I’m enjoying a brief sojourn to the island of returning back pain but in said interim at least I have a chance to slap down some passably tolerable witticisms.
Big-time shout out to the G-Man for the donation! Long-distance man-hug! A couple of hours less I’ll need to work and can dedicate to more artistic endeavors. You know, like amputating facial anatomy or a debilitating opium habit. 🙂
To those formerly let down by the lack of the LMM, (Little Miss Muffet), Harlequin edition, Christmas, like the sexually inept, has come early!
Harleyquinn Romance’s, Little Miss Muffet, October 23, 2018.
Little Miss Muffet
On top more than her tuffet
Hitting on nerds and some gay
When along came a rider
Who pulled up inside her
And DAMN was she a good lay
I do apologize for the preceding abomination. it was very much unplanned and written on the fly. There is a less creepily erotic selection below.
I don’t like and will likely continue searching for an alternative title. What think you?
“Fossils”, October 16, 2018.
The line can be mere microns thin
Between virtue and foulest sin
To walk across shifting high beam
As delicate as it may seem
Intentions are in-apropos
Outcome’s all that matters you know
So tread carefully, take great care
It’s well established, shit’s not fair
Rarely do we get what’s deserved
Why wrath and greed’s so well-preserved.
I can’t recall which “Wizard’s Rule” it is that ,”the best intention often leads to the most deviant of results”, but I’ve seen it practiced many times now in reality. Hearts of gold manufacturing pain and disorder.
The only possible solution is to play life like a game of chess, always looking several moves ahead and making an effort to out-think you most dastardly opponent, chaos. It’s not so much a theory as the foundation of everything. It IS 42.
Doubtful will we ever be able to reliably decipher the swirling mists of potential futures. Weather prediction alone incorporates too many variables to be accurate sometimes only a few hours ahead. Almost seems like I’m making an argument for just saying fuck it and doing whatever but such is not the case! I just want to be honest about the scale of the task. Tough to checkmate an opponent who knows every potential move before it’s made. And nobody actually knows all the rules of Chaos-Chess anyway. Likely why so many pawns are mere collateral damage.
Happy Trails and Waggy Tales!
A fractured mind held together by cellophane and some used tack.