Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Freedom of Speech

Free to be dumb, as in deaf and.... s'what it means. It seems quite American, the exhortation to Keep Your Damn Mouth Shut.
Obviously I will not have sex with 2 year olds. And the diaper remark does not refer to nonegenarians.
I sound angry. Not angry. Confused all the way up the mountain.
As in:
I climbed the mountain, thru the mist to find the wisdom at the top
But missed
Or there was no wisdom,
Only convertibles, both cars and people,
Eager and willing to change their religion.
Or to wake up every day completely God-less.
More moral than me probably, though I doubt this possible.
Denial is not my middle name. It's not my first name either.
That's Danny, a child's name, a stage name. It's all an act. And the audience is thinning.
Though, good news,
I am eating again.
It upsets my stomach, but damn the stomach, full torpedoes ahead!

I will not pull down a post again.
I am not non-harming. Heck with Buddhism. There is no tradition. I'm gonna try Catholic. Though I hear it's a bit rigorous, the path to communion, Holy Communion.
Batman.

One thing for sure. Not sure what it is though.