thecontemplativeape

Of Revolution and Russian Women

This is going to be a Jackson Pollock post. I’m just throwing words at the canvass. Does it make any sense? I will claim that it does, but who the fuck knows?

I’m Bored.

A day in the life of an expat on vacation with nowhere to go.

Let Me Babble at Ya! – Random Thoughts

What if planets are nurseries for infant consciousness? The consciousness develops on the planet like a fetus in an egg, exhausting its resources as it grows to emerge into a higher realm of existence, leaving the planet behind like a spent shell. Mars may be an ancient spent shell, and now our own Earth is heading that same way as we have taxed it to total depletion. Find this idea interesting? Then read on, McQuack.

“Initiated”: a Book Review and Then Some

This post is going to be a book review, but in a general sense. There is a lot more to cover. The book is a good doorway to the topics we need to be discussing, and so we will start there.

That was my youth. And it was Grateful. And it was Dead.

I remember my first Dead Show. It’s true what they say: There is NOTHING like a Dead Show.

Somebody’s Coming (They Never Really Left)

While you’re all out there, watching Doctor Strange and the Phantom Phuckery or whatever the hell is happening in the Marvel movie megaplexes this weekend, the world is going to Hell. And I think I know why. Bear with me…

“What Is Happening to Our Country?”

Yet another mass shooting. Yet another mass shooting in a school. Nineteen dead elementary school children and one dead teacher. They died terrified in violence. And everyone is outraged (well, most of us anyway). And everyone is asking this question. Do you want to know what’s happening? I’ll tell you. And it will be short.