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...Between The Stars...

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 12 May 2013 14:16:57 +0000

I sense divergent consciousness (see...betwixt the stars you're free!)—as speculation pushes me beyond what science "sees." ...And not the science we'd respect, but the science of the niggardly. The science of the narrow minded "skep-dick's" insipidity. The science of the autocrat. The science of the scammed. The science choosing pessimism: the science of the damned. The science of the psychopath. The science sans all sense; the science of the tyrannous; the science of offense...

...Ordinary Joe...

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 28 Apr 2013 16:12:32 +0000

FIRMAGE

Take someone like this Firmage fellow: an ordinary "Joe," but plainly individual: still "drove a Chevy" don't you know.

...Lit Sooner...

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 14 Apr 2013 15:39:43 +0000

Prologue:

"T'was launched that way," Noel Hinners said, "The normal thing is ... metric," but million dollar craft were lost; call it bad econometrics. ...And, oh, we did outdo ourselves—our dumbness most profound—transcending all stupidity in thinking most unsound...

...Almost...

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 31 Mar 2013 13:53:34 +0000

You could saunter song-filled hallways as the visuals wrapped around you [9]. Poems whispered from the portraits you might pass [1]. You could step-off from the edge and fall through space to sighing fountains [10]. You could hear transcendent music. T'was a gas!
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Kings/Priests ... Jesters/Clowns

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 17 Mar 2013 14:32:09 +0000

There's not enough time to accomplish our will; why, by a factor of five we but take more time, still! So, forget any ending that isn't your own; it's the ride that's important... that's what we are shown.

Process Due...

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 03 Mar 2013 16:59:28 +0000

I feel like my plug is pulled. Drugged, distracted, and annulled—adrift in a society of wayward souls who would be free...

In Pride Ensconced

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 17 Feb 2013 15:01:13 +0000

I spread my arms, beseech the sky, and wonder why we even try to elevate our species' place if much we touch is soon disgraced. We've potential we've ignored; we fall short, I'd bet? Deplored.

"F" You...

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 03 Feb 2013 17:06:32 +0000

I'd rather live what's real and suffer, tied to "wheels" and rent asunder—slapped by chance and brought down low—before I'd take the path you show. You've ever earned my disrespect. You have performed in glad neglect, and lacking bruises for your shame you prosecute to shift the blame. This explains why I've no trust and why I'm filled with rank disgust. See, trust is what you would betray as from our bones our flesh you flay!
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In Good Faith...

Alfred Lehmberg — Tue, 22 Jan 2013 20:05:37 +0000

UFOs are, by definition, change, and point to realities of much more breadth and scope—potential and expansiveness. At the same time it gets no easier to maintain a façade of normalcy for the cowardly denial and uncalled for mendacity of a niggardly few. Accordingly, it becomes increasingly more difficult to tolerate these garden-variety "noisome negativists," hubristic piss-wits who laugh up damp sleeves at that which they have no capacity to understand, no aptitude to accept, no ability to incorporate, and no skill to recognize!

Consequently, I seek my own questions though the answers offend me, shock me, or shame me. In the first place it's not always offense, shock, and shame. In the second, there is, many times, joy beyond the shame, satisfaction beyond the shock, and fellowship, good readers, beyond the offense. It's why we'll all keep looking, regardless.

Still, what is to become of Magazines and promises made in good faith? Forgetting other, more artless, betrayals of long-standing contracts which may precede those made as regards Magazines and their good faith promises, betrayals which water fire and stifle ambition... there is a cost of producing a pulp magazine in the corporeal existential so dire it could even prohibit production of same... ...the darkness as regards these matters is complete though... something might yet be found? That would be my contention.

Blood from stone? The stone is not entirely at fault, I suspect. We'll all hear explanation, eventually. It's trickling out now if you're listening... ...trickling where one of our own is being "tortured" in "prison" so as to provide excuse to _keep_ him incarcerated... ...and not collecting millions as a result of the civil action against Suffolk County and its State of New York... "Rath 'o GAWD" money, reader. So much so that if John dies now?

...They killed him.

It's more than we know, eh? All of it, and all of it doing what it can. Keep the faith.

A Fable On The LCD

Alfred Lehmberg — Sun, 20 Jan 2013 16:00:42 +0000

The Universe is out there and it shall not go away, though the trappings of the man corrupt its rhyme. Designed to keep you thinking, it still fans the flames of will; will facilitate cognition and expand the thoughtful mind...