Travis Besecker's Blog: Apocalypse Coming, page 14
November 30, 2012
GPOY….
No, I do not watch this show.
In fact, this show...
GPOY….
No, I do not watch this show.
In fact, this show single handedly destroyed an entire sub-culture in my humble opinion.
BUT… how often do you hear someone claim to be an Industrial Designer? I think the last time I heard it mentioned was in the 1959 Alfred Hitchcock film “North by Northwest” when Eve tells Roger, “I’m an Industrial Designer”.
November 27, 2012
...I will have all of eternity to do it
Brother Odd by Dean Koontz
You might think that watching them struggle through various kinds of rehab would be heartbreaking, considering that they are often destined to die young. But there is no heartbreak here. Their small triumphs thrill them as much as winning a marathon might thrill you. They know moments of unadulterated joy, they know wonder, and they have hope. Their spirits won’t be chained. In my months among them, I have never heard one child complain.
As medical science has advanced, such institutions as St. Bart’s have fewer kids damaged by severe cerebral palsy, by toxoplasmosis, by well-understood chromosomal abnormalities. Their beds are taken these days by the offspring of women who preferred not to give up cocaine or ecstasy, or hallucinogens, for nine boring months, who played dice with the devil. Other children here were badly beaten-skulls cracked, brains damaged-by their drunken fathers, by their mothers’ meth-rotted boyfriends.
With so many new cells and lightless pits required, Hell must be going through a construction boom these days.
Some will accuse me of being judgmental. Thank you. And proud of it. You wreck a kid’s life, I have no pity for you.
Maybe my lack of compassion for these abusers of children- and other failures of mine-means I won’t see Stormy on the Other Side, that the fire I face will be consuming rather than purifying. But at least if I wind up in that palpable dark where having no cable TV is the least of the inconveniences, I will have the pleasure of seeking you out if you have beaten a child. I will know just what to do with you, and I will have all of eternity to do it.
November 22, 2012
As dressed up as I get… plus my new shirt from Rebecca...
As dressed up as I get… plus my new shirt from Rebecca Corry’s “Stand up for Pits” show. Double plus Dexter begging for my gingerbread cookie.
Happy Black Friday Eve.
November 21, 2012
serious thought
I am an atheist by deduction.
That said, I fantasize about leaving mainstream social bindings and living a life of asceticism. Without the religion of course. I probably wouldn’t do it forever, but I’d definitely enjoy the solitude. I can go days without interacting with another human being except for my children, because, well, they ask a lot of fucking questions and I do receive an immense amount of personal joy from their presence, watching them and being a part of their lives… but… the life of a recluse seems so numbing. And wonderful.
I can imagine being the only person left on the planet and being just perfectly fine with that.
I would crawl back in on myself and live in the world in my own head. Content. Peaceful. Without guilt or judgement or consequence.
There’s a medicinal equivalent of this. I’ve been there. It was lovely. For awhile.
There’s a mental equivalent of this. I’ve been there as well. It can be lovely. For awhile.
I don’t want to ever fall asleep again. I want to bask in my own delusions and build a perfect society in my head until the time comes when I finally find the finality of the final sleep.
Sorry, you guys aren’t invited. It would kind of defeat the purpose.
In death, because I do not believe in an afterlife, I find solace in the dream that the world I’ve come to fantasize about will thrive in my head forever and I’ll leave this existence behind and relish in my own thought leaving the concept of passed time far behind.
1964 Riviera… the one car I’d go all Lance...
1964 Riviera… the one car I’d go all Lance Armstrong* for.
(*give my left nut…)
November 20, 2012
I feel special now.
I feel special now.
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