Wounded in life, I seek to staunch the wounds of others . . . . --xoj

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God's tapestry, all creation, my greatest value an attempt to live/love for: in gratitude, mercy, forgiveness, regardless of Age, Race, Creed, Gender, Gender Proclivities, or Generosity . . . seeking to make redemtion salvation & resurrection potential in all unique, precious, individual lives, human, plant, animal, world. . . .through words & images - Jack Spratt ... KISS

Friday, September 7, 2012

go goole yourself a psalm for greed


my under toad rage leaping over Andromeda is finally seen for itself the flip side of self indifference rendering all my compassion for others an act no different from Rush Limbaugh a pleasure the praise received but despising myself indifferent to death welcoming it in deed since i'm fraud coral snake under the duvet in bed with outrageousness no different than G. W. Bush or Fox fucking your mind television. 

In the company of women who tend the dying we laugh at the future not theirs ours and they heal my greed for someone else to define myself by saying to them i'll buy a hand grenade wearing it like a pendant by the pin instead of jerking the pin with my teeth like John Wayne i'll merely fall face down to cover the explosion after jerking the grenade off my chain we laugh rolling around the nurses station floor separately knowing it takes twenty years to die of Alzheimer prefaced by dementia i wouldn't do that to Rupert Murdock the King of Snark crushing the economy with cupidity brainwashing all the kiddies with gleeful belittling any and everything not skewed to selfishness a journalist retired no longer constrained by ethics or morals to be neutral i'm not evil he's not evil we're just addicted to different definitions of power equally intoxicated our bliss is more never enough what you see is what you get pass it forward and be well this 24/7/365 no privacy world Googled knowing everything we'd hide from ourselves in shame. 

". . A neologism arising from the popularity and dominance of the eponymous search engine, the American Dialect Society chose it as the "most useful word of 2002." It was added to the Oxford English Dictionary on June 15, 2006, and to the eleventh edition of the Merriam-Webster Collegiate Dictionary in July 2006.[5] The first recorded usage of google used as a participle, thus supposing the verb, was on July 8, 1998, by Google co-founder Larry Page himself, who wrote on a mailing list: "Have fun and keep googling!"

Fearing the genericizing and potential loss of its trademark, Google has discouraged use of the word as a verb, particularly when used as a synonym for general web searching. On February 23, 2003, the company sent a cease and desist letter to Paul McFedries, creator of Word Spy, a website that tracks neologisms. In an article in the Washington Post, Frank Ahrens discussed the letter he received from a Google lawyer that demonstrated "appropriate" and "inappropriate" ways to use the verb "google". It was reported that, in response to this concern, lexicographers for the Merriam-Webster Collegiate Dictionary lowercased the actual entry for the word, google, while maintaining the capitalization of the search engine in their definition, "to use the Google search engine to seek online information" (a concern which did not deter the Oxford editors from preserving the history of both "cases"). On October 25, 2006, Google sent a request to the public requesting that "you should please only use 'Google' when you’re actually referring to Google Inc. and our services."

. . . i'm not here to be Like(d) having deleted my Facebook account. Why should I bite the hand that feeds me the swiftest suggested spellings in the world? Why not? I know the engine without the spying and recording and selling of my privacy for the drool of killer watch dogs silently policing my thoughts anticipating my intentions and longings for love of God. What we love is commensurate with what loves us back. Daily am i a greasy smear on the Bus Of God passing moment by moment as God will do for you; that's why I don't care what or how the know me better than myself since I publish every vagrant thing about myself inappropriately to let you know it's okay to be who you are all of you yourself is blest any and everything known no child cut apart and buried in the basement of your mind or chained to the floor for your random torture and insertions or sold in slavery to Arab Oil Sheiks who know when the oil runs out they'll have the biggest useless sandbox ever imagined. We're never well or better than the secrets we keep and the governance of us is all secret even the brand toilet paper stamped so before & after use USA forever!

Google yourself and keep your library card up to date.

120907 0855 indifference
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