Writing Forums - Blogs - Kevin https://www.writingforums.com/blogs/45777-Kevin en Mon, 23 Sep 2019 19:51:22 GMT vBulletin 1440 https://www.writingforums.com/images/misc/rss.jpg Writing Forums - Blogs - Kevin https://www.writingforums.com/blogs/45777-Kevin #14 thoughts outloud https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4193-14-thoughts-outloud Sat, 21 Sep 2019 15:07:42 GMT ...



'E' thought they were brilliant.








We may make allowances, but those are temporary.













Power to the people.


Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!

Towards the Greater Future.
I will speak again



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#13 https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4184-13 Sat, 14 Sep 2019 13:39:22 GMT ...

#13 - (a Friday) thoughts outloud

It was a blizzard day. I got up early and made several deliveries, then worked a 6. I don't feel sick or anything, but I feel like this day ran me, not that I ran my day.

The only thing I look forward to is the meetings, and the time I feel inspired to think on things related to what's coming.

I had a customer blow up on me, complaining about the quantity, like I was ripping him off, which I don't do- I know a lot of guys play that, but repeat regulars is what I want- and I explained, even got out the scale to shut him up, but I feel like my blood pressure barely went up.

Another time, and I would've been all hyped up/ upset, but I just went through the motions like barely there. It's tiring, this making a living thing. That, and my day job, sometimes I'm barely awake.

Anyway, I know it's not anything to do with anything outside of me, but as one small piece of it I think it's good to show a little of a daily struggle.

On another note, completely different, I think I may have made a mistake in taking this condo. The location is good, not too far from my former place, but there are some guys further down the row who may consider me competition. I can see it; they can see it- we recognize each other, though it's ridiculous- there's plenty of market out there and I doubt my client base even overlaps theirs.

Anyway, that won't matter a bit if they take it wrong, want to tax me, or worse. It's me alone and nearest I counted was like five 'mains', and some more associates. Great.

I'm tired, and I don't like to think about it, but I have to take it serious. They could drop a dime, or worse, which reminds me- I have to make a payment to my- um- protector- Hope he polishes his badge with it. I shouldn't say that as he's come through a few times, but I do pay for that- not cheap, but yes, better than the alternative- not making anything while 'on vacation'.

'E' hasn't called or come (always does when I'm not expecting it; actually startles me) and no meetings this week, at least that I'm aware of, but I'm still compiling my lists- backing it all up just in case there's a break in ( those f-ing neighbors), and I haven't left any more flyers since that last incident- (thinking of writing a new one) ; haven't seen those three guys, either ( good), but still a little cautious. I'd love to get their names.

Toward the Greater Future
I will speak again.

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#12 thoughts outloud https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4180-12-thoughts-outloud Thu, 12 Sep 2019 16:08:02 GMT ...


I had a vision. Not like an actual vision, like I 'saw it' or something, but more like I understood a 'bigger picture', the bigger picture.

We keep talking about the fairness and the justice were working towards; the equality- but I think I saw the equity ( I'll have to go over this- edit, thesaurus, define), or lack of equity as it is, right now.

What I mean is that I saw the actual level of people, mankind, all of them, us. I just like... had an image of all the world, like from space ( but not) and as I was looking, each part I saw expanded larger- 'zoomed in' in the foreground, expanding for a moment over the rest or compared to the rest, and then shrinking back down- like how it would on a touch screen- at each city or area that I focused on while I could still see the rest around it, or momentarily overshadowed/ blocked by it. But unlike most people ( that I know, or come into contact with) I could see the other places in the world- not our familiar world, but the ones most can't. They know their names or whatever, but they can't really see their circumstances; the circumstances there; how they ( those places) are.

I see or saw it- I can't really see it right now, just I remember, sort of, what I saw- I'd have to really think about it hard to 'see it' again), but can see the whole World's populations at once.

We, all of together, are really, um (for lack of a better word) poor. What I mean is that if you look at everybody on the planet, all of us as one... if you were to like 'average it', and were not just able to see or think of our ( our local-) circumstances, basically our western ( -post imperial, or remnant- imperial) way of seeng the world, if you could see everybody, including all those other places on all those other continents- namely Asia, Africa ( and to a smaller degree South America/Central America, Caribbean), where most of the people are, if you were to average it all- then you could see that 'We' are really poor.

Most people ( the ones here where we live) can't see this. They think 'poor' is our level of poor. It's not.

If wealth, money, or standard of living, or however you measure it, if it were like water (which it naturally should be, to make things level, right...) then the levels we experience, that we 'have' need to get to their proper level.

The levels are not proper, not right, not correct; not even close. That 'water' is artificially blocked. The dams that prevent it from finding its proper levels are our greed, our way of living.

The answer to this inequity, this incorrectness is the elimination of private property. That should be our number one priority. We rarely talk about this (at the meetings) it for most being some sort of abstract term, but I can see it- the inequity- which we normally only see in our own distorted way- in our limited, world-view, but not me. I can see it.

We think the way we live is the norm, but it's not. It's the result of imperialism, both old school (armies, invasion, slaughter) and capitalist imperialism ( by proxy; using their own against them).

Virtually our entire system- everything- is based on stripping these other places that we can't even 'see' of their resources to support our level of affluence.

We need to break that. We think we know poor, but even our poorest poor live way too high. The elimination of private ownership of anything will end that.

Everything needs to be collectivized including all the 'things' ( not just all industry; factories, or farms). 'We' ( the collective we-) must own everything, from your shoes to your coffee cups; no more 'your', no more private property. Just like we can eliminate words of gender, another incorrect social construct, we must eliminate words of ownership. Me, my, and mine must go away. We must share everything.

Even little children are capable of understanding 'sharing'. It's not 'my toothbrush' but 'the' toothbrush. It must be all of 'Ours' (capital, like us) owned by the state, which is the People.

As with everything, since it is all of ours, anyone should be free to use it as needed.

This will cause great consternation, great turmoil, I know, and there will be many casualties during the transition period, but just think of all the jealousies and conflicts since the first people ever came together that arose over 'property'. One tribe had a cow, and their neighbor didn't. You can guess what happened next when they didn't share. It's the basis for all wars.

And someone might say:
"But I made this!"
but the answer is obvious: Whatever exists is all of ours; not just yours.

So we must do away private ownership, with this 'bad thinking'. Only then can true equity- true world equality be achieved.

If only we could somehow bring the rest of world en masse (the masses, the true masses) to our doorstep- get them there, in one fell swoop, (like a dam breaking) right now, then all of it, all of this that we currently have would be 'swept away'; like a great flood, a great Cleansing. We could end it, forever, all of it, right now. No more inequity.

Towards the greater future.

I will speak again.

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#11 thoughts outloud https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4176-11-thoughts-outloud Wed, 04 Sep 2019 16:31:36 GMT ... #11 I got in a fight. Actually, I got beat up. It was three on one. I was on the phone with a friend. Some guys overheard what I was... ...







I went to leave, and they followed.




Toward the Greater Future

I will speak again. ]]>
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#10- thoughts outloud https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4169-10-thoughts-outloud Fri, 30 Aug 2019 02:54:33 GMT #10

I don't know but I think she's some kind of attorney.
I mean "E" of course.

She's very secretive, and she basically told me I ask too many questions. I guess the less I know the better just in case I get arrested or something.

Speaking of which, I'm going to have to move again. The neighbor's are getting suspicious- as they do- wondering about all the traffic.

Sometimes I think about how I could do it differently- like I make all deliveries instead of them coming to me, or, that I might just stop selling- which I have tried, but nothing seems to make me as much. I always have a day job, but I've never had a high paying job, so I always come back to it.

Anyway, I got to move again, new neighbors... This'll be move # 3 this year, which is annoying, but one thing it has done is it's made me get rid of a lot of stuff. I'm unencumbering myself I guess you could say. Spellcheck says I said that wrong, but so what?

That's not what I wanted to talk about, anyway...

E came- she called me first- then showed up- There's a meeting, she said.
No one told me. Wth?

I was confused ( she's always doing that to me, confusing me, I guess even scaring me? Wth is that about?) There was no meeting that I knew about, and I worried that perhaps they had not bothered to let me know.
I got really uptight about that - felt like shit, rejected.

We drove and I was barely noticing her car which was surprisingly... expensive(?). I don't know what I expected, maybe some p.o.s. beater, you know, like 'down '; not some rich-bitch car.

I wasn't thinking too much about that- more about like if they didn't really want me there, and then I show up anyway?

It's happened, before. There's been others kicked out/ shunned, I don't know... like everyone else knew, except me, and I guess maybe the person, who came anyway, and then they were there, and they had this big screaming match. I've seen it. One person even said they would come back and blow us all away.

That's what he said "...blow you all away." And he was practically frothing at the mouth. I liked him but he was out. He must've said or did something. They said don't ask.

'Backfighting' , is that what you call it? It doesn't sound right, but basically they decided- the group- and he was out. I wasn't part of that, but I was there when the rest happened.

He never did come back; never shot us all.

So now it was me maybe, going to be told to leave- at least that's what I thought. I was wondering what I'd done, what I'd said, and then we were there, me following after her in some not-so- bad neighborhood this time, into some apartments, knock on the door, and it was a meeting, but not our meeting, another group, a 'rival-'

Shit. So I was cavorting (consorting, I know...) with the enemy?
We'd talked about it- this- 'other groups', but not us, and how they could be the most dangerous thing.
They could turn us in, they could...

I didn't say much. She said "He's with me-" and that was enough. They all knew her and pretty much there was a speaker lecturing on basic ideology, nuances and how it pertained to the country's particular situation.

Like I said, I just listened, and then after people clapped- which is weird cause there were only like ten people, ten of us- and then someone had made coffee - which was weird again, because we never do that at our meetings -make coffee- we just leave- by ourselves or in small groups that are friends or whatever; me, always by myself.

There was one guy there staring - actually mad dogging, me, the whole time the speaker was going.

I got the feeling he was upset because she'd brought me. I got it. Maybe she'd made him drive somewhere, too, before, and...
So he was jealous .

At one point after the speaker, she went up and talked to him, but then walked away like he was nothing.

She left me there like I was nothing, holding my coffee. I felt out of place; like I was nothing.
Then this stink-eye douchebag comes up to me.
I was ready if he wanted a fight.

I'm Rick, he says. It's a fake name, so don't worry...
Fuck you, Rick, I'm not worried.
I say Hi, whatever.
He said I never seen you before.
I said I never been here...

Then she came and grabbed my arm like up, behind the elbow/ I'm just her prisoner, and we left. "Don't mention this at the other group", she said. I said I wouldn't. Now we're traitors, or infiltrators, or something, I don't know what. Two groups.

Then we drive to that house again. The nice one with the family pictires, and no one home.

After, she took me home.

Towards the greater future.
I will speak again.

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#9 https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4158-9 Tue, 20 Aug 2019 01:41:48 GMT ...


Another meeting.


I'm not saying her name. At another meeting some people were calling each other by their names sometimes (like they already knew each other) and the others got really pissed off about the lack of security, and so we have to remind them every so often: No Names!

There seems to be lots of arguments. 'E' said its because when you get to specifics, the time for veils goes away. I have no idea what that means. She said because we're getting close to the time we have to risk things, talk about them openly.

And later.. I'm going to delete this part...
something happened which I can't understand. ( delete this later! ) It was right as the meeting broke up and I was nervous about getting back to my car, that I might get mugged or held up, and every dark place I thought there was someone going to come out with a gun pointed.

I was walking my fastest back to my car and I heard someone coming, or more like following. I didn't want to run or show panic, so I just kept looking ahead. I got to my car and I couldn't get the key in the lock quick- I dropped them and then heard that whomever it was already right there behind me.

It was her, and she had that look, like a scowl, or disapproval, and all she said was "You're going to drive me." Like I didn't have a say so?

Like she says it, and I'm supposed to do it?!

I feel... intimidated I think is the word. Like really, I don't have a choice. I wanted to say something, but I just drove.

We went to some house way out in the valley, and I don't think it was hers; there was a hide-a-key, and the place was with a lot of stuff- someone's house- like a family, and I was really thinking she might actually kill me there.

I was really embarrassed- I hate her- but she first told me to sit, wait there, and then she brought glasses and with alcohol- whiskey I think- or Jack Daniels or something- which I don't drink! and said drink it all, which I did. I think she drank hers. I don't know, they were dark cups, like coffee mugs, and I didn't know what it was until I drank some. She might've had an empty one for all I know.

I can't even write this down.

After that she didn't say anything, and I pretty much just laid there, and I guess a few minutes after she came back in, and said it was time for me to go. I got dressed and left.

I had to figure out where to go which was nuts/crazy- I had no idea- and the drinks, but I ended up on a freeway that I knew which way I lived, so I drove, and I made it.

I'm totally confused, and maybe mad, because this wasn't anything I did. She did it all. Like I had no choice. It's going to be so weird at the next meeting.

I gotta delete this one.

I'm so f...ing confused.

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Thoughts outloud 8 https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4146-Thoughts-outloud-8 Fri, 02 Aug 2019 08:39:00 GMT ... #8 Officers, the higher ups, police, army, fire departments. Captains and above, eventually lieutenants. And anyone that is a... ...


Officers, the higher ups,
Anyone scholastically inclined. Teachers, doctors...
I think however, often we can exclude the engineers; mathematicians of any kind really. Though degreed they tend to view things without emotion. That's what's needed. It's why Wall Streeters were recruited for the C. I.A. - their outlook is based on numbers, statistical analysis, 'dispassionate personalities', they are trained to go against emotion; to follow mathematical sense towards a goal while ignoring their base urges, or emotions regardless of the consequences to others; that is irrelevant. Perhaps they were attracted to such because their natural tendencies?

Of course, we could not use them - epitomizing the old system- assignment would be total, absolute.

And naturally, everyone would have to interviewed carefully.

Again, a culling; more listing, assigning. But one thing we do seem to have plenty of is people.

Not "seem to-". That is indecisive thinking. I need to stop that. We "have plenty". And we could use less. It never ends.

Towards the greater future.
I will speak again.

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Thoughts outloud 7 https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4138-Thoughts-outloud-7 Sun, 28 Jul 2019 16:48:33 GMT ... #7 I was looking up the word cult/occult. It means hidden or secret; like our meetings. I had thought it was about religion, but it... ...





One of the important jobs will be the making of lists.

Yes, of course the new ordinances and laws will have to be written, which is a huge writing task and responsibility, and though there is already the police (or military)to enforce them, the new changes will require lots of new training for them, new manuals etc., which is another massive writing task. But what I'm focusing on is the issue of those who refuse to follow those new rules, and more specifically, the making of lists.

There's always a resistance to great change. The greater the change, the more resistance. That's where the lists come in.

It's kind of overwhelming, 'daunting' I guess you'd say, how many names there are already to start with, the obvious ones, and how the lists will keep getting longer. The numbers are massive.

I'm okay, though, with that. It's what's needed, what it takes. And I won't be the only one working on it.

Right now I'm thinking about who, or what 'types' are to be included.

As I said, there will be those who are obvious about it, the outspoken. They are against things openly, against us and what we're for, now, openly disagreeing, and they are easily identified; the easy ones.

Some others will be those those who were for it, for the changes, but once implemented, they will have changed their minds. We call those 'the disaffected' and they must be dealt with swiftly. They bear a sort of 'gravity of opinion' which is extremely dangerous. It's like they've thought about things, seen both sides- the before and after- and now they judge it to be worse after than how it was before.

That kind of thinking can lead to all kinds of things. And that sort of thing can become contagious. It needs to nipped in the bud with fast action.

I don't want to be a part of that, the actual actions taken. I'll just make the lists and hand them over.

What's the most difficult will be the silent resistors, the hidden ones. They may not say anything, ever, but if given the opportunity, they will cheat.

There's always those that will look for a way to get around things, to 'get away with it', and not get caught. That's a for-sure, a given.

Identifying or finding them is a harder task requiring a lot of strategy, tactics, ingenuity. Some will be the friends of those who were the outspoken, or of the disaffected, so the arrest nets should include any and all family and acquaintances. They don't all have to be taken right away, but the names need to be recorded for future assignment.


We know how it will go: The initial shock of arrest should be enough for most. The rest will seem to 'fall into line'. But after a period of time, after that shock,and things 'calm down' they will relax, and begin to find loopholes or ways around things, cheating the system; but again, that is to be expected.

What's needed is to increase the motivation to resist that cheating. Something that seems to work well is to publicize the arrests of the cheaters, telling some of how that cheating occurs. You have to tell the story some so others can relate. Telling some of what was done and then showing the perpetrators being led away, the 'what happens' is a great tactic. Some interviewed reactions, outrage or surprise at such crimes from 'random' bystanders are good, too, though I guess we can leave that to our media experts. Nothing new there. This a secondary way of instilling proper behavior.

A third way is to over time arrest all acquaintances of the perpetrators, and even, surprisingly, especially ones where it is obvious the case that they had nothing to do with it. You let the public see this; come up with their own conclusions. This instills confusion as well as motivates.

You see, the law needs to be the law, no exceptions, and there's no rationalizing it. Unless it's about rationalizing the effectiveness. Overall effect is what's important, another 'equity of outcome'. It's important to show that no one is above the law, that no one is better, and that we can all become 'assigned'.

I like that word. I came up with it myself. The lists are of their names, which are like signatures, except we don't need them to sign anything; we sign it for them. We assign them. They become the 'assigned'. This is the type ingenuity that's needed- words (yes, just one form).

There will be issues, like the logistics of holding space for instance.That can be solved by speeding up processing. Judges and courts schedules, as well. An assumption needs to be made that the guilty are the arrested. Many sentences will need to be carried out, quickly. In extreme circumstances even in the field; in hours or even less. We could have mobile 'roving judges', teams, of course, with security, the right equipment and vehicles, making 'house calls', so to speak, like doctors, or more like surgical teams there to remove things.

There will be errors, statistically, but again, the overall benefits outweigh the issues of the few as equity is the thing. It needs to be spread as evenly as possible. And it's mathematical , statistical, not personal. Again, equal.

Anyway, back to the lists. Anything I can do now for the coming time is bound to help. I know it's not now, like today, but it could be anytime. I really know that. These are just the people I know of, my friends, or acquaintances. Could even be my family members.

That's how important it is: more important than family. It's important for me to remember that. This is all in the future, I know.

Towards the greater future.
I will speak again. ]]>
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thoughts outloud 6 https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4131-thoughts-outloud-6 Thu, 25 Jul 2019 13:28:08 GMT ...

There's entirely too much talking.








Toward the greater future.
I will speak again. ]]>
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Thoughts outloud 5 https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4130-Thoughts-outloud-5 Wed, 24 Jul 2019 13:54:38 GMT (I've decide from now on to number these. The first one was about my favorite movie. The rest I'm calling my thoughts outloud. It's probably confusing, I know. For me, too. Oh well...)


This is the second time I've seen her.

I don't know who she thinks she is, talking over people. My first thought is that she is very loud and pushy. I was about to say something and she just cut me off. And then I forgot whatever point I was going to make.

I don't know what her name is- starts with an 'E'. We're not supposed to know, in case, you know, someone gets caught or interrogated - the less we know- but I saw she had it written on her notebook - a black binder - 'E-something...'

What names start with 'e'? Enid, Ethel, Eliza? They all sound like old-lady names. Her voice is not old, but she looks kind of old, like dresses plain or something, with glasses. I don't think she's old.

She got into it with 'D'. I'm calling him 'D' just in case ( like I said earlier) and she was yelling or talking really fast and got right in his face. It was kind of shocking. Everything he said she had an answer, and when someone else chimed in she spun on that guy- so fast- and went right at him with her finger wagging.

I don't think I could ever do that - answer so quick and... forcefully. I'd probably be spraying it and get embarrassed. But she just like spun so quick, and answered so quick it was shocking. I wish I could do that.

Anyway, I kept staring at her, and then she looked right at me , and I turned my eyes away. Now I'm at the meetings and the first damn thing I think before I get there is : is she going to be there?and once I do get there all I can do is search for her. It's ridiculous because what would I say to her? Don't talk over me?!

I keep telling myself to just think of something else; not her. There is important stuff to get done.

Except for forgetting my important point the rest of the meeting was fine. I just feel like I need to keep up with people or I'll get left behind. It's important I state my ideas so they respect me. I need to show that I'm not just a drone, but important, useful. More than useful, like... needed.

I don't know why I'm writing this down - it's stupid. I just think I should keep a record in case. I don't know what for.

Toward the greater future.
I will speak again. ]]>
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thoughts outloud https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4129-thoughts-outloud Tue, 23 Jul 2019 13:18:07 GMT ...


That would just be chaos, like we have now.

True freedom has to do with equality. Like the French: liberte, egalite. Freedom means everyone gets to be free from the tyranny and oppression, forever. Not some silly, selfish notions of each person saying or doing whatever they feel.

We need to teach that.

Toward the greater future. ]]>
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Thoughts outloud https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4127-Thoughts-outloud Mon, 22 Jul 2019 13:52:09 GMT ...

Breaking things, breaking eggs.


We know what has to be done. It comes right after. First you break the sytems, then you break the people. You have to in order to rebuild. Everything has to go, otherwise you get the same thing all over again- same people (with their same way of thinking...), (- and you get the- ) same thing.

And it's work that's never completely done. There will always be those who don't fit in. It's not even sad. It's just the way it is; part of the process. Culling the herd, there's no way around it.

There's a term for it, what's needed: Liquidation.
In Christianity they call it separating the chafe. It's ironic because to them it happens after you die. For us, it's when you die. If you think about it, it's only natural. It makes total sense. Even Darwin said it: Survival of the fittest. The fit survive - the ones that fit- and if you don't fit, you're unfit.
Well, then...

The beautiful thing about liquidation is that the liquefied evaporate quickly, like water. I know, I'm talking metaphor, but it's as if they'd never existed. No memory. Those that knew them are afraid to speak of them ( or they may reveal their own guilt) and those that come after will have no knowledge of them. Because no one 'remembers'.

Anyway, that's in the future. I sometimes like to think of it, to prepare myself. It could be any day now. I get butterflies. Silly, isn't it? But it is so... thrilling. I can't wait.

I know it won't be easy. It takes a strong person, a very true, and loyal-to-the-cause type of person with a clear vision of the future to do what needs to be done without questioning.

I think I'm ready. I hope they pick me. Not for the 'actions', but for other things. Like, I can keep track of things, you know like listing names. I think I'd be good at that. Like, their name, and the action called for. I can write those lists. I've already started. I haven't told anyone at our meetings, but I will, when it's needed. They'll see I've already started. That I'm good at it.

I have to stop now because I feel so funny.

That often happens. I'm in the middle of things, like thinking alone in my room, and I start to feel bad, maybe for no reason, just like how things are, so I think of something else to feel good.

People have even noticed. I'll be thinking about it -somewhere around regular people- and I may let out a laugh.

They ask what's funny, and I have to lie. If they really knew it would probably freak them out. I once told someone and they looked at me real strange every time after that, and that's not a good thing for now, but maybe a good thing later, like when it's needed.

They said it sounded horrible. I didn't say anything back. I knew then I shouldn't have said it. It wasn't time, yet. That's later. Like, if I get that job. I can't wait.

Towards the greater future.
I will speak again. ]]>
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...just thinking out loud. https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4120-just-thinking-out-loud Sat, 13 Jul 2019 13:43:24 GMT I'm sitting here feeling wrong, again. I often do this.


For now, I might as well enjoy it- all the things that I 'have' - the things that are there, here, temporarily, that I get to use- like my imported coffee- right now- that I pay less for- and that big flat-screen t.v. hanging over on the wall that I watch, and all the rest, everything, along with all that extra square footage going to waste right here where we live when there are so many going without!

One time we figured it out, and there's room for fifteen sleeping bags! (- if we took out the furniture). And that's just one room! Imagine if everyone did that? With every store, home, or office there's more than enough shelter for all- and we'd never have to build another building again!

Of course, I can't say any of this, not to most people- my family, my friends- only to the other members in our group- I mean, we can speak freely- but most people would get upset. I know because I've tested it.

But someday. Soon, I think, and then they won't have a choice - it will just be. I think that now people just have too many choices.

Some eggs will have to get cracked, but that's just what happens. Probably, a lot of eggs.

It bothers- not the eggs, but the stuff- and I need to push it away- don't think about it too much, and instead think ofthe right stuff -as long as I keep in mind the wrongness overall of everything. That's how you'll change it- when it's time.

"A good heart- " my friend says. I say that's a judgement in itself - 'old thinking', but they say no, it's compassion. But even that word is too old, I think. For now it's useful, and we need it, but compassion, I think, is really too personal- like for one person- selfish.
There are things that are just wrong, and things that are just right.

And meanwhile, I'm drinking my imported coffee and thinking about all those diesel plumes going back and forth across the sea, and how we're exploiting the people of all these far away places, while those fumes destroy the planet; perpetuating the oppression and injustices.

My friend reminds me that I should be careful to not be so specific- that when the new time comes I will be useful, so don't get myself on a list of wrong thinkers - regressives. Party members will still need to drink their coffee up in the places too cold to grow that coffee, so certain allowances must be made- you just have to weigh the overall benefits of things versus rights; as long as we keep pushing everywhere that's needed to further it along we're doing okay. Of course there's always more we could. That's why we're never satisfied, because its never enough.

I don't know - it just feels wrong, all this stuff, but I will try.

Toward the greater future. I will speak again ]]>
watching my favorite movie https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4105-watching-my-favorite-movie Thu, 27 Jun 2019 12:44:58 GMT I was watching my favorite movie Doctor Zhivago- which is about a man's struggles with giving up the last vestiges of his bourgeois life- truly inspiring and should be shown to all children- when someone knocked on the door.


If they ask me I will turn it in, but right now I'm going to keep it in case they need me when the time comes.

So, it was only the neighbor, who can be so annoying, but it was okay this time, and we actually had a nice conversation. There have been many.

He was just there to talk about some goings on in the neighborhood like our other neighbor who had got sick and died recently, and an accident out on the highway today, where they had blocked the road.

I think there must've been fatalities as they never bother to block a road otherwise.

Anyway it was ok that he came- like I said, and I guess he could come again as long as it is something I like that he wants to talk about.

After, I got back to my movie and it was one of my favorite parts where the secret policeman who also happens to be the original OB 1 Kanobi ( old version) is watching while Omar Shereef's character is out in the freezing cold stealing pieces of a wood fence or some siding so he can burn it to try to keep his small son and family warm.

The secret policeman decides not to arrest him, which is wrong- but I think it is in his prerogative as a government official, as he was hoping to eventually rehabilitate him toward the greater good in the future.

I might've opted for his liquidation, but then it is a movie, and killing off the main character would have sent the story off into an entirely different direction. There was a great lesson there and sometimes you have to make allowances- sort of like Mao said: breaking an egg to create the omelette.

Spoiler alert!!
So he- the doctor- eventually dies (of a heart condition which is ironic, as he is s doctor) but not before giving up everything in selfless service to society , including his poetry (which again in another irony is later ruled appropriate and not immoral) which is another great lesson for all of us to take to heart as we move forward toward a great and just future.

Thank you. I will speak again ]]>
a little tour of work https://www.writingforums.com/entries/4080-a-little-tour-of-work Wed, 29 May 2019 13:03:45 GMT ...

What's all this stuff?



They're Italian.


I don't know, because they're Italian.


So's the faucets.


Italian, and expensive.

Oh... Why?

Gotta fit the house. It's expected.

What's wrong with American?

They can't do the finishes.

Why not?

I don't know - they just don't. These are all computer- Robots build them. They're more precise.

Then how come Fiats suck?

Maybe they did- maybe they don't, now. I don't know.
The doors are all Italian, too.


The finishes on them, are. Don't touch it.

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