October 2010

 
October 29, 2010

A customer visited the store today to shop, take a crap, or both. The rest room was smeared in feces. This person is a proud member of the Great Unwashed. Someone else came by my department and preceded to take items off the shelve in handfuls. They then discarded them to a different shelf. This is a sign of cleverness among those who wallow in the shallow end of the gene pool. A nice note to end this month on.


October 26, 2010

I have accumulated assets. This is something I have not had the luxury of. Here I sit a single man with little overhead. I'm making a good salary for an owned man. I could pick my ass. It's tempting. All I have to do is ride out this economic global nightmare and break bread with the hillbillies. I've picked my ass enough to last one lifetime. Working in this store, picking up a weekly check (did I say decent check) is comfortable. Things are brutal. There is no where else to go. I don't know what the next 25 years will bring.

The plan is square away as much as possible in the next five years. Let my silver appreciate. At 62, I could buy a nice piece of land and live there. Shit, die there. There is one major flaw in this grand scheme. If I have to do what I am doing now for the next five to seven years, I won't make it. I can't work like I am 25. The physical labor I do is ridiculous. I swear, it will send me to an early grave. If the world is to end in the immediate future, I need to be doing something else. If I am doomed to watch this circus continue another 25 years, I need to be doing something else.

Went on a nice walk down my favorite trail. The wind was howling. These past three weeks have been spectacular. It was a joy to be outdoors. Today was no exception. The seasons turn and there is a beauty to it that is timeless.


October 22, 2010

AP Associated Press

* From the article:
Randy Quaid, wife seek refugee status in Canada
Carradine was star of the hit 1970s television series "Kung Fu" and also had a movie career before he hanged himself in Thailand last year. He was 72.
The AP forgot it was reported by reputable sources that David Carradine was murdered in Thailand by two ladyboys. Their identity or motives have never been proven. Hotel surveillance confirms the two visitors to Carradine's room.

The shit gets deeper every day.

I have re-tooled some space I had on WordPress. I'm using this space to express my sheer amazement with a program language I have discovered. It is Smalltalk. It is elegant. It is brilliant. I already have accepted the reality that Powershell will not provide me with change of life / employment opportunity. All I want at this point is to seek knowledge. Once I have read what I have laid aside, and have some mastery of this language, Python and Powershell will not be far behind. Smalltalk is my portal to Object Oriented Cyberspace.

I love this. My bill from American Express. Finance fee's $46.55 Minimum payment due $51.00 Glad I'm scaling the balance down quickly.


October 16, 2010

Was visiting the Smirking Chimp, and read this article by David Michael Green

It starts out deceptively slow. He covers all the politically correct bases before he slips this in ...
... his presidency might suck because he is beholden to the same oligarchical interests as just about everyone else in Washington. Barack Obama let BP completely run amok, before and after the Gulf disaster. He also has received about $80,000 in campaign contributions from them over the last half-decade, more than any other American politician. Maybe that's a coincidence, but I don't think so. Similarly, Wall Street poured tons of money into his campaign, while he gave them nearly everything they could have dreamed of, and staffed his economic team with all the slimy little Goldman Sachs geckos he could find. Was that an accident? Doesn't seem likely. In other words, maybe Obama's failures are hard to explain because they aren't failures at all. Maybe he is serving his plutocratic masters quite well, thank you very much.
Off tomorrow. Good day to move the Powershell boulder up the hill.


October 14, 2010

I remember seeing this. I do not know what movie this clip is from. It was a good movie. I like Steven Seagal.


Disclose.tv - Steven Seagal Tells All (New World Order) Video



October 13, 2010

An absolutely perfect Fall day. I still find it difficult to appreciate how fleeting it all is. With my sensitivities, I would think I could grasp this. I still wander. My sword is rusty. This is a fine example of rolling over and playing dead. I criticize others. I hold myself to the same standards.


October 11, 2010

My shamanic work has bore fruit. The changes that are, and have been occurring, are profound. This metamorphosis has left me unable to express verbally ( presently via the alphabet) what this change entails. The ability to increase intelligence through alchemy is true Hermetic Science. The Left Hand understands. The couch potato satanists haven't got a clue. I have never been able to find something to believe in. I have passion. This passion has never found purpose. This is a flaw being overcome. There is only one commitment that has to be made. The Path of the Great Work.

I need to sit down sometime and actually write a short story, an article, something. This is something I can do. This was something I loved. It is potential wasted. I am beginning to better understand computers. Powershell has opened my eyes to the possibilities. This is potential realized. It is agonizing to remain silent, but silence is required.

" ... remember our instructions--to be silent: talk only with those worthy of thy communication--do not give pearls to swine; be friendly to all, but not familiar with all; for many are, as the Scriptures mention--wolves in sheep clothing."

The Magus (1801)
Francis Barrett


October 10, 2010

I am humbled to find articles by people who state in such elegant language my own simple thoughts. Of course, these folks more than likely spend time getting it all down on paper "just right". I rant, rave, and whine. It has it's purpose. It shouldn't be a style. I am aware of this. This article by Jeanette Winterson is impressive. Some highlights:
Modern society is centered around the production and distribution of material goods, rather than the happiness and satisfaction of its participants. Thus Modern man thinks of his life in terms of what he has "to show for it," rather than considering the life itself. ... the present has lost almost all significance for modern man. Instead he spends his life always planning for the future: he studies for a diploma, rather than for the pleasure of learning; he chooses his job for social status, wealth, and "security," rather than for joy; he saves his money for big purchases and vacation trips, rather than to buy his way out of wage slavery and into full time freedom. ...
The full article:
Product is the Excrement of Action


October 3, 2010

I was looking back at some posts from September 2009. I re-added the Tweet thing on the side of the page. I like it. You have the option to visit my page if you choose to. I like the style of writing I was doing last year, and the style of writing I was producing years before that. I liked my prose. I haven't been expressing myself as well as I can, but that has something to do with being more guarded. I wrote with a freedom of verbal abandon. I didn't have a personal agenda. I have considered something else. As far as "who is J. Perry Stonne" is concerned, there isn't anything else I can add. Execution is all that remains. That is why I am taking a break from writing for now. The global agenda isn't going to change. The psychopaths in control will not change the course of history. I am small potatoes. That is the beauty of the Great Work. I said I am not plugged in. In the truest sense, I am not. However, I am still in struggle with forces who consider me no more than a commodity to be exploited, manipulated, and discarded when it's usefulness is no longer needed. Intense & Focused Execution is all that is required of me. There will be interference ... there always is. Take Care.


October 1, 2010

I am not plugged in. It is as simple as that. It is little wonder why my attempts to find peace through cooperation within this program have failed. I don't belong here. I broadcast this telepathically. People don't want to think about this madness we are stuck in. They want to medicate themselves with TV and the wonderful land of make believe. I'm rocking people's boats. I am something greater than what appears on the surface. People don't like this. It is a threat. That is why I am so disliked by so many people for no reason. My very awareness of the disintegration of humanity's potential forces others to see a glimpse, and this terrifies them. Humanity has forgotten who we are ... forgotten what we once were. I am only starting to appreciate the possibilities of what we were, and what we could be. I know I will never find joy in the working world of nine to five. It is a slow rotting death goose stepping to the corporate dogma and back stabbing your way up the ladder of success. I have to live. I need money to buy food, pay my bills, and purchase gasoline. I have not found love in my life; a love doing something that brings purpose. As a result I find myself entangled with morons, buffoons, and ignoramuses aka The Great Unwashed. They too are drifting through a meaningless life. There isn't hope they will ever be more than what they are today ... shit. I am not shit.

I was reading a blog post of Jonathan Medd. He was on the first Powershell video I ever saw.
The panel had all the heavy hitters, including Jeffery Snover. According to the recent blog post by Medd Powershell still hasn't caught on. This is good for me. There is room for me to master it and teach others. I had it all ass backwards. That is why I stopped caring about learning the Powershell scripting language. I see things in a new light now. Powershell - XML - Python; the holy trinity. The cutting edge of technology are those things that will create and administer the semantic web. I can become independent. I will have purpose. I will find a place where I belong. Just thought I'd get that down before I called it a night. I know what to do. A hiatus is in order.




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