Haunted Deli?

 I'm supposed to take this serious? When she says charcuterie board while being interviewed by a guy Named Trey/Tray. While talking about demon summoning.  Later she talks about passing out (Chick) tracts...which are Christian comic books and it's own unique art form.  She eventually gets to promoting her book. The title sounds like the Elvis hit "Devil is Disquised"🎵 I was thoroughly entertained and couldn't believe there are real humans walking the earth that follow this like a religion. Look God is ALMIGHTY. Any question? Haha salted meat, cheese, fermented cheese, pickles and olives. It's pre refrigeration sorcery, pagan....echoed screams from the deli storage pantry

Soap Box Soap Opera ... the bubbles

 I saw a news story about a political ad. It reminded me of the Jerry Springer era of television. The Ad features the estranged mother of one of the candidates. In the ad the mom is calling the daughter a liar. I don't live in Ohio so my opinion doesn't matter. However I am intrigued by what is being communicated and how it effects people and their social persona.

The political strategy is attacking the candidate claim of being a problem solver and working across the aisle. The mom could be an exploited mentally ill woman. The people rallying behind the female candidate are highlighting their choice as a survivor victim and ticking all the boxes. Homeless, sexually abused, neglected, tent dwelling and forced to stay in a dark basement. It's like the chorus is singing Behold Our Hero.  It has become impossible to see genuine human beings in the modern world soap box soap opera.  The writers, the editors, the algorithms. Oh and the stages of delusion that get mistaken for imagination in creative writing that is being cultivated in academia, art, entertainment.

It has been my uneducated experience in life, the pattern of a sexual abuse claim is met with what did you do to cause this. Calling someone a liar is done because the accuser won't admit they participated. Educated people won't speak this plainly because clarity stops the bubble machine that cleans the dirty laundry.

The modern superstition about black cats updated to include:..if you mess with them the internet will haunt you

 

The park released the souvenir picture?

Put into words

 an elusive relationship built too close to the highway of life

Looking at current a news story

 Tennessee execution debacle. A a girl brutally murders another. Later blames her behavior on her past trauma. Now she is being kept alive.  The longer this drags on the conversation turns to distortions on known information. To kill someone because someone else hurt you is wholly ridiculous.  To be truly remorseful is the goal. Now she is basically trapped in a laboratory setting. Where while trying to keep her alive, medical data is being gathered. Yeah it's icky but it's what is happening. People are going to naturally form opinions. Underlying issues coming into focus.

How to protect innocent people. What behavior qualifies for sympathy. Does unresolved trauma become a contagious disease. What are the effects of pentobarbital on isolated tissue. Is there a time limit on how long it takes a person on death row to die. Minutes, seconds, hours, days. Is life in prison seen as trapping the demon.

Fig leaf fashion, ashtray, alibi

fingers to the bone, squeeze the life out of everything repurposed flour sacks, living hand to mouth. Pockets filled with makeshift trinkets to extract found treasures that providence has put in your path. Clothes are being designed to look like you survived the apocalypse, and dug textiles out of the rubble.  Pieced together an outfit that harkens back to better days. To be worn in the modern world where you  buy over priced fast food, or coffee wearing over priced clothes that look like you are a street waif living on the brink of insanity.  Going into brightly lit spaces redesigned and prettyied up like everything is fabulous and your dingy wardrobe is your Sunday best. Back when Sunday meant you rest and give thanks to your Creator. The priest warns of the evils of greed, and being too vain.  Modesty and charity. Demanding focused fixation,  Cleanliness, socially conscious presentability. Pay your taxes, pay your tithes. *Poof* ... the smoke clears ... your vision regains focus. You start to push out the intruders that lobbied their intentions onto the public, into the public square. Even the multiple choice survey doesn't really offer variety. 

Odd things happen at equinox and solstice

 Yesterday seemed like it extended extra long. We are nearest the outer edges. We are on the outer edges of the season. Long shadows, slow sunset. I like if it's called Autumn, or Fall. It's like this time of year is so loved it has numerous endearing nicknames.

Harvest and spooky come to mind. Along with the potential spark of static electricity

Careful on the internet