The Propaganda Deluge

I have turned to my autobiography as Facebook harasses me to write on my foolish placeholder pages for Transcendia which I intend to see continue till absolutely from model to reality.

I thought I was going to maybe die, or as a minimum have a heart operation so it got all the photo albums out and looked at photographs I’ve made. Life, my life.

Overall it looks pretty good, what is left of it. Shadows. Pieces of paper. The chemistry is not so great as a real photograph. I’ve made all these drawings. They are oblique odd cartoons. There are long story captions to the drawings. I have so many to colorize my pencils are running out.

Sometimes I think about the CDs I made. I can’t even seem to buy them at my price. Createspace is what I used to produce my CDs and it was crushed as I had begun to fear. It was done in a rude way. I have little money so stocking up before the dissolution of what was great, and actually fun in that the Createspace phone support staffs were friendly and helpful on the phone. They didn’t do streaming which was how people were now making money. Now I’m not sure what is going on. I had paid for Reverbnation after putting some things on Number one Music. I don’t know how I got involve. Hardly any category works for my music.

“I Phone Lifestyle” is “Beat” a beatnik jazz album for nutcase college radio. I got so I understood myself and hoped to sell a song to Mac DeMarco. Really, it became an ambition. I haven’t traveled looking for the guy. What with his things about his father that came up I felt like he didn’t want to know another old guy as myself is.

He doesn’t follow me anymore on Twitter and I don’t do instagram. What a life. I made it to 66. My mother’s side of the family seems to live forever. Her brother, my uncle is 90 something. I think he has the arthritis I have but I don’t think he does enough about it. He was an Episcopal priest. I haven’t thrown the I Ching lately. China pisses me off since my writing about bringing the Bible by season and the I Ching by throw on Popwars.com was blocked. Sure seemed that way. I was getting emails from the Chinese trying to sell me airport fueling equipment.

The most ambitious thing a Western writer could do would be to write a chapter for the Bible. Best I could do was to write a chapter that brought the I Ching readings and the Bible readings together. It is probably my most grand achievement. It is a great spiritual practice. Really all you do is read the Bible Reading for the Day and the I Ching Reading you get with your question in mind or let your mind go and it will refer to the Reading in the Bible. That is about it. In Fact it can take an hour and a half.

When my wife & I got married Bishop Curry approved the Special Service for our marriage by Tim Patterson of Holy Trinity in Greensboro NC. Was at St. Matthews in Hillsborough, NC. Beautiful church back to the times of the Revolution. There are a lot of Confederate graves. There are a lot of Spanish Flu graves. Nice trees. I stopped fitting in at church. I tried to get Michael Malone to help me sell my screenplay. He didn’t like it or me our me and my wife. It’s okay. Nancy Alex told me she was now an atheist so she could sleep in on Sundays. I was caused to think of Bishop Curry when he married the royals. I felt connected. It was hard to put a good face on the Ching reading. “Time of Decrease” is what the marriage service reading from the Ching had been. I fell through the floor on the job not long after.

The TV is on. Nancy Pelosi the one who wants to put through the foolish PayGo economic plan that really is as Stephanie Kelton says is ignorant of the real way things work and will prevent any progressive successes.

I got to eat dinner now.

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About Russell Scott Day

I come from sailors and priests. My aim is to prevent apocalyptic riot, better known as nuclear war, when I was growing up. Creating a nation of airports will create the peace enough environment to prevent apocalyptic riot. I had a vision due to a period of boredom and bliss like the Aleph of Borges. That is the story I learned and was made up and happens.