Friday, October 31, 2025


me and mister pixel. halloweenies. 

 






for the dead.

 


God knows how I adore life
When the wind turns on the shores lies another day
I cannot ask for more

When the time bell blows my heart
And I have scored a better day
Well nobody made this war of mine

And the moments that I enjoy
A place of love and mystery
I'll be there anytime

Oh mysteries of love
Where war is no more
I'll be there anytime


Beth Gibbons
Mysteries


Death, more death,
 (by Ada),
10 years old.

 






 we have time to reflect. 


just looking makes me dizzy.

r. manandhar



In the season leaves should love,
since it gives them leave to move
through the wind, towards the ground
they were watching while they hung,
legend says there is a seam
stitching darkness like a name.


Samhain
by Annie Finch


Have we crossed some sort of threshold? Will we ever go sane again? 


 I honestly can’t even believe that I have to make this plea. This is not the America that I know. I ask you to restore some sanity for the sake of our children.  

Governor Pritzker

The idea, that we have to plead for mercy from a demented murderous thug. It's sickening.


 so we live in a genocidal police state. happy samhain. so, what? your point being.


 Even in a world of artificial intelligence, all beings are ensouled.


 there's always a next. there may be no room but there's always an annex. an archipelago sinks and an archipelago of trash forms. it moves like a gyre. can we live on a gyre. we'll see. next. happy samhain. it doesn't sound like it's spelled. the ghouls this time are next level. that book archipelago of the sun was annoying like the future. it never arrives anywhere, just orphans on a boat going nowhere at least together.

Thursday, October 30, 2025


 There will be no reprieve for the living this day of the dead.


 This is my favorite room.


 birdwatching turns to counter-hugging with olive.




 birdwatching with olive.




Israel is a graveyard. The graveyard of the American empire. 

Halloween, 2025.




 Oh, my goodness, Olive, you such a plush girl. I like to feel you 
all the time, girl.




Presenté!
Presenté!
Think about Palestine.
Think about Gaza.
Think about your own life.
Think about right action.
Think about the suffering of others as part of your own self awareness. 
Think about the whole world.


 The world has been turning against the Israeli terror regime since it began its spree of murder and starvation two Octobers ago. Now it is doing so decisively, so finding its collective voice at last.

Patrick Lawrence


 There's a global anti-Israel movement growing day by day as Israel continues killing Palestinians. A critical mass is gathering against the Zionist state.


 the lab school kids band plays skins and bones and halloween's coming for the halloween parade.




the designer of obama's civil rights museum called it a tower of spin. 

 


 i'll try not to get sucked in, respect my own boundaries, though the rulers respect nobody. 






 if you know your history, then you will know where you're coming from. buffalo souljah in the heart of america. 




 i open the fire door and buffalo souljah starts playing in my head and the starlings sing along their own song and they love olive everybody does.




Olive wakes me at sunrise by throwing my glasses off the nightstand. She scratches the screen door and I open the fire door and the starlings come singing good morning Olive, not scared at all. 

Wednesday, October 29, 2025

 


 
The Obamachronic Neoliberal Land Grab Promenade. 






 


Almost Halloween, 2025.


 Will the final Trump be president til death?




 The policy in Palestine is still genocide, as ICE terrorizes the forsaken country. There's a Master Race Plan.