The summarizing conspiracy is all conspiracy theories are generated by the state to distract you from anything important.
Who gives a rat's ass if sex in toilets relates to a birthmark on the backside of Miley Cyrus and how about those shiny dots on Deimos (or wherever).
(Ed: conspiracy theorists?)
Exactly.
They can dangle 9/11 conspiracies in front of you all day long but you will never hear one peep out of them about nuclear weapons, plunging standards of living, or why the fuck do you accept the status quo and kill your mind reading that crap.
(Ed: because some of it is real!)
Sure it is but don't you see it is bait for all the rest which, in sum, don't mean anything more than that which shoots out of a bird's butt. They spew conspiracies just like shit through a goose.
We want focus. We demand it in ourselves for the music or anything else. Without that, all that can possibly come is fuzzy, feeble, flim flam.
This is likely where if there's ever annoyance at the Rockhouse (i.e. exceptionally rarely) then it will be over conspiracies. Yevette is the opposite of fumpwuggles because she reads everything else, frequently too much. She sometimes mentions this or that and she doesn't really believe it but my reaction still will likely be kee-rist, girl, how can you possibly believe this. It kind of hurts because she is so inquisitive and they betray her with the endless smoke screen. As with cigarettes, there's always the illusion the next conspiracy theory will make it right.
My point back to her each time is our only choice when times suck is to focus on the goodness or be overwhelmed by the badness because there's so damn much of it.
Maybe people wonder how bad things can be when I'm surrounded by audio kit but there's one salient point all musicos know: you cain't eat it (larfs).
All musicos also know we will starve before we sell it (more larfs).
Who gives a rat's ass if sex in toilets relates to a birthmark on the backside of Miley Cyrus and how about those shiny dots on Deimos (or wherever).
(Ed: conspiracy theorists?)
Exactly.
They can dangle 9/11 conspiracies in front of you all day long but you will never hear one peep out of them about nuclear weapons, plunging standards of living, or why the fuck do you accept the status quo and kill your mind reading that crap.
(Ed: because some of it is real!)
Sure it is but don't you see it is bait for all the rest which, in sum, don't mean anything more than that which shoots out of a bird's butt. They spew conspiracies just like shit through a goose.
We want focus. We demand it in ourselves for the music or anything else. Without that, all that can possibly come is fuzzy, feeble, flim flam.
This is likely where if there's ever annoyance at the Rockhouse (i.e. exceptionally rarely) then it will be over conspiracies. Yevette is the opposite of fumpwuggles because she reads everything else, frequently too much. She sometimes mentions this or that and she doesn't really believe it but my reaction still will likely be kee-rist, girl, how can you possibly believe this. It kind of hurts because she is so inquisitive and they betray her with the endless smoke screen. As with cigarettes, there's always the illusion the next conspiracy theory will make it right.
My point back to her each time is our only choice when times suck is to focus on the goodness or be overwhelmed by the badness because there's so damn much of it.
Maybe people wonder how bad things can be when I'm surrounded by audio kit but there's one salient point all musicos know: you cain't eat it (larfs).
All musicos also know we will starve before we sell it (more larfs).
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