the miraculous white supremacy

the miraculous white supremacy is a random off the wall word project with little to no meaning or context, much like white supremacy in the US and I needed a year long project just in case.

365 day of ideas and topics to deliberate, things to do and see, something to write home about or not.

defiantly dadaish.

got an idea to add, comment below, I’ll add it to the day with credit (if you want).

no cost to participate, a.k.a free.

started 082017

Day 1. winning the lottery could cure the mundane.

Day 2. go to the Trevi Fountain write about something there no one will ever read.

Day 3. people create things, write songs, make inventions and each inventor declares that some low income based family receive a chunk of the financial benefits of the creation.

Day 4.  in three words.

Day 5. 4327.18

a. national cherry popsicle day is fast approaching, stock up! (jasper)

Day 6. in America it’s every man for himself – in the US Corporations you’re an employee, prepare to die for the profits of Wall Street.

Day 7.

 

a. it’s all yours, tanks!

Day 8. do you ever suffer from hydro-oxi evapotranspiration?

Day 9.
“That which is falling must also be pushed.” -Nietzsche

“Having a high IQ only makes you clever it doesn’t make you smart” -ish

“…. he wasn’t much into fame or fortune, and though the death was tragic and sad, it was highly unusual. No one had ever drowned by eating too much watermelon before. He made it into the Guinness World Record Book. Death By Watermelon. Killed by a pink squash. You just couldn’t make that up.”

Day 10. “So like I ask God for help and he’s all like, “Okay, here, go pick up this shit up again!” And I’m like, “Wait a sec, let me check my numbers, and then I’m like thinkin’ what’s the point of living?””

The Nazi party died in 1944 – the tyrants today are behind all the wars and run all the banks. You’re angry and fighting an imagination put in your head by your masters, they control the media. Turn off your TV, your chains will turn to dust.

Are you awash in savings?

Day 11. every once in a while it’s good to ask, “Why are we here?”

Day 12. just how deep does my autist run? Today I read War and Peace, the Brothers Karamazov, listen to 41 Mozart symphonies, baked a crumb cake, cleaned out the junk drawer, touched up all my paintings and folded 5 grocery bags.

Day 13. epoh?
no response is a response

Day 14. swordfish


slowing I turn, step by step, inch by inch

Day 15. Normies are everywhere!
So this government person, Equifax and Hillary Clinton walk into a bar…

Day 16. why fee fie foo fum
has anyone ever actually died of embarrassment?

Day 17. there’s this old(er) gentleman in my building, he’s a little crazy, but I guess in a good way. He’s tall, least 6 feel +, white hair, wears a tweed cap, bent over a bit forward and he’s a heavy walker. He does mostly nice things, odd, but nice. Like he’ll buy candy or flowers, fruits or yogurt; I think for himself, or maybe it’s for someone else, not really sure, but he always seems to have a little extra of what ever he buys. Same with either a storage locker or maybe he goes to a thrift store… not really sure. I see him couple times a week and noticed he always ends up giving some, if not all, of the stuff he has with him away either to people in the building or people walking by. Today he gave me a scratch off lottery ticket. I won $100! How bout dat?

Day 18. just then

“… just then she realized he wanted her dead.”

“…just then the north wind blew through the prairie and cleared the land.”

“…just then a letter arrived.”

“… just then he found a strudel.”

“…just then ja ja ja.”

“… just then it was a cold and rainy night.”

“…just then she realized that she was stuck on number 18.”

“…just then…, just then…”

“…just then, it was time for bed.”

“…just then it was time to wake up.”

“…just then the coffee was ready to serve.”

“…just then the light flickered.”

“…just then the phone rang.”

“…just then he vanished.”

“…just then a letter arrived.”

“…just then he was rich!”

“…just then the glass glass fell.”

“…just then a child appeared out of no where.”

“…just then he lit up a smoke.”

“…just then his phone died.”

 

Day 19. Today is the ?? anniversary of discovering that I could toss kleenex into the toilet and not the garbage.

Day 20. George Orwell Elementary School.

Day 21. Later is always now.

what daemons took you?

Day 22. Fingale’s Cave Tours

I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.

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Day 23.superseikendensetsu 3

benevolent emperor ~xadiem

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Day 24.

Torches of Freedom


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Day 25.
Embrace the Suck

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Day 26. angry weather makes me angry!
kicked in the groin, found it

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