#1 Love

Life is havoc wreaked upon us,
we drink aqua from sapphires,
bemused in spite of it.
Inspired because of it.

She might be gone,
but the house is still here.
Stands sturdy, German construction in the ghetto.
Nothin' 'bout these walls are hollow.

But they are hallowed.
    Even if you only see squalor. 
        There's still laughter in the parlor, 
               so please excuse my pallor, 
                   and don't you dare call us fuckin' 
"parlor libertarians".
     Anymore.

We're all Einsteins & librarians,
cancer-free vegetarians,
radical radicals.

We're gonna brake protocol,
heed the call,
and start a new procedure.  

Ramrod this roughshod ramshackle politic 
because our love is thick--
    --thicker than your poisoned water. 

You always want me to think 
faster, smarter, better,
...but I decline to think at all.

I don't want your school books,
your dirty teachers' looks.

I don't want to be deprived of the sun 
or the soil.

Your system spoils 
    lives.

We struggle to just breathe and be.

What you call freedom,
     is depraved captivity.

So focus on the real enemy 
that steals your children and pull
    your own whodunit Houdini.

Tap out.

Run your own game.

Because this duck is fucked
    and it's lame.

She wrote the writing on this wall.

She ran with me down this hall.

She is part of The All.

#1 Love

   ...my...
         ...number one...

               Love,

Your Goldfish Didn't Run Away

So on the way home from work today I was behind a car with a Batman logo sticker and a bumpersticker that said, "Your Goldfish Didn't Run Away," and I know there was an earthquake in China, there's an epidemic Ebola outbreak in Africa, and it seems like Russia and Isreal are basically starting wars right now...  ...but...  I'm seriously pondering the meaning of those bumpstickers.  Especially the comment on the goldfish running away...

I mean...goldfish don't run away.  Did that person suffer from shield type parenting?  Were they the ever more so jaded and glub because of it?  Is it about self delusion of obvious truths?  The white lie that's off-white? 

Were they less upset by the lie of Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy?  Were they not told these lies?  Were they exposed to every reality, except that of death?  Had they come home one day, a plump pink youth, careless on the matters of death and dying to only come upon the fumbling parent that was too honest to replace the goldfish outright but in the face of such despicable truth, they faulter on their truth telling and profess crazily that their children's beloved pet had impossibly ran away?  To spare them loss but to only instead replace it with false hope?  So their kid pauses perplexed by such an obvious lie, that they lose some of the pink, some of the plumpness.

Knowing, they had been abandoned and that they had been left by their much beloved pet.

Yet feeling hesitant to believe this.

When the real truth is...

...that kid over fed that goldfish, until its stomach exploded.  So the kid is an unintentional murderer. 

The parent doesn't know this however.  So, they lie to their kid.  And even though the kid knows the parent is lying, they choose to believe their lie.  Only to live out a moment of scorn sometime in middle school, when every classmate calls bullshit on the story of a run away goldfish.

So the kid crys and stammers.  They can't defend their lying parent.

But at 25 they can get a customized bumper sticker made from a website for only $10, and they put it, like a forever motto on the bumper of their car.  So even insignificant strangers like myself would go on, touched and moved by a very minor event, wondering at how they came about championing for Dada-esque truth.

Because the truth is, that goldfish really didn't fucking run away, it peddled away on a damn bike.

But who the hell is going to believe *that*?

Hobby Lobby, Corporate Personhood, and Vampires

The Hobby Lobby court ruling is bullshit.

Here's why it is bullshit: 

"Believing with you that religion is a matter which lies solely between [Woman] & [her] [Hathor] (God), that [she] owes account to none other for [her] faith or [her] worship, that the legitimate powers of government reach actions only, & not opinions, I contemplate with sovereign reverence that act of the whole American people which declared that their legislature should 'make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof,' thus building a wall of separation between Church and State."  - Thomas Jefferson in a letter to the Danbury Baptist Association in 1802.

A separation between church and state in America was encouraged by Jefferson because he was intelligent enough to know that religious dogma is essentially an opinion and that opinion's should not dictate governmental policies. 

So say Susan is 14 and pregnant and wants to get an abortion.  But Susan's Uncle Steve is against it because Uncle Steve thinks abortion is murder.  Thinking abortion is murder is actually an opinion, not a fact though, Uncle Steve.  Because when someone assigns a zygote, blastocyst, embryo, or fetus personhood due to religious zealotry, that dogmatic opinion stating a mass of cells is a person just doesn't make it so.  For the concept of what defines "personhood" is a subjective opinion, not an objective one and philosophical, at best.  

For instance, in Trustees of Dartmouth College v. Woodward – 17 U.S. 518 (1819), the U.S. Supreme Court recognized corporations as having the same rights as natural persons to contract and to enforce contracts. Then in Santa Clara County v. Southern Pacific Railroad – 118 U.S. 394 (1886), the Chief Justice Morrison Waite made the concept of corporate personhood even more clear when he stated, "The court does not wish to hear argument on the question whether the provision in the Fourteenth Amendment to the Constitution, which forbids a State to deny to any person within its jurisdiction the equal protection of the laws, applies to these corporations. We are all of the opinion that it does."  Two years later, in Pembina Consolidated Silver Mining Co. v. Pennsylvania – 125 U.S. 181 (1888), the Court held: "Under the designation of 'person' there is no doubt that a private corporation is included [in the Fourteenth Amendment]. Such corporations are merely associations of individuals united for a special purpose and permitted to do business under a particular name and have a succession of members without dissolution."  And this doctrine has been reaffirmed by the Court many, many times since.

Honestly, it's extremely outrageously dangerous that our Supreme Court is contending that corporations and undeveloped fetuses are more of a human being than an actual human being is. 

Unborn entities are recognized as people because apparently wombs and women are mere hosts of labor (pun entirely intended) but not assigned the same dignity of personhood.  Nothing demonstrates this crippling dehumanization more than the Hobby Lobby decision.  It's tacky, ridiculous, insulting, depraved, and uncivil, America.  Susan trying to achieve more with her life than become an out-of-wedlock teen mom by 15 is a noble aspiration and y'all ought to be ashamed of yourselves for expecting a child to sacrifice their still germinating life because, let's be real, they made A MISTAKE.  A mistake that doesn't only adversely impact Susan's life, but the yet-to-be life of that yet-to-be person that wasn't put there by immaculate conception!  Her entire life, she's bombarded with advertising, everything from sexy pop commercials to soft core porn in plots that have made violence against women a troupe for Christ's sake.  Her entire life, she's sold and told to wear clothes that are pink, frilled, lacy, and improper--because sometimes, that's ALL that's on the shelf.  Susan grows up in a world where #LikeAGirl is an insult.  Where she's shamed for putting out but chased to let someone put it in.  You can't assign the choice only to the fault to the female when you're crushing her with a patriarchy that treats her like fucking frilly furniture you can screw whenever it strikes your fancy.  
      

(American sucker.)

I am sick and tired of all these scientific and technological and sociological ignoramuses ruining everything for the rest of us actual educated, moralistic, real people.  Real people that care about the quality of the life that's given to life, grasping, that that's the real sin, letting children live listless in squalor, letting true brilliance and talent just rot on the alter of money.  Because you think glory is the hole in the opening of life.  Glory is the actual product of life.  Woman aren't clamoring for men to wear chastity belts because male masturbation is genocide.  It's not our fault we got or get pregnant or live in an ass-backwards society that dictates a male God's will can be altered with fertility drugs--no problem; but actively miscarriage?--than you're a souless whore.  Your religiously fueled opinion should not influence what happens to my actual real life.  And yes, making life and causing death is A PART of the human experience, you cannot cause war and yet suspend my ability to decide creation as a female, that is NOT for you to say sirs.  It's just not.

This...*ruling*...degrees no separation of corporation and religion, and since any half-wit should know by now that we live in an corporate run oligarchy, it's really important to grasp the real actual danger in this particular outcome.  I'm honestly surprised that no one on the net seems to be drawing attention to this fact (as far as I've seen).  I can't predict the future but I am going to ascertain that this does not bode well for us.  Is the cross of the future going to be a golden M or a pair of mouse ears?

Corporations aren't fucking people.

I'm a fucking person.

Corporations can literally live *forever*  - so you know what that really makes them?--Vampires.
          

 And y'all know to deal with bloodsuckers.  

We could even...make a hobby out of it.    

Where Americans Live

You live in ruins,
You live in movies.

Feed your children poison.
You feed your children disease. 

You silence your women,
And cut down your trees.

You live in suburbs,
You skin both your knees.

You don't own, you rent,
but you're both on the lease.

You buy for satisfaction,
You fuck for release.

And if you feel uncertain,
even while he sleeps...

You know it's no Civil Iron Curtain,
he just never says please.

You live in ruins.
You live in TVs.

Post Title - (poem)

Pompadour,

Ostrea puelchana_

do we languish

as we suffer alone?

isolated

in these little glass shells

where you located
under the skin?

in these timeless hells we call
home?

and if I misspoke

why'd you misstep?--

--on that loose step on the stair

sometimes you don't see the bruises
because they're under the hair

you wanna whisper I was golden?

that my red delicious was stolen?

when thee entire system is sentimental & ornamental

while we lie as dust blowin'
in a transcendental wind

where havin' a kid is taking a bid
and the adults don't know that the present *IS* the future...

and you know it's comin'
but you don't know when

& you cry into your pillow because no one listened

and you've been disowned

found yourself wishing

you'd been left

alone.

5 Aquatic Creatures That Redefine "Sexuality"

I love me some human transgenders, because it helps me contemplate the divine collective spirit that connects us all.  It allows me to perceive identity as something fluid and to be self-actualized; instead of engineered by society.    

These notions have assisted me in choosing to become a feminist, have allowed me to believe in a love that defies societal constraints or dynamics, it's basically why... 
...I'm so groovy.  

But what I love most about the androgynous, the transgenders, transsexuals, hermaphrodites, and transvestites - is their truly uncanny ability to reflect ourselves as a society back to ourselves as a society, and we can see how while we endeavor to appear to become so sexy in the eye of some imagined beholder (no matter how programmed some of us are for whose eyes these days...) on occasion we fail to see how silly we look to other beholden. 

Not to say Nikki Nicole looks silly but don't we all look kinda silly?  If you really think about all the pompadour and pageantry we put on for each other, which ultimately ends in disappointment and heartache, only because we have not dared to fully know nor express our truest self and instead catered to a lesser lustful self?  

So it is with the greatest pleasure and reverence do I bring you five aquatic creatures that redefine notions of "sexuality".

#1). The Blue-headed wrasse fish 

This fish lives in harems, about a dozen females to one male.(Sounds prudy, pimp 'amirite bromosexuals?)  But when the colorful male dies, the largest female in the harem changes into a male at will, even adopting the same flashy colors.  The transformation takes roughly a week, at this time she dons not merely the colors but behaviors of a male, capable of successfully fertilizing the eggs of his/her former companions with the sperm he/she is now creating.

  

Chromosomes don't govern the process of sex, merely the social signal of the disappearance of the male does in this wondrous fish. 

#2). The marine worm, Bonellia viridis 

All of these worms are female, the males, a distinct separate sex, live inside of them.  The 8-10 centimeters long female dwarfs the 5 millimeter long male.  The male lives inside of the female's womb.  Feeding off of her nutrients and only releasing sperm when she's laying eggs.  As larvae they are initially sexless, unless consumed by a female, where her hormones turn the larvae male.  Larvae left untouched by a female's proboscis develop into females themselves.

#3). Platyhelminthes, or flatworms 

  

(They're really beautiful, aren't they?)

Flatworms are hermaphrodites. When two members of the species meet, they have a peculiar duel: they whip out their penises like swordsmen, then try to stab each other with them. The successful stabber becomes the male, while the recipient of the stab becomes the female.  (Talk about awkwardly losing your virginity).  Then it's on like squirmy wormy Donkey Kong all night long!  

#4). Bdelloid Rotifers   

These little ladies have the ability to absorb genetic materials from other species and acquire their abilities. Bdelloid rotifers excised males from their gene pool 80 million years ago.


Sexual reproduction is evolution's way of increasing genetic diversity. There are plenty of species that still reproduce asexually, but there are very few that developed sexual reproduction and then subsequently lost it like this species. The ability to incorporate genetic material from their surroundings may be a strategy for maximizing genetic diversity in lieu of genetic recombination through sexual reproduction.  

Quite fascinating when you really think about it.  Is this the next step in sexual evolution, genetic absorption from the environment within the confines of a perpetual sisterhood?

#5). Ostrea puelchana oyster  

This South American oyster has a reproductive strategy known as rhythmic successive hermphroditism. Larvae settle and, after about a year, become sexually mature males. Then, as they continue to develop, they turn into hermaphrodites. Finally, they end their several years life as females. But not every single Ostrea get to enjoy life as a rhythmic successive hermaphrodite. This species has two, separate reproductive strategies. Ostrea puelchana also possess neotenous dwarf males.

These dwarf males only live for about a year, and they are only found attached to 17% of adult Ostrea. It appears that the dwarf males can only reproduce with exclusively female individuals, not hermaphrodites. Interestingly, when adult density increases, the number of females decreases.

So, for this oyster, a higher density of hermaphrodites is a reproductive advantage when the population is large–-this doubles partners to spawn with–-but when the population is small, having dedicated males attached to your shell increases the odds of successful reproduction.

Could you imagine, being a human being, only starting your life as male, living mid-life as a hermaphrodite, and ending your life as female? 

Sigh, bitch, I didn't think so.

The Neighbors

He replaced her,
Easily, readily, apparently
Reduced her and introduced her,
Reupholstered, and seduced her.
Allowed her sin in too akin to skin to be a blue twin when whenever you repurpose an allowance of an alliance between with or within.
Without...
...They tuss and tussle about.
He loses, she gains clout
There is clashes, fangs flashes, gnashing but now,
Silence, a hum.  To error is human.
But a humanitarian can scare and scar,
Just ask her.
She don't live dare no mo`.
So he replaced her.
After he ridiculed and defaced her.
With his cum and his jizz,
The bruises are hers,
But the initials are his.