Love is the Skeleton Key of Existence, don’t put Horns on the Almighty
The wind is howling across the tundra and although it is not winter yet I can see the timber wolves slinking through the pines
War and Peace meets James Michener at a Meth Tasting Cocktail Party in a Double Wide …
In a world of appearances and fun house mirrors it can be very difficult to tell the difference between what is and what is not.
In Pursuit of Everlasting Praise of the Everlasting
We said, long ago that Trump could well be a stalking horse for Hillary. It becomes more and more evident that that is the truth at some level
Would You Like Some More Asiago Cheese with your Pinot Grigio?
As Les Visible explains, some big names in the ‘alternative’ media canned him because he talks about the ineffable.
The Continuing Dissolution of all that is Fine and Honourable Within Us
The least of what lies beyond is significantly greater than anything you will find here, unless you are going the wrong way.
Pop Goes Elie the Weasel round the Burning Mullberry Bush
To make it against the law to question something is proof positive that there is something being hidden
In the Consideration of Things we Should have Considered
All kinds of strange events are surfacing. Like the massive push of late to ‘gay things up’. Smoking Mirrors explains
Oh Lawd I got 99 … Talking Apocalypse Blues
When you come to Armageddon, independent of which side you are on… the battle is already won
Those Precious, Tenderskinned Prima Donna’s of the Material Plane
Step by step, the sheeple move closer to the abyss and that is the intent of the herders of the common mind
The Fewmits of Pending Destiny Perfume the Throne Room of the Manifest.
Lying is a way of life for some people. Soon the whole landfill of lies will come tumbling on to their heads. I can’t wait
Weasels in the Collider and the Turning Wheel of Fortune
We are in the last gasp of a dying age. It is not just the end of an age but the end of a great cycle. What awaits is transformative beyond human imagination
Taking the Hound of Heaven for a Walk
It seems to me we have a choice every four years between sold out dickhead number one and sold out dickhead number two