Can we charge Congress and the POTUS with treason?….
Ffolkes, Here at Exploring Consensual Reality, the blog, titles are always fictional, whereas the main body of the blog is not…. or, not always. The titles are composed prior to beginning to write, and...
View ArticlePlainly painful paroxysms of unnatural concern….
Ffolkes, Well, I’m back. It seems as if I’ve been gone forever, but that’s probably the coffee’s fault. It’s so wonderful to be at home, where I can count on that first cup of coffee in the morning to...
View ArticlePatterns of dark, and darker…..
Ffolkes, As you all (or even just both of you…. ) may have noted, I did not post yesterday, with good reason…. Due to the cold that has kicked my ass all week, and my increasing frailty in a...
View ArticleWould a bit of irony be of assistance?….
Ffolkes, Many days, when I wake up to begin writing this blog, I’m struck by how egotistical it must appear, from the other side. Day after day of relating what goes on in my head, all for what? Many...
View ArticleHonor is never for sale…..
Ffolkes, It isn’t every day one can start off with live Dead before breakfast, or even coffee, and, for many, it might not be exactly their cup of tea, ( I know, mixing my beverages, if not my...
View ArticleWeeding dead paradigms is honest labor….
Ffolkes, Gripped in the tight fist of fear is a terrible way to wake up….. Good thing I didn’t wake up like that…. but, it IS a pretty gripping way to grab your attention, eh? Sorry if I startled...
View ArticleSoften the edges with a little innuendo….
Ffolkes, Do you feel it? That suffocating sense of burgeoning terror, the shivering fear that steals over us to freeze the blood, that makes us want to run, screaming gibberish at the top of our voice,...
View ArticleSoluble items should be sterilized first….
Ffolkes, I’m still in a bit of shock, but, it’s understandable…. It’s not every day the President Of The United States addresses one directly in an email…. Actually, logic, and my ever-alert crap...
View ArticleThey MIGHT have picked the plastic flowers…
Ffolkes, We people are a funny lot, aren’t we? Funny, strange, that is, not funny, ha ha…. Okay, perhaps “odd” is a more accurate assessment, for the purposes of labeling, a practice which, now that I...
View ArticleFields of nascent cogitation, fallow in the morning sun….
Ffolkes, Feedle farble fristible farum! Or, as we’ve been known to say downtown, with no small degree of intensity, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! If that isn’t clear enough, I can get more graphic, in a...
View ArticleWe can save time by cross stitching the zippers….
Ffolkes, My writing schedule is a real mess, now that I’m actually sleeping a relatively normal number of hours….. I’m not sure what to do with nine hours of sleep every day; I don’t remember the last...
View ArticleTales of rabbits running, and thyme….
Ffolkes, I realized, at one point, while going over yesterday’s post, that my diatribe in the intro section, regarding some theoretical might-have-beens for one of our former POTUS’s, may...
View ArticlePreparing to salivate on command….
Ffolkes, Living with cats is always more than one bargains for; they have a strong connection to the forces of chaos and entropy, and dealing with their capricious natures is as difficult as, well….....
View ArticleSubject to random bourgeois scrutiny….
Ffolkes, Aha! I have found it! Eureka! as they used to say in Greece, a long time ago… No, seriously, I found out why this whole intro thing has been such a struggle…. Here, check this out…. “The point...
View ArticleI’d like to be made fully cognizant, please….
Ffolkes, “After all,” he said, with a small, sardonic smile, “it’s only a matter of time.” “Of course it is,” she replied, smiling back in her sultry way, “but, whose time will tell the tale?” Have you...
View ArticleStable the horses, first, then we’ll emote…
Ffolkes, Now, here is something that doesn’t occur every day…. Here I am, up, fairly clear-headed, coffee poured and sampled, with all sorts of energy and rantable angst on hand…. and I can’t decide...
View ArticleCrash test dummies don’t do it….
Ffolkes, I stood Among them, but not of them; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts. – Lord Byron (1788-1824) — Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 113 This excerpt is one...
View ArticleSeventy-seven reasons to sit shiv-eh in the nude…..
Ffolkes, “I feel my immortality oversweep all pains, all tears, all time, all fears, – and peal, like the eternal thunders of the deep, into my ears, this truth, – thou livest forever!” — Byron...
View ArticleBloody, but unbowed, he staggers on….
Ffolkes, There are some mornings here on ECR when I’m no longer sure of what I’m doing, or exactly why. I’ve been doing these Pearls so long now at this time of the day, the routine of it will often...
View ArticleFold the strawberries gently into the partially whipped cream….
Ffolkes, Such, I suppose, is the lot of those of us who live with pain; occasionally, we lose a day to the fog….. Yesterday, after writing the morning Pearl, I did something to my back, (no, I don’t...
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