Jordan Peterson

Jordan Peterson is a psychologist. And by their nature they seek middle ground. It doesn't exist anymore, but they still strive for it. Peterson is one the Dark Web personalities, that came to celebrity and aimed to be the neutralizing factor in the beginning and ongoing cultural war. And for that fact, world war for your mind. He was looking for the classic liberal stand point?...

Covid something…or, first Thursday of the new year of 2023?

The new puppy is gone today, gone to work with my wife. I have a moment to reflect and think about what is ahead and behind as the new year starts. I've been preoccupied with precious Finley. Its a find name for a little dog, it means dragon slayer, fierce fighter in the old Irish. Of course I think I'm the only one left, the place is itchy and infested with Euro-trash and Wokesters..


“What is now proved was once only imagined.”
― William Blake

A story by Michael Burns

It was one of those, afternoons. Sitting at a small café, light diffused, not quite there — surreal.

Light waiting to happen. On the edge of waiting to happen…ready.

‘Post Truth Politics’ and the creators of reality.

“If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up.” ― Hunter S. Thompson Who has been running the world? Who is running reality? Reality? In the last 59 years, at least. Has been running 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year. Its a machine, An industrial technical electronic machine. Now becoming highly digital. I know this all was going on during the world wars, and rich individuals have owned newspaper empires etc. in the past... But I mean now. Who is running reality now?

Canada’s Liberals giving away money; $115 million they don’t have, to repair Kyiv’s power grid, increasing the numbers in ‘Energy Poverty’…

“Putin and his henchmen are war criminals, and they are attempting to use the cold as a weapon to break the spirit of the remarkable people of Ukraine. They will not succeed, and this support will help ensure that Ukraine can secure its energy infrastructure and make it through the difficult winter to come.”

-- Chrystia Freeland, Deputy Prime Minister of Canada

But that's not true is it?
That is an outright and bald-faced lie by the deputy prime minister!
That is the worst of lies because of Freeland's support for neo-Nazis in Ukraine; her outright support for the Bandera Movement in Ukraine and her grandfather's Nazi past...

A Mayan Pyramid is sacred? Nazis, Autism and the woke will write anything to be paid…

"All the internet is noise...
We are all, flowing over the edge now and the exponential of chaos is deafening.
Something is released.
The light interrupts this thought and crashes in uninvited but always welcome, and turns my muted painting into a symphony in orange.
And turns my mind to another thing, other than just random thought.
I learn something from that; I am inspired by that.
Not much time left and as I would suspect with all men, I have far too much that is incomplete.
The painting brightens and the real lesson of light is never complete.
I had a dream of alien miscegenation and that off-spring told me were to find 'the silver key'.

And faulted me for the world I had fallen into: 'ennui in bustle and pretended usefulness'.

I am, and have always loved being, a dreamer."...

Douglas Murray batting for NATO; the Clown King Zelenskyy; and a Missile…WWIII and the Dark Web actors.

I was eager to write this piece as it was something that truly annoyed me, and intellectually inspired me in the same vein. I was both disappointed and a bit confused and frustrated about its subject: Douglas Murray, Zelenskyy and that fucking missile that could have started the world on fire. I mean seriously. A possible Archduke Franz Ferdinand kind of moment. The confusion is what enabled the writing of the first words. I am still trying to sort it out?


I was painting ten paintings the other day. In the music studio and lost an idea among a pile of dead poems sitting on a shelf,

it was a good idea!

It was something about the sound a bird makes after a terrible storm;

for the world is stilled and made over completely in that single solitary second.

This is not the only world…by far...