I know I am a naive fellow but having gone back and reviewed my Coyote experience I find it interesting how these Blog things work. In the evolution of propaganda I would certainly call this a vertical gene transfer. The technics of monitoring, filtering and blocking how information flows is certainly open to some horizontal gene wandering. Then of course there are the aspects of data mining and the "list".

I think I will just retreat into my shell and see what comes!

Well the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

these words just feel descriptive right now!

I think these two are the two that got me booted in my rather unremarkavbe 11 posts:

Don't be concerned about being an atheist or religious or whatever because I don't care. I have lived my life believing people can believe whatever they want to believe. Only in recent years as people have begun hating and killing in a pissing contest of whose conception of God is the "right" conception have I spoken at all on this subject.

One more comment on God and Evolution. Some would want to chain God to a bench drawing blueprints (or today at a computer terminal working CAD drawings). Not me, I prefer my God as an artist with reality as his canvas and his brush strokes of creation separating the light into a thousand brilliant colors. Some may make fun of me for that statement but if I was God I would prefer the latter to the former!

Maybe there is not a conscious being. Maybe, like the mitochondria, it becomes a part of something else. Maybe everything else. Maybe it is a collection of everything (The All) that is constantly evolving in every direction. Maybe we make up stories and myths and religions to explain that which we cannot otherwise.

you mean you went over there and got kicked off before i even had a chance to go over and see how you were doing?

wow :)

Agnes I achieved my goals, so I guess I did fine!

I know my little Quixotic adventure and my rambling on and on the nature of creative design versus intelligent design might seem odd but those people are holding the creative God hostage and in chains and have replaced him with an intolerant war mongering imposter and even though there are only some 14500 hours of George the Braindeads reign left, I got to be honest, I wasn't to impressed with his predecessors during my lifetime!

So kiss me Dulcinea saddle up my pony Sancho, cause Rocinante and I are going to ride!

Considering where you were tossed out of, my Sweetie says you should wear it like a badge of honor! I agree with her!

Well Zap, it wasn’t that hard. They are happy to allow other peoples points of view as long as it is in a boxing match format. They like THEIR liberals and atheists to lose control and respond unreasonably. (Wonder why that word is in bold?) They will accept walk ons if you play the game properly but they don’t like it when you turn the other cheek talking. You know what they pray for when they address their God, they say, and dear Lord please give us another bloody street scene in Chicago. Or maybe its all just a paranoid delusion?

Anyway, when I was climbing on Rocinante a bit ago I had a silly blues song rumbling in my head. Went something like:

My father was a jockey
Taught me how to ride.
My father, dear father was a jockey
Taught me how to ride

(took me aside he said)
Once in the middle (oooh!)
Then side to side
He said
Once
In the middle
Then side to to side

the story of don quixote is definitely better read than seen on tv.

what about we who can not read? the illiterati

PSB... why are you crawling into John Steinbeck's camper truck? heehee...

Look out for that big black poodle cross dog in there!! Charlie.

Well Cliffite,
A fool must choose his mount wisely! No Silver or Trigger for me! Rocinante, its got the ring sound don't it! Sounds like you could learn alot on a steed with a name like that. But you know there is an Old Paint in the shed named Scout who loves a sunset on the purple sage if you you want to ride he knows some of the best places to go!

The mystery masked man was smart
He got himself a Tonto
'Cause Tonto did the dirty work for free
But Tonto he was smarter
And one day said kemo sabe
Kiss my ass I bought a boat
I'm going out to sea

Number Nine sees lots of Stadiums filled with Rock and Roll Musicians, who are just going to keep Rocking for weeks at a time. It may take more than that to stop the bullshit of the slime ooozing out of the tv set Frank Zappa sang about in the 70's. Oh, do I have a story to tell of what the fruits of our way of life, can do to a life.

Theoretical News Flash: God sues intelligent design advocates for improper use of his name, trademark and copyrights to endorse their product. In what seemed a surprising comment to many, God said, “There is absolutely no evidence at all that I ever bought into intelligent design as a theory and these people have created an empire by the false use of my name to endorse it!” The intelligent designers are counter suing insisting that this God can not be the true God.

Following the announcement of God's lawsuit against the intelligent designers, God made a surprise appearance on one of them late night talk shows to talk about his decision. God said, "I am am very proud of those humans who have used the lives I have given them in useful and productive ways. I am always overwhelmed by how creative people have become at probing and understanding the natural environment in which their conciousness evolved!" Probed to comment on his use of the word evolved, God retorted with a joke about Stilton Cheese before joining Pete Seeger and an unnamed folk sliinger in a sing a long song about making a garden grow. God was quiet at first but Pete was ever persistant on the chorus and finally God let go with a fine baritone rumble!