Why the U.S. Military is 'Earth's Greatest Enemy' (w/ Abby Martin) | The Chris Hedges Report. We must all be anti-imperialist if we want to survive.

 Violence workers, postcard of the collapsing empire in the dirt. Trump sat by Graham's casket bored, eating candy and joking with Vance and Besant. The US regime is a plague on the earth.

 We hope Trudy likes this spot. The sycamores are lovely, and the soft ground is crunchy with their shed bark. We thought about the spot since March after first dismissing it. It took a season to come around again.

Dignity, please, don't cut this tree. 

 

Calling on Doctor Hipp.

 

                                                                       Perhaps the

only thing we inherit is desire. And despair is just too

much desire.

Victoria Chang

Self-Portrait

A hole where a tree once was isn't formless, emptiness

is an accumulation of everything once there. 

Victoria Chang

Tree of Knowledge, No. 7A

 Those granted the gift of seeing more deeply can see beyond form, and concentrate on the wondrous aspect hiding behind every form which is called life.

Hilma af Klint

That your own longing pulls on your suffering.

That everything wants to stretch into a chord.

That eaves in the brain shake at once. The sky

in the brain also falls. No one tells you that

suffering is a form.

Victoria Chang

Red Tree, 1976

Psychopathic killers roam the earth. Bibi the Butcher's in the belly of the beast.

 Good morning mother.

 Iran is getting stronger as the U.S. bombs fall. After dreams it seems there must be more than the corporeal world. Mom in her dementia is  dreaming awake. She tells me her dream as she dreaming but it's not a dream to her it just seems like she's dreaming. I sense reality behind appearance but I don't know what that appears is real. The significant thing is to feel what's real even if it's a dream, to feel the beyond of things as they seem.

democratic hell.

 Israel brags about destroying entire villages in Lebanon. The empire of war crime is approaching collapse. They can't lose, so they have to keep killing, but they are the losers — they are lost.

 It's a war of attrition, it's all fake, too many people want to pretend, too many people want to be deceived. It's the late stage of a desperate  criminal empire. 

 How do we stay sane in this world. The empire drives us insane. What is human civilization about? It can't be evolution. Extinction? The empire destroys everything. I ask you in earnest, how do we stay sane? 

 AlleluYAH by Tommy WÁ

AlleluYAH, we lift our praise,

AlleluYAH, for all our days.

In the morning light, your beauty awakes,

Radiant skies reflecting your grace.

Every flower blooms, each heartbeat sings,

Majesty unfolds as the creation brings.

With hearts set free, we sing aloud,

Yahuah, our joy, we are so proud.

Your tender mercies, they flow like a stream,

Guiding our souls, fulfilling our dream.

AlleluYAH, we lift our praise,

AlleluYAH, for all our days.

Through every storm, you carry us through,

Mighty Abba, in all that we do.

From the valleys low to the mountains high,

In the splendor of your love, we will soar and fly.

Your kindness whispers, your spirit flows wide,

Forever in your arms, we will abide.

With every moment, we sing your name,

Yahuah, our hearts set aflame.

AlleluYAH, we lift our praise,

AlleluYAH, for all our days.

(Softly)

Al-le-lu-YAH, we echo your song,

In this sacred space, where we all belong.

O my Ya-Hu-Ah, Mighty Abba divine,

In your presence, we know we will shine.

AlleluYAH, we lift our praise,

AlleluYAH, for all our days.

Your light, it guides us, a beacon so bright,

Drawing us closer throughout the night.

In the dance of your spirit, we find our way,

With every heartbeat, we choose to stay.

With voices united, we sing with delight,

Proclaiming your glory, our hearts take flight.

Mighty Savior, in you we do trust,

AlleluYAH, in you we will thrust.

AlleluYAH, we lift our praise,

AlleluYAH, for all our days.

So let the mountains bow, let the oceans roar,

In harmony rising, forever we soar.

We've tasted your goodness; your grace, pure and true,

AlleluYAH, forever to you.

AlleluYAH, we lift our praise,

AlleluYAH, for all our days.

AlleluYAH, in all that we do,

AlleluYAH, we give thanks to you.

 So, now artificial intelligence is writing what the politicians say, and we're wondering if we've been taken over by an alien form of life, or death, or is it just an unholy insane alliance of zionism and capitalism. All we have is questions, and the querulous quivery awareness that we're still here. 

i don't understand perfume nationalism. neither do i. who do i ask? a perfume nationalist? no, i can't. i'm afraid to ask. why is that even a question? are they aliens? i don't want to think about that. why is that in my mind? ok ok, every rabbit hole has an exit, it's not like a black hole, don't start spinning like a crazy top, nevermind.

 i can't understand infinity, let alone the crisis we're in. 

Living In A Dream. Sea Level.

In the dreary world that we′re livin' in

It′s fashionable to let nothing phase you

Yeah, you're above it all

You're fooling, fooling yourself

You′re living in a dream

And the dancers dance way across the floor

And the people are calling, calling for more and more and more and more

Yeah, you′re above it all

Keep on fooling, fooling yourself

You're living in a dream

You′re living in a dream

So you close the door, you let nothing in

And yet, you're moving and not caring where you′ve been

Yeah, you're above it all

And you remind me of myself

You′re living in a dream

Living in a dream

 

 

 Lily and Pixel. 

 I remember when there was no internet, no data centers, no AI, and no killer drones. I remember when drones were a kind of music. I remember the analogue world. When I touch our cat I remember. I remember all the time. 

It got so dark, Lulu was sleeping, thought it was nighttime. Lucky, we got in before the storm hit hard. The power didn't blow. Of course the M.O.U. was a ruse. Nobody believes the Epstein Fury regime anymore.

 loser.

 there will be no negotiation with the united states. 

The seemingly dazzling world of glass spires, high tech everything will be a short lived hyper-experiment gone quickly awry. That's just the way it is going to be, or actually is now, with humanity caught in the mirror-house of Plato's Cave and its own hubris.

The structure of collapse is that seemingly stable systems hide from themselves their own flaws, and seem solid when they are hollowed out by corruptions, self-delusion, decay; and then the stresses build and build and then shatter in an instant.

-Jon Jost

 genocide is ultimately suicide. 

 perpetual war in a finite world. 

 

Insurance Industry Report, appendix A, paragraph 5; 4 billion dead, no accountability. They're building concentration camps, with piratical profit margins, exterminating humans. There are no words for this. It's a thing. It's not hope and change. It's everything. 

 Apparently Iran is defeating the gates of hell epic fury of the United States. 

 I met the ramp builders today. They're happy, it seems to me. I said it's a fine ramp you've made but I had to say about the army corps plans to remodel the area, since they have more of their own plans and I saw how much work they put into the ramp, but I guess they'll keep doing what they are inclined to do, regardless of the army corps plans.