Dream Catcher

Posted in Answers, Rants by waldopaper on May 24, 2018



If you are awake at dawn, as you should be, look for her lodge and you will see this miracle of how she captured the sunrise as the light sparkles on the dew which is gathered there.  —NativeTech

One winter night’s dream    

General Pickett sat on the toilet with the New York Times. One of Armistead’s pickets owned Susanna on buy, rifle in buckwheat and a tear in her eye. Give them the cold steel, boys who will follow me. Picket tore the Disunion section into strips and made free with the paperwork being flushed with victory. “That old man slaughtered my division,” grumbled the General.



Soylent Green Capitalism

Posted in Answers, Stupid-heads by waldopaper on January 15, 2016

Calling Labor a Commodity  


Three-act-play Formula:  ? + ! = .   –KV

It’s Everybody’s Business (1954)” cold-war propaganda filtered thru a Reaganite fantasy machine.



Posted in Answers, Reality by waldopaper on January 13, 2016

Turret 9 November Whiskey  

Q: What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

A: Teeth.

— KV  January 17, 1991

This is somewhere between a road-trip and a long sea-voyage from which you may never return.  Mostly clothes.  Pretty ironic, cos don’t wear but one suit of clothes most of the time.  Minimalist.   (more…)

Kindled Spirits

Posted in Answers, Reality, Stupid-heads by waldopaper on October 8, 2015

What is man…

Larry Levine.jpg

“Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children” –Psalm 144


Blood Moon

Posted in Answers, Cool shit, Rants, Reality, Stupid-heads by waldopaper on October 2, 2015

Brooked Evolution

If I should die, think only this of me:

That somewhere out there among the stars

A particle is forever Earth.  There shall be


One Thousand Miles

Posted in Answers, Cool shit, Reality by waldopaper on September 24, 2015

If I could fall into the sky… 

Clique Here

“… do you think time, would just pass us by.  — Vanessa Carlton

Re-Engineering an ET Craft would indeed involve falling into the sky… and the distortion of time.  Everything’s so wrong and you don’t belong living in precious memory. (more…)

Creative Dementia

Posted in Answers, Stupid-heads by waldopaper on June 30, 2015

Boil it down:


Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream
It is not dying, it is not dying  —Tomorrow Never Knows.

1. Medium of exchange (frozen desire).  2. Value.  3. Dementia  4.Changing State. Denial is the medium of exchange.  Coincidence of wants is the coin of the realm.   (more…)

Rock and Roll Lullaby

Posted in Answers, Reality by waldopaper on May 7, 2015

It Was the Hexagram of the Heavens 


So we grew up together
My mama-child and me
Now things were bad and she was scared
But whenever I would cry
She’d calm my fear and dry my tears
With a rock and roll lullaby   –BJ

Maybe it started in the 40s, I don’t know.  But the blues had a baby,  and they named it rock and roll.  Make allows swimmin.  Scream and shout.  Give peeves a chance.  Dance what its all about.   And she’d sing



Posted in Answers, Cool shit, Rants, Reality, Stupid-heads by waldopaper on April 27, 2015

A palindrome to get you home. 


Nur manchmal schiebt der Vorhang der Pupille
sich lautlos auf –. Dann geht ein Bild hinein,
geht durch der Glieder angespannte Stille –
und hört im Herzen auf zu sein.

–Rainer Maria Rilke

Only sometimes the pupil’s curtain slides open

And a picture falls in

Passes through their tight and silent being

Heard in the heart, goes out within.*

*…talk in my p-p-p-poor translation  

I cannot in good conscience ask you to write a 15 page paper during finals week.  This would reduce the art of writing to counting pages.  Rote compliant standardization reduces research and reflection to rough drafts and peer review-parroting dogma to measure and manage.  This practice is obsolete and harmful to efficient exchange of thought (in) today (’s society).  Filler memes are mundane!


Nacht und Nebel

Posted in Answers, Rants, Reality by waldopaper on April 1, 2015

Die Wichtelmänner

“What think you if we were to stay up to-night to see who it is that lends us this helping hand?”  —Die Wichtelmänner

Think of Slipcraft as exactly like slipping a punch.  Slip into your time machine and go back to Nazi Germany.