Idle Thoughts

Daily musings and demented, psychotic ponderings

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I like music a lot, I played guitar most of my life and even was in a band once. I could spend hours playing music by myself or entertaining others. I was good, maybe even pretty good, but never REALLY good. I have 3 Fender Guitars that now have an inch of dust on them. I haven't touched them since March 25, 2001 and I never will again.

Friday, August 19, 2005

A Chance To Rest

IV
Tonight is no different; at least I think it’s night. It’s very easy to lose track of time now. I’m not sure if it’s a night without moonlight or if its day.

At any rate I’ve been moving now through what appears to be an upper class housing area. The homes although pretty much ransacked and some burnt out completely are all quite huge in size and you can tell that at one time they were quite fancy. A lot of brickwork and wrought iron gates and fences and the like.

This is a very dangerous place as many of the gangs that roam around killing hang out in some of these old buildings. Usually you can see orange flickering light coming from inside from the fires they light to stay warm and sometimes to draw the Dark Warriors in.

I believe the Dark Warriors are getting wise to their traps now as many of them have been ambushed and killed and then eaten by the Hu-mans employing just such tactics.

There was one time when in a moment of insanity, I entertained a thought of doing just such a trick. After witnessing an entire family including children slaughtered and eaten by the night beasts I figured I would set a trap for the bastards and kill as many of them as I could. But on second thought I realized how foolish that would be. I’m one guy and the Dark Warriors, besides being more than a match for me usually come in pairs if not a group. But somehow these killing gangs have managed to even the score a little with their numbers.

Some of the fuel from the machines left discarded after the darkening is used for weapons rather than fuel. These gangs will entice as many of the monsters in as they can by lighting fires and making noise and then when they come in to attack, the Hu-mans throw gas on them and then light them up. While the Dark Warriors turn round and round screaming while they burn up in a fiery evil torch the gangs drink and dance and laugh.
I must admit, I rather enjoy the show myself.

It’s about time for me to stop for a while and rest. Everything seems pretty quiet and peaceful here. Maybe I can even shut my eyes for a few minutes. I’ve developed a method by which I can afford myself some protection. I look for an area that has a couple of dumpsters together and lift the lids. I hold them open with sticks and tie a cord to the sticks and then stretch it all around the area of the dumpsters tying cans and bottles to the rope. I then find a place nearby the dumpsters and hide in the shadows. If anyone approaches and hits the cord, they not only set off the cans and bottles rattling and breaking but they also trip the sticks causing the lids to slam on the dumpsters.
Usually the Dark Warriors run to the dumpsters to search inside for the prey they think are hiding there. This not only wakes me, but also gives me time to get the hell out of dodge before they realize there is no one inside.

I realize it’s kind of simple but the beasts have not yet completely figured us out and always seem to fall for the obvious.

As time passes they will learn and things will change but for now you do whatever works.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

IF IT WALKS LIKE A DUCK?

Every time I see the new commercial from Chrysler with Snoop Dog and Lee Iacocca I want to fucking scream!
Doesn’t anyone see how fucking illiterate that makes black people look and what about all the black people who are impressed with Snoop?
He rolls up in a new Dodge and starts speaking that illiterate ghetto crap while dressed in a $1,000.00 golf outfit and talking to Lee Iacocca.
Dumbass famous black people and dumbass marketing shitheads and dumbass civil rights and white liberal assholes just keep the racial tensions in this country going by allowing blacks to be portrayed as “cool street smart, hip dudes” when in fact they’re talking that shit that no one understands or wants too unless you’re black hanging out on the street corner with your pants down around your knees smoking crack!
Famous millionaire African Americans like Snoop Dog and other rappers and actors and comedians should portray themselves as responsible well-mannered intelligent business people instead of illiterate chicken eatin ghetto trash! Maybe then the black community would stop blaming whitey for their problems and start taking responsibility for their own future.
As long as the liberal white community keep making excuses and creating affirmative action programs for black people so they don’t have to try hard to get ahead, they never will!
The civil rights organizations and the NAACP need to get a clue, they are not helping anyone by promoting the idea that blacks can’t make it unless given special breaks. All that does is further promote charity and set expectations that lead minorities in this country to believe the white community owes them something.
If the African Americans in this country want to be seen as equal then they’re going to have to accept equal criteria for getting what they want and compete with everyone else and they’re going to have to take responsibility for their actions. If you walk like a ignorant punk and talk like an ignorant punk then everyone’s going to think you’re an ignorant punk! DUH!!

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Only the Cold

Making your way around in this dark world is made more difficult by the ever growing cold. Cold that has become completely void of any warmth at all for weeks now.

Since the Sun went out there was residual warmth stored in lakes, rocks, buildings, pavement and the like. But now several weeks after, there is no more storage. It has all been depleted and now there is only cold and fear.

The dark warriors don’t seem to mind though. They were born into this world or mutated or created somehow after the darkening.

No one really knows or at least no one knows anyone that knows. Since the darkening the dark warriors are not the only ones that are to be feared. Hu-mans also wonder the land looking for food, water, clothing or just revenge. They kill without mercy or remorse. They figure they are all going to die anyway and there must truly be no God or this couldn’t have happened. So in their minds what they do will have no consequence unless they screw with the wrong person.

Because of this, no one gets too close to any one else. So any knowledge that may exist in this new world is being archived amongst individuals and not shared.

Information and communication is all but non-existent now. That is very difficult when just last month you could walk to a terminal log onto the net and get anything you desired.

Now it’s gone, all of it!

The machines, cars, trucks, telephones, computers everything that once had artificial life lives no more.

When the Sun went out there was a moment just before, when it flared. This last Solar flare was unlike any before it. It sent such a wave of heat and radiation through the atmosphere that it literally cooked anything with a transistor, diode, battery, circuit board, fuse and wires.

Most of the automobiles and other machines that ran on fuel have all been burned for their life giving warmth. Now all that remains is burnt out shells, skeletons of a once thriving technology.

So now you stumble through this dark world, fearful of all manner of things trying not to shiver too loud so you won’t give yourself away.

The method that you move by is very simple, you move quietly for an hour or so then you find a dark place to sit and wait and listen. After an hour or so you move again. This virtually never ends. Since there is no more day there is no need for time. The hours and minutes have been lost and the only thing that denotes the passing of time is the rising and falling of the moon. III

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Imagine No Day

Imagine no day. When will you wake? Not to worry, you won’t sleep. Those things that can happen to you while you sleep in this new world are far worse than never sleeping.

But wait, sleep deprivation clouds your mind and confuses your thinking which in this constant night will have the same result.

You must keep moving because staying in one place too long gives the dark warriors opportunity.

You must however be quiet because this also alerts the creatures to you.

As you move, every muscle is tightened, every sense heightened and all the while your brain cries out for relief, for sleep, for a warm safe place, which no longer exists.

Your mind races into that familiar fantasy as you move quietly through this dark world. No longer thinking of those human pleasures of the past, your mind now fantasizes about the Sun.

What would it be like to walk in the sunshine once again? To fall asleep in the womb of your safe life and awaken to a bright sunny morning. Once again to hear the noises of life going by, those same noises that used to infuriate you. The smells, those smells of vehicle exhausts, garbage, office supplies, freshly cut grass.

The only noise that remains is the heart beating in your own chest which seems way too loud and the only smell is the adrenalin oozing from your pours as you try ever harder to not be noticed by those things you cannot detect.

You move now in shadows created by the only starshine left in the sky and you dream about all that cheese.

Your eyes are becoming like those of the dark world. You have become night prey in a never-ending night. You have become aware of the wind, even the slightest breeze and which way it’s blowing.

You’re aware of every smell, every noise even those times you feel just a little uncomfortable but are not sure why. You’ve become the hunted and you now must keep moving.

In this new world death comes quickly and in most cases you don’t know its happened until you reach the other side. Those are the good cases.

There are however the bad cases when you not only know it’s coming for you but when you’re taken down you have plenty of time to see how you end. These dark warriors have a way about them, a way that is reminiscent of us, the Hu-mans. We were once at the top of the food chain and as such you can afford yourself the luxury of taking your time to enjoy the simple pleasures of eating a good meal.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

NIPPLES!

NIPPLES!

Why does God have nipples? Is it so all those God whores can suck on them? Is it so he can suckle all them God babies?
If man (Adam), was made in God’s image then maybe that’s why man has nipples. But really, if man is a divine creation and not that of nature why does man have nipples?
Since God created Adam and Eve to live forever in the Garden of Eden, why did Eve have nipples? Why did Adam and Eve have reproductive organs at all?
Okay so as it turned out Eve did need nipples after Adam found a good use for his pecker. But how did he know where to put it. Oh okay it must have been that wormy apple they ate. But still doesn’t Satan like the back door just as well?
By my calculation from day one Adam and Eve would have needed to spawn 4,110 young-uns per year and that would have had to continue forever to this very day in order to create a present day population of over 6 billion.
Now given an annual growth in most countries of 3% hitting that magic number is no problem at all but, in the early days it couldn’t be done. On top of that the infant mortality rate would have been extremely high throughout most of time especially in that part of the world we are talking about. These are just a few little factoids that prove to me that the bible is crap! But hey, you can always Be a Muslim and stick your head in the sand.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Endless Nightfall

The daystar fell from view, as the Rushes bent at an awkward angle making one believe there may be a strong breeze, which there was not.

As the warm quickly disappeared behind the falling darkness there came a noise not heard on the planet before.

Extinction does scream when on a scale of such a magnitude as this. Could there never be comfort again?

Would there always be that paranoid need to stay cold and quiet in order to stay alive another day.

For how long would humankind wake up to another sunless, lightless, warm-less day?

Those things descended directly from the monkey trials that now walk the Earth needing not the light or the warmth or the hope of better times. For these new creatures, these are better times!

Is this how the era ends? The once proud rule of the Hu-mans, finally at it’s end, as all knew it would perhaps come.

Would we not adapt with the rest of nature? After all these centuries pointing out our differences and describing ourselves arrogantly to be different than nature, above nature, God like in fact.

Would we now be bathed in the sulfuric acid of our own pompous arrogance?

Can there be no reprieve for the ignorant? The mighty ones that saw nothing good in anything except themselves. Is this justice, vengeance from some higher order intent on putting straight the errors made and left too long undone?

Were we not the first? No, not even close. Those others, did they go the same way? The great reptiles did, and those skeleton like creatures left in the rock so many eons ago as well.

Will the planet renew itself then with another millennia of mindless predators walking the earth without conscience or ambition other then to stay alive and kill?

Then what? Will humans be back once again to repeat their reign over and over until we finally get it right?

In the mean time between then and now, how will we survive those dark warriors whose only thought is to track us relentlessly and hunt us to extinction. What will those few of us do to escape them between now when we are living and then when we are not?