Saturday, September 10, 2016

Without Money

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They say money isn't happiness,

and maybe they are right, most of the time,

well I was getting harassed by the cops this night.
for a situation that did not even involve me.

they saw a small open container and went at me

You would have thought I was fucking El Chapo,

several cops blinding me, yet i am strangely calm for a coward.

they give me their fucking field tests, and I pass those motherfuckers. I'm not drunk after a shot of wine, can you be serious?

the head cop won't let me drive my car for the night.

I try Uber that don't work, but the taxi came, and I'm  off to a local motel, wasting 50 dollars and the cab fare.

I left my driver's license in my car, which i can not drive to morning.  Fucked up.

cab dude comes i get my license, and they let me rent the room.

fucked up about my situation, but not that bad off

because while I was waiting for the cab i was sitting outside and see this Mexican guy sitting on the side of the building.

He couldn't even afford a 50 dollar room, sleeping outside.

and think why do such things as homelessness have to happen? when there are plenty of rooms, yet not enough money for a lot I guess.

well anyway, I have a hard time going to sleep. That night.

Saturday, September 3, 2016

The Futurists

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I admire the futurists,

I am a futurist,  I believe

HUMANITY is so terribly behind

I have a hard time living in the moment

this moment, always looking towards

a nebulous future,  I am strangely optimistic,

even though people say I am such a damned pessimist,

seeing the fucked up side of everything,

superstitions and traditions hold us dearly back

But i believe in the future and guys like Elon Musk,

and the robots who will be able to do everything better than human  beings

will they destroy the world?  why so pessimistic?

I've seen the The Terminator,

but the machines are not made of blood and bone

they won't have our lusts and fears and foolish ambitions

bring self driving cars,  these assholes can't drive anyway

and if the robots will be, are somehow able to be creative?

they will see and hear things that we can't see and hear at all

their Art will be superior,

yet not of blood and bone

I write in blood and bone

but, who needs this anyway?