Figure they can't model their behavior on mine.  Which is, remember the dead, 
forgive the living.

My dad can't forget -- he's tortured every moment, as I was, some months ago, 
but for some reason he's afraid of turning off the television.  Perhaps if he 
does, the world will end.  I've long past stopped worrying about ending the 
world -- does it take immorality or numbness or what have you?  I don't think 
so.  The chimpanzee story, when I found it, broke me apart.  I can still 
laugh and play with people I meet on the internet, and discuss children with 
God [really, talking to myself, or consulting my own mind, but that's God 
talking internally to me, as the child smiles is God talking external to me].

I suppose, given the technology we're on a non-stop vector to a singularity.  
I was reading some stuff I wrote on old paper, it's all good, I was as 
brilliant then as I am now, but I have some years of hard experience to color 
my wisdom.  But that voice of a younger man only serves to make me feel good 
about myself.  It tells me nothing I don't already know.

The New Yankee Workshop guy, and Bob Vila also tell me that even with my 
policy, it's like putting an old rotten house back on a new foundation -- 
next to useless and absurd to boot.

Well, if we can all just forget past grievances, that is a form of reboot.  
Genocide is a form of reboot.  There are other forms.

What does it take to forget?  I don't know.  I had a conversation with the 
butcher, and she pretty much said y'all are going to destroy me.  I said, suk 
my dik.  Then, after that tense moment of fear and anger we got along fine.  
She even said the old baloney and lunchmeat wasn't good enough for me to eat, 
when I asked if I could have a sandwich from her refrigerator.  I don't know 
if that's an answer, but I'm still enjoying myself.  There are a couple of 
fine fillies I would desperately like to spend a pleasant evening with, one 
on one, for male-female company, even if we just jabber.  I see them 
regularly.  I eat.  I am stimulated to laugh and to think.  What more could 
God give a man?

I don't know, it's so obvious to me, like the yadablah pyramids, and 
particle-wave theory.  Big Bang stuff is a bit outside my realm, but my 
intuition tells me it's good information, even if it may be wrong.

I need to get to bed, I'm to watch the 5 am morning news.

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