the bad guys

the year...1983...in a line to see some movie or another...as usual...acting like an idiot...just behind me there is a lady...she is glaring at me and my friend...she identifies us as an inferior species of some sort or another...suddenly appears a gang of kids obviously from the not so nice part of town...they begin to swarm some other child not known to any of us...i save his ass...the "bad" kids all disappear...now the lady smiles at me...thing is...i had not changed a bit...the same person exactly...point...do not judge unless you got all the facts...and remember...all the facts hide the invisible facts under their sweaters...tread lightly , puppy-cats...give mercy and live love...luv stu

November 12

fuckeldee-duck-duck

i just invented a word...it is fuckeldee-duck-duck...meaning...it all went to shit...or...it all went fuckeldee-duck-duck...i want you to begin using this word in your every day language...and we can all sit back and see how far and fast fuckeldee-duck-duck travels around the world .

stories

the fact of the matter is that a persons life and all that happens within that context...will reflect just who and what they are...that is to say...if you follow this blog...and it appears that simply too many fucked up and supernatural things have happened to one individual...there is a reason for that...and the reason is not coincidence...have a nice day...luv stu

just outside salem

just outside salem...i am going for a walk...suddenly i feel , but do not see...a bolder drop just in front of my feet...then i look to a field on my right...and see the illuminated outline of a man bashing open the head of another with a bolder...seconds later...an automobile attempts to run me over...i jump into the ditch...thus saving my life .

the grapes

i remember playing in the yard one day and my father calling me to come inside...the only thought i had was that it was time for another beating...but no...he wanted to share some grapes with me...how screwed up our minds can become...500 beatings...then one order of grapes and you just want to forget about all the abuse...our needs want to control us...and they can find any excuse they desire...what ever your needs are...place truth first.

perspective

the moment that someone becomes more important to you than you are yourself...that moment is the moment you grow up...it changes ones perspective on just about everything...your heart and mind are filled with the knowledge that if maturity is not reached...someone could be hurt...point...love leads one into all spiritual and emotional truth.