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Good Morning, Crazeysburg!!

Another glorious day awaits us here in the Hinterlands!

Okay.  So what’s up?

Apparently, we are getting closer and closer to unveiling the scenario of taking the fake  B*den out and putting our beloved fake k a m al a (she of nonstop mirth and merriment) in as the new fake p r e s id ent of the bankrupt U S  corporation (once known as the Un i ted S tates).

Meanwhile, below ground, on s o ci al me d ia, Dan S c * v ino is pushing out the comms at a rapid pace. All but saying that Tr ***p is still in charge and due to return at, like, any moment. Of course, just how soon, waits to be seen. (But how come, every single time we see any news footage of Tr **p, his allies, his admin, his family — all of them are smiling and couldn’t seem happier or more at peace? I want whatever they’re drinking, okay??)

And the vax news, or course, couldn’t be worse.  A very informative 20-minute video is below, explaining in detail what the vaxes do once inside the human body. Not pretty, gang. But share it with anyone you know who might be sitting on the fence about getting the vax.  Sadly, it is seeming — more and more everyday — that anyone getting onboard with the vax is too brainwashed now by O p er a tion  M ock ing bird to see reason, or to be persuaded against getting it. So I’m guessing we simply have to let those folks go as the casualties of war. But if anyone  at all that you know  seems still in doubt, be sure to let them know how serious, and irreversible, these dangers  to the human body are. These simply are not va  c c in es.  This time next year, there’s a very real chance that many will have died from the simple common cold, and the remaining ones will become hybrid A.I./humans, no longer in control of their own bodies and easily tracked by 5G.

Science fiction couldn’t be scarier than these vaxes, folks. Especially the Mo deRNA.  The f a u ci – g a t es attempt at de pop ula  tion and world domination.

Also, the new news is that not only is your life insurance null and void if you die from any complications from the experimental vax, but your health insurance won’t be liable to cover your medical expenses anymore.  Because you are willingly participating in an experiment.  The research, side effects, potential harm is all available to you. If you still choose to participate in the experiment, you are then on your own.

Good luck with that.

Okay. It’s official: my plate is really full once again. I have narrowed it down to 2 projects for now. Completing the erotic short story, “Novitiate,” and then sending off The Muse Revisited Vol. 4 to the new publisher. And working on the first section of Down to the Meadows of Sleep (the first 50-60 pages), writing up an outline for the novel/series, and sending that off to the other publisher.

Even though I can’t imagine finding enough time to do any of that, and also keep up with the [17] podcasters every day/night, and go to the job at the health food store, and workout, and get the news down here on the blog each morning; I’m still really happy to have some deadlines. It keeps me focused.

All right, I’m gonna scoot. Have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world! I leave you with my breakfast-listening music from this morning: “Lime Tree Arbor,” by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, from their phenomenal album, The Boatman’s Call (1997). Enjoy. And thanks for visiting, gang! I love you guys. See ya!


Below: Ch * r lie W * rd and Mel K weekly chat (34 mins):

Below: What they don’t tell you about the va cc ines ( starts at the 3 minute mark) (20 mins):

Below: R * d P * ll 7 8 News: Obstruction of Forensic Vote Audit (16 mins):

Below: X * 2 R * port (42 mins):

Va Tutto Bene!

Yes! Everything is all right!

It was with great joy that I watched the trash collectors collecting my trash yesterday. Honestly, it helped me feel a restoration of sanity around here, knowing that I had paid that fucking bill. And the 2 other bills that had crept up “past due.”

What a weird feeling that was last week, when they didn’t stop to collect my trash. Sort of the confirmation that I was really soaring off into La-La Land around here. That is the cheapest bill I have, too. Something like $9 a month. Anyway. That felt good; watching the trash go.

I’ve also acquiesced to the window-closing thing that I have to do around here now. I close a few of  them late at night and then just open them again mid-morning. Just like a normal person would do.

It was 54 degrees Fahrenheit when I got out of bed today. Honestly, at any other point in my life, I would be rapturously rejoicing over this perfect weather, you know? It’s just this darn deadline for the play that makes me feel as if summer passed me by. And it also occurs to me that next August, when it’s back to being 102 degrees when I get out of bed in the morning, I will be wondering: why the fuck didn’t I enjoy last August’s perfect weather when I had the chance??!! So I’m trying to do that while I have the chance.

Then I also did all the paperwork for my TSA Pre-Check, and will go for my interview on Tuesday. Yes, behaving like a human being who flies in airplanes again. I’m trying really hard to just be normal.

(And I also applied for that special International Customs dispensation, that removes any traces of internationally-known pedophiles who attached themselves uninvited to one’s illustrious pornography career. It only costs an additional 17 thousand dollars, but I felt it was worth it!) (I am, of course, kidding about that. There is no special International Customs dispensation for that. Instead, I opted for the Special Notarized Document showing that I did everything the FBI asked me to do so please leave me alone now. That only cost me an additional $2, so I opted for that.) (I am of course kidding about that, too.)

What I am doing, though, is just trying to let everything go. And fly in airplanes again and stuff like that. I realize that being out of my mind half the time is just part of my charm, but it sure gets tiring.

And I have also discovered that I don’t really like those new hair-volumizing products from France that I posted about recently.  They smell great and they do give me volume at the roots, but like most hair products that allegedly give one’s hair volume, they make the rest of my hair super frizzy. I can’t stand that.  So rather than get rid of all my mirrors, I’ve decided that I’m once more going back to my tried & true Avalon Organics. Honestly it’s the only stuff that works. (If you don’t have untreated silver hair, let me tell you, it’s really frizzy. It’s nothing at all like the hair you had as a wee bonny girl — or even as a wee bonny 30-year-old.)

(Me, as a wee bonny 30-year-old. Say goodbye to that hair forever.) (Heavy sigh)So, even though I have not yet cleaned my house (and this is really just getting beyond ridiculous, gang — the dust and the cat hair — but I know I will have to clean it top to bottom before I go to NYC because my birth mom will be staying here to take care of the cats and I don’t want her coming in my kitchen door, seeing the disaster and then turning around and leaving. Actually, what she would do is clean my house and I don’t want that, either.).

But anyway, aside from my house needing to be cleaned, I am really starting to feel like a regular person again. Even though I’m still working on rewrites of the play.

And of course, on that happy note, I’m gonna get back to it. I leave you with my breakfast-listening music, the song about the Lime Tree Arbor. A beautiful song. I’ve been playing The Boatman’s Call since Nick Cave’s Red Hand Files newsletter the other day. I guess it’s an appropriate album to listen to as summer departs. (His Conversations will be back in Norway tonight. We’ll see if the Norwegians continue to post pictures to Instagram in black & white, or if that other time was just done specifically to drive me mad…)

Okay! Thanks for visiting, gang. I gotta get moving here. Have a really nice Thursday, wherever you are in the world!! I love you guys. See ya!

“I Do Love Her So (Lime Tree Arbour)”

The boatman calls from the lake
A lone loon dives upon the water
I put my hand over her
Down in the lime tree arbour

The wind in the trees is whispering
Whispering low that I love her
She puts her hand over mine
Down in the lime tree arbour

Through every breath that I breathe
And every place I go
There is hand that protects me
And I do love her so

There will always be suffering
It flows through life like water
I put my hand over hers
Down in the lime tree arbour

The boatman he has gone
And the loons have flown for cover
She puts her hand over mine
Down in the lime tree arbour

Through every word that I speak
And every thing I know
There is hand that protects me
And I do love her so

c – 1997 Nick Cave