Monday, March 2, 2015

But, I Read It In Escapism Megazine

Megazine, magazine,
and other "sizes,"
are metaphors or "approximations,"
megaphors sometimes,
for things and not-things.

Like the size
of your escape trip.

Escapism on planet PissyMystic
is big,
and Escapism Magazine
is "doing all right".

But why can't
the cosmic travel agents
get their shit

Now, the subtle of today's post is
"A Lovely Planet In The Neighborhood?"
Am I going to start an argument
by referring to
Friday's Post?

We don't seem to realize  
We are Here ,
So, here are some things
to read
from Escapism Megazine:

A Lovely Planet In The Neighborhood?
A Lovely Planet In The Neighborhood? - 2
All Alone In The Void
The Poet Laureate of MOMCOM - 3

Wiggy with Sons.

Oh well, oh hell,
just before the music,
dig this:

Nowhere to run nowhere to hide.

It isn't that there was never a valid escape, there was (The Tenets of Ecocosmology).

The problem is that current civilization has now been led to destroy the ability to validly escape (Civilization Is Now On Suicide Watch, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7).

Having done that, Oil-Qaeda now wants to illegally escape.

Which, as the poem explains, is not going to happen.

We should not have taken Highway 61, we should have stayed on Highway 51:


  1. Half measures won't be enough (link).

  2. As long as we follow Oil-Qaeda fantasy is our rocket ship (Monbiot).

  3. At this point, no measures or all measures will have the same outcome, only the amount of time for them to occur will change.