a country at war with another is a country at peace with itself.
It’s time to get practical. You’re in a box and you can’t get out of the box, at least not for very long.
Just long enough to go shopping or go to the bank to visit what’s left of your money.
There you are in a box. Everybody’s in a box. We’re all in our boxes. We’re totally boxed in. That’s a Given.
Now, under those circumstances, where you can’t have ANY contact with anyone else — I’m in that “78 years old” category myself, and can’t contact anyone for any reason — what can you DO in that box to make a living?
Who will give you money to do that? How much, how often? Any repeat sales? Continue reading →
Plan for a “Hobo Nickel” engraving design over a BU 1927 Philadelphia Silver Dollar
I’ve made hundreds of “Hobo Nickel” engravings on a variety of out-of-circulation coins, and most of them are skulls, for one important reason — to remind everyone that even the king has an end of life.
Nobody escapes the Reaper, who isn’t actually grim. As a matter of fact, he’s downright jolly, but who would fear The Jolly Reaper?
Back in 1969, Jim Morrison, who used to come into the shop just about every day at that time — it was in a dark, black-painted and blacklight illuminated “Head Shop” called “Psychedelic Supermarket”, and that’s exactly what it was, and I had a tiny 10’x10′ booth directly across from “Famous Gene” LP warehouse.
Today, you couldn’t run that shop, with swarms of teens swirling through it like a flowing mass of soap suds in a Jack Oakie comedy of the 1930’s.
So one day Jim comes in as usual, he’s in the middle of reading my hardbound copy of Siddhartha — he wouldn’t dream of buying a book, but he devoured Hesse like some kids go for ice cream and pizza.
Not a bad combo, I’ll consider making it in my virtual restaurant, the only kind of food service I’d run today, as you’ll note from my FULLY FUNCTIONING “Michele de Paris Pizza Parlor” just outside the Temple in our Prosperity Path Virtual Ashram currently housed in Second Life, an online experiential digital world. Continue reading →
Holy shit, it’s for real this time!!! Not a wolf — it’s a teensy-tiny little virus, not even a bacterium or nothin’, and it’s coming to get YOU!
I don’t know if you read my recent books “SlimeWars” and “Trump is a Four-Letter Word”, both of which accurately predict — not hard to do — a major pandemic sometime around 2018, 100 years after the Great Epidemic of 1918, which wiped out millions of people around the world.
Viruses adapt, they transmute and re-invent themselves over and over again, and they have rapid spans of many generations, all of which are wildly mutating with the flux as things go wonkier and wonkier.
The Coronavirus is working its way rapidly toward us, and it’s gaining momentum every single day, as the spread spirals out of control. Continue reading →
