Thursday, July 31, 2025
The air quality is in the red zone, 172, from wildfires up north. Our eyes and lungs are smoky. It's day 664 of the genocide in Gaza. People are collapsing and dying of starvation, or being shot by the Gaza Humanitarian Foundation and the Israeli thugs. Trudy has no concept of her location or anyone's. The thug state is offering student debt forgiveness if they join the ICE terror state force. We're in hell but the evil that plagues us is not metaphysical, it's just the whole goddamned system of murder for dollars. The end time regime plans for a worldwide state of corporate terror.
ug, ghf.
The United Nations human rights office reported at least 674 killings of Gazans outside of GHF distribution sites, as of July 13.
Even though GHF is heavily associated with Christian evangelicals, its private military contractor, UG Solutions, hired a crisis communications firm led by several former Obama and Biden staffers.
i was at a house
i didn't know anyone
no one spoke to me
i felt awkward
why was i there
i didn't belong there
i couldn't begin
to even try to relate
my attempt
would only humiliate me
i never could understand
what this place is about
this society
i couldn't enter
even my family
acquisition consumption entertainment killing time
i don't belong in this society
i'm a ghost in it
yet i'm here
secretly living
it's strange here
i was a stranger here
Wednesday, July 30, 2025
A simple acknowledgement could do somebody good who may also feel like the wretched of the earth. Sometimes you just can't, I know, but just a little passing moment of eye contact, a somber nod of solidarity, could make a difference in someone's day. Surely many of us are feeling the grief and the need. I have noted how light passes between souls.
I wrote about my love of Pebble Beach and then I mentioned Obama's land grab by email to a reporter. Let's see if i hear back. The parks are vulnerable to the capital development. The lakefront is vulnerable to the army corps and the concrete industry. As I wrote this I heard about a community meeting regarding "other capital projects" in Jackson park.
Tuesday, July 29, 2025
i remember the islet off of the island the spanish i guess called gaviola. i felt the spirit rise of a fellow who died there. the salish people didn't have a name for it. it was covered with petroglyphs under moss i imagine covered with houses now. i just thought of this place, while thinking of the cat, and the zionists, and maybe because i was thinking about pebble beach, my secret place in the city. i think i try to honor the way thoughts go and the mind works. my mind at least. a lot of what transpires in the world is incomprehensible to me. the status quo i guess.
She puts her soft paw on my chin and I give her 1/8th cup of nuggets and return to bed. She comes back, stands at the bedside, hops up and lays on my chest, rising and falling gently, breathing, purring. She goes off and comes back and meows for me to come to the kitchen, to make the coffee and open the fire escape door.
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