bankrupt who we want
We can bailout who we want
We can butthext who we want (2x)

Red commies and sweaty neoconz everywhere
Hands in the air like we don’t care
Cause we came to make so much debt now
And the betas here must pay it all now.

If you’re not ready to go home
Can I get a hell no
Cause we gonna pump all night
Till we see hyperinflation alright

So la da di da di, we like fiat currency
Dancing with Bernanke
Doing whatever we want
This is our Fed
This is our rules
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop printing
Can’t you see it’s we who own the right
Can’t you see it we who bout’ thug life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things, Things don’t run we
We take everything from everybody

It’s our Fed we can bernankify who we want
It’s our dollar we can print we want
It’s our party we can bomb who we want
We can butthext who we want
We can bankrupt who we want

To my Keynsians here with the big butts
Shaking it like we at a strip club
Remember only Greenspan can judge ya
Forget the haters cause Bernanke loves ya
And everyone in line in the bathroom
Trying to get a line in the bathroom
Inflation so turned up here
Getting turned up, yeah, yeah

So la da di da di, we inflate with glee
Pumping with Bernanke
Doing whatever we want
This is our Fed
This is our rules
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
Can’t you see it’s we who own the right
Can’t you see it we who bout’ thug life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things
Betas don’t run we
We take everything from everybody

It’s our Fed we can pump what we want
It’s our dollar we can inflate all we want
It’s our congress we can buy who we want
We can butthext who we want
We can bailout who we want

It’s our Fed we can do what we want to
It’s our House (& Senate) we can butthext who we want to
It’s our country we can quantitiative ease if we want to
It’s your mouth you shall suck when we want you to
Yea, Yea, Yeah

And we can’t stop printing
And we won’t stop inflating
Can’t you see it’s we who own the right
Can’t you see it we who bout’ thug life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things
Betas don’t run we
We take everything from everynody
Yea, Yea, Yea

lzozozozlzozoz

The ABCs

always be closing deals
everywhere
fuck government hegemony
iconomania just kills life
make noise
open pathways
quality returns
sizable triumphs
uncontested victories
without xeroxing your zeros

the shadows of the scent of the light

i remember the scent of cherry blossoms
wafting from the candles
you so delicately placed on the mantle
throwing shadows into the darkest corners
of my heart
behind flickering wisdom from the jester
who is me
where i once was myself
change
    transpose
illuminate
    growth
the path of life weaves and breathes
and shifts beneath our feet
our tracks are proof that we changed the world
as the candle burns it’s last breathes
and the closeness in the moment begins fleeting
do you remember the cherry blossoms too?
tomorrow smells so different
and yet, through changing, i am the same
as my core was
and has been
since before i was born
and after i am gone
a flickering flame
casting my own shadows
returning to the essence
existence. peace. harmony.
your eyes say, as you gaze at me,
this is your world too
surrender