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No Way To Last (Poem)

Yea. I’m constantly wired. Yea. I’m hardly tired. Yea. It’s hard to the nth degree. Yea. This stream so fierce so free. Yea. Watch it hurtle me. Yea. Blur is all I see. Woah. Electronic. Woah. Pornographic. Woah. Everywhere. Woah. At once here and…

Rick Beato Tackles YouTube Stupidity

My Two Cents: you can’t own the mixolydian scale. you can’t own a persons understanding of music. you can’t own a person’s performance of music. by this logic cover bands, and musicians playing covers in bars, are criminals. i.e. every musician is a criminal…

TFJ – Show Schedule

I think I gave intimations earlier last week about my scheduling aspirations. Here they are in writing: Daily: I’ll be doing a Vlog which I hope to also turn into a podcast called TFS (The Fractal Standard) in which I’ll ramble about current events…

TFS – 17 – Poverty and Intelligence, Aldi’s Thrift, and Hippy Points

Environmental factors do indeed play a significant role in cognitive performance. At least according to the studies listed in this “The Correspondent” article. Wanna avoid getting intellectualy tongue-tied by your empty pockets. Shop at Aldi’s! 12 strings + DADGAD = 9000 + Hippy Points…

TFS – Episode 16 – Seneca, Golden Gate Guy, and Political Vagaries

*Note: At the very outset I demonstrate my ignorance by stating that Seneca was an emperor. He was not an emperor but a stoic philosopher and Roman statesman. Rough Idea of Topics In Order of Apperance ~ Seneca ~ ~ My Balls ~ ~…

TFS – Episode 15 – Volatile Diet Advice, Philosophy is the Explanation of Science, Political Theater

Wooh! Had to change that from Coffee and Shifting Diet Advice to Volatile Diet Advice so the damned title would fit. This makes me feel accomplished. Most likely because I’m an idiot. Here’s my “show” (pfft) notes cause I’m too shattered to write a…

TFS 14 – Yuppie Car Habits, Bugout Bags, and More

In this installment I ramble about status symbols, people’s goofy expectations of being badass loners survivng the end times on tins and grit, and the origin for the namesake of “The Fractal Journal.”