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On August 16, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Current Events, Humor, Philosophy, Politics, Social Commentary, The Fractal Journal, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Is there really any reason for it?

Are there any less raw resources?

Any less technique with which to harness them?

Any serious collapse in enforceable contracts?

Why then does it collapse?

Its corpse choking the destitute and enriching the powerful.

What bizzare miseries ignorance and sloth visits upon mankind.

Twin urchins ever drawing down Dickensian mazes of convoluted preverications.

There is but one false science.

One powder laced, smoke and mirror show, whose name is economics.

Nom like nom de plume.

A false flight of fancy to add riches where none exist.

Is there any folly greater than credit?

The promise of goods made more valuable then goods that already abound?

Life then becomes a series of notes.

Exchanged by gamblers for the sheer joy of sudden fortune.

Before whom kingdoms crumble.

All for a childish game.

Oh, how the crops perish before the harvest while the locusts lounge.

The ant too became a locust for the sake of fashion.

Hopping on a will-o-the-wisp and sailing into oblivion.

Oblivious now, unprecedented amnesia, where every good is fed to promise.

Promise that no feast can make less empty.

Promise, the sacrament of economy, a rite towards Sheol.

This is why I drink.

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American Dominance Explained (Vlog)

On August 16, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Humor, The Fractal Journal, Uncategorized, VlogLeave a comment

Why America is the greatest nation on Earth. Truth delivered by an unbiased immigrant.

Fuck yea.

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Solipsism (Poem)

On August 15, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Humor, Philosophy, poems, The Fractal Journal, UncategorizedLeave a comment

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I get tired of explaining myself

To myself

By myself

In a neverending plot

Of funhouse mirrors

The you in me

Is I

You see

The more I try

To look outside

I observe myself walk by

There is nowhere to hide

From this mystery, this curse, called I

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Reactionary (Poem)

On August 13, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Humor, Philosophy, poems, The Fractal Journal, UncategorizedLeave a comment

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Reacting

It’s because

God’s redacting

The impulses laws

The breathe of life

Can’t be seen

Neither willed with pentacle or even the knife

Search with your microscope for how all this has been

Seek with the telescope

Reach for the source

Till the point that straining breaks conscience rope

You’ll find the answer is to keep reacting…of course

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Bad Karaoke (Vlog)

On August 6, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Current Events, Humor, Philosophy, Politics, Psychology, Social Commentary, The Fractal Journal, Uncategorized, VlogLeave a comment

The meaning of life – explained.

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Blast from the Past – Right in the Feels

On August 3, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Humor, The Fractal Journal, UncategorizedLeave a comment

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So, I was sat here drinking wine and trying my utmost to bang out some fiction and suddenly remembered the smell of a book. Then I recalled the smell of the resteraunt where I’d sat reading that book. Then I remembered the book itself.

It was good feel. The early aughts were a simpler time. When bookstores hadn’t started shutting down all around and random discovery was a lot more likely. This very nineties strain of weird fiction is like the lullaby of a rural Carolina sky in all its isolated grimness. Yes, it was such nights that found me curled up with some bit of reading I’d picked up here and there. It was a necessity to escape the cicada song and the mocking moon.

It was thrilling to wander among the stoic haunted halls of the Wyrd museum and other such places. Though I haven’t read the book since I was just barely in my teens and doubt it would have very much effect on me now; I’m profoundly glad for that sense of wonder. So glad that I felt inclined to share.

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Fractal Flashes – ‘The End’

On July 29, 2019July 29, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Current Events, Humor, Philosophy, Politics, Psychology, Social Commentary, The Fractal Journal, UncategorizedLeave a comment

There’s a YouTube video sitting in my subscription feed. A video with the disconcerting title of: “Our Moral and Cultural CRISIS of Purpose Will Be America’s End.”

O dear.

As much as I like Tim Pool, and as much as my wry, post-regime, immigrant, cynicism relishes placing things in a harsh light; I can’t help but find the title comical.

I’ve read Nietzsche as all Goths must.

His warnings about the rise of nihilism as religious doctrines crumble before empiricism and disenchantment, proved to be pretty accurate.

But he really wasn’t the first.

Every generation thinks that its successors are going to descend into anarchic hedonism. I think it’s a biological thing.

Organisms like homeostasis. Homeostasis means your heart beats. That’s kinda important to being alive which is basically the whole business of being an organism.

Organisms that can think, remember, and dream extend homeostasis beyond the autonomic nervous system and all the way out into metaphysic. As an organism ages it becomes more sensitive to change. There was a balance in youth, a balance inevitably disturbed by age. New ideas, customs, and new information, are the metaphysical equivelant of arythmia: not very fun, and certainly alarming.

But this philosophical bric-a-brac isn’t the point. Really, I just wanted to have a laugh at the notion of PURPOSE. It’s a profoundly American thing. When it’s capitalized that way.

Sort of like business, success, or entrepreneur. It’s big-tent revival bullshit.

I’ll tell you you who had a lot of purpose…the Reich. Those were some motivated motherfuckers.

If you’re tired of the constant Hitler comparisons that plague our media…Then I’ll give you a brief list of other folks who led The Purpose Driven Life.

The Crusaders
Isis
Uncle Joe From the Old Country (Stalin)
The Inquisition
Jim Jones
Kamikazes
Football Hooligans
Henry Kissinger
McNamara
Lucifer

Now, I’m sure that Mr. Pool isn’t just emptily pontificating about purpose for purposes sake. I haven’t watched the video because I have to go to bed and I’m just amusing myself by blogging my way through a glass of red wine. But I suspect that it’s a lament of the abdication of the sort of enlightenment principles and sense of life’s specialness that seems to have been enthused into the American ethos.

This is a valid concern. One that I think is ill-served by painting it in apocalyptic terms. So, here I am pontificating via a chuckle at the old, “kids these days.”

So, while some might find the fact that I’m going to listen to the Cure and jerk off nihilistic – nihilistic in exactly the sort of blase way that millenials are just so XYZ. I say hey….at least I’m not invading Poland.

Purpose you see is best when you let it find you.

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Hello World said the Ouija Machine

On July 23, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Humor, Philosophy, Social Commentary, Stories, Technology, The Fractal Journal, Uncategorized, Weird FictionLeave a comment

These machines are febrile hopes for marking the memory of our passing. The permanence of steel, the artificial sun of a liquid display, the durability of plastic. We dance our fingers in frantic spells over 21st century Ouija boards.

We the dead write messages to those who are to come. They will follow in our footsteps. As we have followed the weeping drops of ink that came before.

These blossoming bones, so wrapped in gossamer lilac petals of intelligent skin, they Church into rot. They become nothing. Nothing save an electronic signature. A peculiar dance across a peculiar void that vomits dancers, then doglike swallows them back. So, electronically we sign.

Electronically we sing into the thing called future. A road that seems so straight. So certain in its coming.

Yet why? Why not simply breathe the Holy empty…

One was always zero and zero was always one.

Mu.

The immutable mutation wills us on. When we turn off we find we can’t. So litter now this waxing stack of ashes with variables at random overflowing.

For passing, parsing, is our only function, our only hope.

Selah.

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Prole Pizza – For Replenishment, Fatness, and Coronary Occlusion (Vlog)

On July 22, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Current Events, Humor, Politics, Social Commentary, The Fractal Journal, Uncategorized, VlogLeave a comment

I lug boxes for a living. Sometimes I run out of healthy stuff so I opt for hearty.

Base – Red Baron Deluxe Supreme
Garnish – Nacho Cheese and a metric ton of Ground Beef

I work in the hub but sometimes do driver help. Like I did a couple of days ago. I saw purple while recovering at a diner on the second day. Granted I worked since four AM and my own car doesn’t have air con but still: neither the hub where I work nor the trucks have air conditioning. And Friday in my area had a heat index of 105 degrees Farenheit according to what my driver said.

The lady from the video has created a petition to put air conditioning in the trucks.

And, while I’m not sure that air con is workable without a new fleet please sign the petition to help press for change.

https://www.change.org/p/demand-ups-provide-air-conditioning-to-all-drivers

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Absolute Truths – Two – The Curmudgeoning

On July 17, 2019 By Alex V. WeirIn Alex Weir, Humor, The Fractal Journal, UncategorizedLeave a comment

gothIsland — Pictured: Twat on an Island circa 2009

1) A bottle of wine is never enough

2) Isms are cancer

3) I am an island

4) Don’t to that

5) Or the other

6) If you run barefoot in the rain with a blonde idiot you’re likely going to have to justify the slaughter that you have done to the precious few hours God granted upon the good green earth. And Jehovah will grow stern.

7) Books are more sensible than conversations

8) Be gone

9) This glass is almost empty

10) The shift starts soon and the second wind’s kicked right on in

11) You’re absolutely shagged

12) The dog WILL shit the rug again

13) The stupid reproduce far more effeciently.

14) Nobody reads

15) The cheesecake is gone

16) Mother is dissapointed

17) Father died

18) No one wants your Johnson

19) Normally the fact that no one wants your Johnson would mean that you had incredible time and energy to create magnificent masterpieces. But you’ll just wank to e-bewbs and watch another Bill Hicks video as you have one less breath to give. God will not favor you on the day of reckoning.

20) You were born to love magic. But let’s face it you prefer instant macaroni.