Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Ah, Paranoia will destroy ya.
I set up one anti-war blog and all hell seems to have broken through my site.
That, or it's a technical glitch, but my home page (which is the same as my webpage) has suddenly gone awol, as well as the web page as I try to bring it up from here.
I have been awaiting my friend the technical guy to set up for my computer some anti-virus protection, but I think I've aready got a bug.
Or maybe I've gone bugs. Strange dreams at night of vipers standing up on their tails, spitting cobras, standing up man-size and flukering into your eye.
And dreams of worms at the bottom of your being, only to find that this morning, youre computer might have a worm.
Strange how the unconsicous is always abou two days ahead of your conscious mind...if my mind can be considered conscious!
So, praying to the god of repair (The Walking Man, master mechanic who often
visits these pages?) I am putting up this new blog hoping to fix what is surely becoming my Diet of Worms....Yeah, yeah, I am part Luther scholar!...Can't say heretics don't get nun!
Into the habit. Heretics in the habit, Smothers Brothers into "pumas in the crevices" " and me holding a narrow bag, tryling to capture this a stand-up cobra hissing and spitting. The bastard can stand on its tail and come right up to ya. And it can somehow move around like that...Or maybe it's the Listerine I had when I ran out of liquor.
Kissing sweet breath, but wow, what a rush!
Paranoia will destroy ya.
Why did I ever write that novel of love and loss?
All I had to do was pick up Nicholas Gogols' Diary of a Madman and I would have nailed it.
For years he strove to resuscitate the dead art
Wrong from the start.
Well Ezra, all I seem to do these days is pound.
At least Luther had something going for him.
I don't get nun.