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      ------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.

      ----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.

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          • December 21, 2012 1:49 am
            So I guess the worlds not gonna end. Maybe we could fake it though, ya know? When I was a kid I used to shine flashlights out into outerspace. My dad told me that the light went on forever and ever until it hit something. I imagined my light hitting some far away planet in the middle of the night and freaking out an alien. Or that I could fill outerspace with light from my flashlight. I also had the idea that somehow the universe was circular and if I shined the flashlight just right. I could create a huge loop. It never worked out though and its only now I realize its because it probably takes billions and billions of years for light to transverse the entire universe and I didn’t wait long enough. Maybe thats all the end of the world is, just some kid, god, or alien waiting for completion or something. Trying to figure shit out with cheap odd instruments, toys, or whatever.

            So I guess the worlds not gonna end. Maybe we could fake it though, ya know?

            When I was a kid I used to shine flashlights out into outerspace. My dad told me that the light went on forever and ever until it hit something. I imagined my light hitting some far away planet in the middle of the night and freaking out an alien. Or that I could fill outerspace with light from my flashlight. I also had the idea that somehow the universe was circular and if I shined the flashlight just right. I could create a huge loop. It never worked out though and its only now I realize its because it probably takes billions and billions of years for light to transverse the entire universe and I didn’t wait long enough.

            Maybe thats all the end of the world is, just some kid, god, or alien waiting for completion or something. Trying to figure shit out with cheap odd instruments, toys, or whatever.