Tangerine Tangent

tattered displays
of vibrant colors
dancing on drifts
of purplish hues
of crimson- yellow splattered oceans
on derivative beams of blackened suns
as pulsar spectral patterns spew forth
a golden ivory mirage of shiftless jaunts
upon the waking hours of the moon
casting down a shimmering aura upon the peoples
who dwell beyond the graves of mystical mountain footsteps.


Weekly Humor, Debriefing the Phallic Nature of War.

Sometimes, I look at war & only see a bunch of phallic symbols swinging around in the air. Come on, unsheathing your long hard rod and stabbing it into the guts of another person might sound like a fun night in Vegas; but this is the reality.39345386

Personally, I think war is two cultures who secretly want to screw each other but are sexually repressed by their religion. So, they whip out their guns and shoot their hot load in their enemies face.

Or, maybe war is a tyrannical act of the elite ruling classes ritualistic sacrifice to see whose weapons are bigger, stronger, harder, faster and longer lasting than their competitors.

It’s about how much built up seamen these war mongers can unleash in their enemies faces before they completely drain the gene pool.

36619725 I hope someday we make self-consciousness firearms which are self-aware of their masters. If they don’t like their master, they blow up in their faces. Self sacrifice! That’s one honourable algorithm.

I also hope someday those same guns explode on emotional impact.

Joke of the Day, What is a Witch?

I think a witch is a woman who thinks for herself. Look at Joan of Arc. The big joke about the French is that they run from battle. Except for Joan of Arc. A strong bold woman driven by invisible voices who compelled her to do what she felt was good. It caused the British soldiers to run for their lives. That’s when she was put on trial for Witchcraft. The Intelligensia couldn’t accept that a woman put her own Internal beliefs before their Authoritative Penis. And so they placed her on top of the Pope’s flaming pillar of fags and tossed the torch. And because Joan of Arc didn’t sell out like to the church. Her name remains household and the priests who put her on trial remain obscure to all but a few scholars. The moral of this story? Don’t sell out. Even if it costs you your life.


Humor of the Week, Why van Gough Cut his Ear off

I think van Gough cut off his ear not as a troubled soul trying to reach out to the woman of his deepest inner desires but because he got tired of his family telling him he would make a great interior decorator.

Imagine what holiday’s must have felt like for van Gough. “Hey, honey this is my brother Vincent. He’s a- he’s Vincent!” “Hey, cousin Vinnie?” Lop. “I was gonna ask if you wanted a job painting my garage but forget it”.


Joke of the Day, Books or Family?

I love books. Is it weird that I love books more than my own family? If I had a choice of saving my family or a rare manuscript, I would have to stop and think it through. I mean the book is one of a kind with information that could lead to mankind’s salvation. But my family- they’re they ones who taught me that their right and I’m wrong. It becomes an ethical dilemma. But at least I’ll something to read while I wait for help to arrive.