Jack Barth and the life that he lives
I remember when Jack was a young boy. He was a happy little lad. Free and easy and only interested in playing and showing himself off to the little girls next...
View ArticleJumping for Jesus
3. Jumping for Jesus“God damnit Jack I hate it when you jump and don’t let me know ahead of time. It just throws me for a loop! Where the fuck are we? None of this looks familiar.”This was one of...
View ArticleMaybe Tomorrow
Maybe tomorrowMaybe tomorrow this will all make sense.Maybe tomorrow the dream will cease to exist.Maybe Tomorrow the white knight will ride into the square and save the beautiful damsel in...
View ArticleCrying
The trip back to the gulag was filled with light conversation and I noticed that Barth was having some trouble breathing and moving. It’s a strange dance with Barth because...
View ArticleThe latest blog entry
You know the trouble with travelling in time is that in one of those movements of travel you had to die to complete the process necessary for time travel to continue. Then your path in life is to not...
View ArticleMagnificent days of wonder and surprise
Oh those days of wonder and magic. Those days when all of life’s energiescollides with the consciousness of all sthat is anything,That is everything and that is a part of this infinite universe.When...
View ArticleBarthoff on a tangent, Feeding the beast
She loved sucking on my toes on the rightfoot. Always sucking and licking on my toes.What turned her on more than anything wasrubbing against the place where my big toe used tobe, or grand toe as the...
View ArticleAn update to Bart”s blog
The last time i wrote in the blog I was being admitted to the hospital again, well I think. It’s all been quite a blur for me. you know shitting myself and being cleaned off and such things as...
View ArticleTo close to death
Laying on my side waiting for the nurse to come with my pain medicine. They occasionally will just ignore you not because they are bad people no they just are not the same person they were...
View ArticleAnd so it goes
I found myself saying to my dear brother, “Your three older brothers have not made good and rational choices throughout their sad occasionally miserable lives. Ah but there were those times of...
View ArticleAn untamed spiritual consciousness
I remember in the early days of this experience I was let loose on Christmas evening 2012 and I went to my Dear Brother’s home. It was just my dear brother, his oldest boy, tuck and myself....
View ArticleBlind in one eye (New Title)
Blind in one eye (New Title)Mical PeaceI’m not dead yet I’m not used to people showing love, care and concern for me. It doesn’t mean that I haven’t had people showing me love, care and...
View ArticleWhen memories come crashing through
When those moments of memories hit your daily working and highly functional mind you feel the sensation of sheer terror immediately wanting to cry. The fascinating thing about this whole...
View ArticleDon Quixote’s Solar Windmill
The pangs of loneliness cut deep like a butcher knife. The remembering of things long gone is like hands tearing out my guts. Cutting and slipping both hands into me...
View ArticleHumility
Humility Today is a day where I realize that my disability and illness is a burden to my daughter Sunflower and my dear brother. Don’t get me wrong dear reader they do this with nothing but...
View ArticleOpen Salon, you Suck!
I hear too many arrogant voices tell tales of our demise as if our words never mattered. Fuck them all where it is dark and dangerous! The problem is that we all got sick and diseased...
View ArticleIt’s all about the way we look at things
It’s all about the way we look at things He was a strange man and had always been that way. His ideas were liberal and at times radical to some. He always however knew right from wrong and he...
View ArticleNo one can have the truth get out there.
No one can have the truth get out there. It’s a justly perfect example of how our government does not work anymore. How our schools are crumbling in front of us. How the one percent...
View ArticleWords
I am at a loss for words. I feel myself tumbling, plummeting from the grand floating extraordinary clouds and know that I will eventually fall through the last cloud and either be rumpled to...
View ArticleTime takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth. You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette. The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget oh, how, how, how,...
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