One man with a hat saves the world through serious silliness. Welcome to Blackout's Blog, where pop culture meets spirituality.
These are the insane rantings of a trickster from the Trifid Nebula trapped in an outsane world.
All writings are Holy Texts from The Thrice Great Book of Stink (the first two Holy Books of Stink were lost)
& The Sacred Holy Teachings of the Thrice Great Okapi. Father Franker Fatter O.E.O.O.OH
Friday, January 20, 2012
Embrace the Unknown, OPEN your BOX of reality!
Monday, January 9, 2012
Oh, the Women You'll Know!
If Dr Seuss wrote a book on women:
"Oh, the Women You'll Know!"
Oh all you women with your complications
more confusing and illusive than treaties of nations!
You can't push too hard, you can't tug too light,
you have to do everything perfect...just right.
One minuscule step, and you've gone too far!
Don't show any pep and you're no longer her star,
and all this for what? A kiss and a tumble?
Some pulling of hair, some make ups, more rumbles?
Some starry eyed stares, some tempting sweet touch?
Don't you think just for that all the work is too much?!
But we men keep trying, keep getting addicted,
all twisted and blistered confused and conflicted,
to keep finding that magic, that candle that burns,
only to have it blown out, when the magic it turns,
into madness again, and you wonder just why
you got into this mess, so then you just cry,
because now you hate each other, both throwing stones
why on earth didn't the both of us just stay ALONE!
- the Blackout in the Hat -
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Twas the Morning After Drunkenness
"Twas the Morning After Drunkenness"
Twas the morning after Drunkenness, and all were awake
cleaning up all the crap, throwing out stale cake.
And now it's all over ,and what have we left?
Some old Christmas trees, massive credit card debt?
One lady I'm told, got decked in the face
for not having the item a coupon did state
would make someone happy, placed under a tree
when happiness of course, comes not materially.
It comes from within, from deep in the heart,
you don't need a Lamborghini, or Pokemon to take part.
Now I'm not saying that those things, are evil or bad,
But if you think joy's only from stuff, well that's pretty sad,
because then you are one of them, the zombie consumers
who keep buying stuff to fill holes in in spirit tumors
It isn't the stuff, that really makes you smile,
it's what is in you, what you've had all the while.
So try and remember, YOU carry your own honey
deep within your heart, not in your wallet with money
and then you can have all the things that you want
because you don't need them, it's an ironic taunt
but once you do get it, and surely you will
EVERY day is a holiday, EVERY moment a thrill!
- Blackout
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