Be Smart as Paint

Smoking Mirrors – September 7, 2012

Dog Poet Transmitting…….
May your noses always be colder and wetter when you are older, unless dry comes back in style…
…Oh the frost is on the pumpkin and the aft has gone agley, come you back, you British soldiers to the swamps of Mandalay, where the Chinese Checkers gamers, have Clint Eastwood thinking that he is Dr. Seuss and the dawn comes up like thunder on your iPod, cheek to cheek. Was that where I first did see him/her? Smoking of a wacking white cheroot? Was he/she wasting Christian kisses on a heathen idols foot? Fookin idol made of mud, what they called the great god Bud; plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed her where she stood on the road to “Whatevah”.…(plagiarism allowed. He doesn’t mind.)
We got atmosphere. We got the kind of atmosphere that John Denver must have been flying through when he forgot to gas up his ultra light. ♫Rocky mountain♫ …Hi Colorado, you still there? They say that Scorpio is a water sign, unless it’s a dollar sign. Are you with me so far? Uh huh, right. Huh? Right. As we decline into the fall of the empire. As the empire falls, the prices go up. They go sky high, so that only the rich can afford, what there is more than enough of for all. It’s not enough for the rich to have enough because there is no ‘enough’ in their vocabulary. I might digress and ask; does size matter. Ladies? Does it cost as much as that life ticket on your health? General world culture appears to be a big Mylar balloon, a Macy’s, Thanksgiving’s Day float. Poof! It’s gone.
Culture has been chopped up on the mirror, into lines, you are standing in lines, with the KY lube in your hands and they are snorting it through the hole in your brain. You can forget about the rain in Spain falling mainly on the plain. And June, Spoon, Moon, too, soon. Alphabet City is in the kitty litter box. Watch your box, cause you are in one. Watch your box cause you are in one and possibly to be sleeping in one in the late great state of; you are not invited. Sure, you can feed at the troughs for the moment but then the moment will change and you cannot possibly keep it together when the scorpion stings. The good news is that the scorpion, like evil, will sting itself to death. Let us hope you have made the right adjustments before you run out of breath.
Here is the thing with systems. They are constrained by the dynamics of their composition. Capitalism always turns into a police state because the greed heads don’t know when to stop. This is why I don’t eat pork. Nothing says corruption like bacon on the griddle and Smithfield makes it best. What is that thing about selling it but not consuming it? Kind of like the heroin dealer that has no interest in using what he’s selling. In my world, if I sell something, it would be something I believe in and something I use. “You’re smart as paint, Jim”. I guess I’ll Treasure Island my mind and pleasure the rest of me further up my road. The same time zone does not mean the same time frame.
We are the people that might have been. You should have gotten in touch with us then. Because the same old is, strangely (irony alert), still the same old same old and it happens over and over and over again and again and again and again.
This world is a very strange place. You never know what is gonna happen to anyone at any time. It’s a great big world with continents and countries, languages, colors of skin and all of the shit we can’t seem to get in and then out again. There are people who have made this world strange in an ugly way and they continue to perform these things and keep on today but their system is self destructive and it’s too bad you got to be here in these days, but all of you must have come here for some kind of reason; to just live and die for temporary possessions and excitements, to wander bewildered, to turn into stone, or ashes, or dust, or for the hope and promise of making the best part of yourselves to be realized, so that we can find each other among ourselves betwixt the kith and kin of a new world that is coming, up out of the rubble and ashes, of this unfortunate past. Those few who have plundered our lives and our freedoms and turned what could have been different into shimmering heaps of shit are about to get their reward. You don’t have to go down with it.
This will be short and brief. All kinds of things come like thieves in the night and not all of them are bad. Stay frosty, stay sharp. Keep a weather and an inner eye. Vigilance has it’s purpose. Later.
End Transmission…….
Radio broadcast this weekend sometime.


Smoking Mirrors looks at much of what the mainstream media ignores. While in Profiles in Evil, he seeks to expose those shrouded in darkness to nature’s most powerful disinfectant, light.

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