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The Break of Luxifer

Posted by chas altvater on November 17, 2014 at 4:25 PM Comments comments (1)


 

'What do you mean?'

 

The man from the past asked

 

I have always been right here, right now

 

It is the Rolling Moment

 

That is relentless in persistence

 

Constantly cusping now from before and after'

 

 

'I was never in the past

 

I was born into the Rolling Moment

 

When it existed in the past

 

I ...

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Hallucinations of Emptiness and Mass

Posted by chas altvater on December 1, 2013 at 9:30 AM Comments comments (3)





Hallucinations of emptiness and mass
This is the stuff that fills
Our inattention
Intent nothing but rationalization
What makes us full is our vacancy
Our complacency

We all dream in riddles
Of boxes and cats not alive but not dead
And we hold these images
Tell ourselves its because of the chords they strike
When the truth is we are the cats
Not living not dead
Unaware of the Thing Ravenous
The thing that traps and w...

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Ghosts of the Silver Silence

Posted by chas altvater on September 18, 2013 at 10:30 PM Comments comments (1)



The sun has died
Left bright silver
Above this desert of hungry ghosts
Even what is meant for here
Struggles to be here

I struggle to hear
And be heard
Wrapped in the buzz of silver silence
That is the shout
Of all that was
Constant murmur of what is
Delicious whispers of that yet to be

I see the ghosts that dan...

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The new look of fascism. Dressed up like anything except what it is.

Posted by chas altvater on June 9, 2013 at 7:50 PM Comments comments (0)



When a wolf dressed like your grandma shows up at your door be advised:  That lump is not a gun and he is very happy to see you.

 

I think you are both right . . . or are you both wron...

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Drowning In The Probability Wave

Posted by chas altvater on October 21, 2012 at 9:50 AM Comments comments (0)



 

 

 

He'd never seen a bath tub

Except in a photograph

I thought they were all white, he said


This one is white, he wa...

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Ego, Will and An Email Trigger

Posted by chas altvater on March 27, 2011 at 5:15 AM Comments comments (0)

It was a forward. Said 'Islam' translates as 'submission'. The resulting unresearched stream of consciousness riffing occurred between the hours 2:35 zulu and 14:47 zulu, Twentysix March, 2011. I figure if cable news can report opinions of events as 'news' hell, I can report confabulation as fact. Any similarity to channeled info from Seth or Ramtha, hey, I read those books. I paid my dues. I cut my New-Age chops on 'Journeys Out of the Body' by Monroe and 'Journey To Ixtlan' by C...

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The King of the Surf Guitar

Posted by chas altvater on February 3, 2011 at 10:12 PM Comments comments (1)

I lived in Twenty nine Palms in the mid to late 90's and had a job as a 'Primestar' (one of the original sat tv systems) installer. I pulled a work order for an install for a party named Dale Dick. I lived about eight miles east of 29 and the address for this job was 2 or 3 miles from my house.


The place looked typical for the area, haphazard phases of construction all gone kind of dilapidated. The ...

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W.P.O.D.

Posted by chas altvater on December 29, 2010 at 4:59 PM Comments comments (0)

Just Say No

Collateral Damage

A Thousand Points Of Light

A Kinder And Gentler America

Yes, But I Didn’t Inhale

I Did Not Have Sex With That Woman

Terrorists

Evil-Doers

Republican Guard

Weapons Of Mass Destruction

Shock And Awe

BDA (Bomb Damage Assessment)

Katrina

Insurgents

Smart Bombs

Laser Guided Munitions

W.M.D.

Embedded Media

Insurgents

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The Ghost of Phillip Morris

Posted by chas altvater on September 12, 2010 at 4:51 PM Comments comments (1)

Never saw a haunted house

Have seen a few people, though

Sometimes in the mirror

Shadow shapes

Clouds of smoke

Things that always remind

Even when we wish to forget

Spectres that lie

Insist I am hungry

With the first coffee

 

'Oh yeah,' they say, 'You definitely hungry.'

 

'But I just ate,' I start. Stop. 'Fuck. I am hungry,' I whisper at something that...

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Blue Collar Eulogy

Posted by chas altvater on September 7, 2010 at 5:15 AM Comments comments (4)


From my Myspace blog:

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