Reading a book alone in the Redwood Forrest On the observational scale, I do sit here in the redwoods in lotus pose, with a copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance on a stack of logs next to me. What is the catch? Is that but the paranoid disillusionment of the redneck hippiesContinue reading “Reading A Book Alone In The Redwood Forrest, a poem”
Habit, my old friend, Or are you my enemy? You say habit I hear “monotony.” Someone else says it, And I hear “addiction.” Habit, you could make me a great man Or you could cause me to self destruct. Habit, you are helpful, But you can also be cruel. Habit, you be what I tellContinue reading “Habit, a poem”
At a vigil for Stephon Clark on Saturday March 31, 2018 at approximately 9pm a local activist was run down by a Sacramento Sheriff SUV. The protester has been rushed to the local trauma center for treatment. As of 11pm protesters are still gathering. Black Lives Matter Sacramento is encouraging people to show up toContinue reading “BREAKING: Sacramento Sheriff Run Down Protester With SUV At Vigil for Stephon Clark”
Charter schools are agents of the school to prison pipeline, their lack of regulations make it almost impossible to actually teach, and their treatment of teachers is inexcusable.
water is life, and oil is made of dinosaurs and the 45th president of the USA is a reality TV star. These are facts.
Work work work work work. More important that I eat, Than you feel welcome.
In too deep in hell, or have I gone to heaven? Only time will tell.
S. Miller himself recently stated that there should be more inherent power of authority in the presidency, even calling the courts enemies to the presidency. Trump and his administration are painting one of our systematic checks and balances of power as an “enemy.” The GOP also tweeted that they “stand with the president,” in regardsContinue reading “The GOP have officially become American Fascists!”
“But peace, and love, and…” Be quiet. Love can be tough. Don’t cry for Nazis.
Chapter 13 Fun Playing God Needless to say our star crossed lovers spent that night in each others arms. In fact they had spent every night for the last three weeks in each others arms. Never had either one been so happy, so warm, so full of joy. Kate was used to men being douche-bags,Continue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 13.”