Not a sex article, 'Fuck' means, forget about it. And in this case is not a swear word so don't get your knickers in a twist.

Before I get started on the article that I'm borrowing from an entry that doesn't really make any sense in a love letter, let's try to remember what I wanted to say first. That was about belief. I tend to preach that most beliefs are full of shit and then I'll turn around and believe something just as mad. It is a writers liberty. He can write it off as poetic license. I am somewhat eclectic but don't want to be an eclectic. I want to view the situation from as many sides as I can and make it up as I go along. Not because I don't want to come to a decision, I have come to many decisions and enjoy making them. I just believe that it is better not to believe in anything that doesn't move. I mean, everything moves, the universes are racing through space at unfathomable speeds. I don't want to have to limit myself to any one particular way of looking at it. There are things to learn from any belief, maybe even every belief. No one has a monopoly on truth. Few care to even remember that that was what a belief system, most of them, was an attempt at.

Let me indulge myself with a poem I wrote 20 years ago, a favorite of Geoff's sister's.

You say there is contradiction in the things I say.
But I like to change my mind every other day.
If there is an answer, I'm sure of hitting it once.
I'd rather be a scattered thinker than a stable dunce.

I'd like to know where all that writing is from back then.

Back to the end of the millennium here with no farther adieu.

Fuck 2000

Original written on paper.

This is the third day I haven't sat at a computer. It will be one of the last times I do that for the next year. Except Christmas maybe. Year 2000 Christmas. We managed the last end of the world, there were 2 that passed us by just last week. The big one was the solar eclipse, not too threatening except for all the asshole predictions for the time.

I think the Scientologist still haven't figured out light speed so they might not be too dangerous for a few years. The Mormons seem to be taking their time, the Jehovahs aren't even taken that seriously and most of the Christians are hooked up on the media so they can be guided along.

One of my close relatives is a little worried about 2000. I don't think the news that the world is at least 6000 years old, maybe even closer to 6 billion, matters to those convinced Jesus was something other than a bit of a clever jerk. I wouldn't give him the title of a great teacher. He wasn't any more important than I am now. Maybe less. (That's for John Lennon as well as me.)

The world's humans are belief hungry creatures and want to believe. Sometimes the exact opposite of their great leaders. I can imagine Jose Wombat being blown out of proportion and his fans becoming followers.

Disappearing won't help. Even if he does it now. If he isn't there, someone else is there. Hitler or Ron L. Hubbard. There are few who want to take the risk of thinking for themselves and fewer who wish to tell the world what they think....

...the ego learns quickly to depend on acceptance so that one can continue to have faith in the decisions one makes. Thing is, I can almost be as wrong about a thing as any expert in the field.

"Is that supposed to be funny?"
"Shut up! I was about to hit a cool point and you may have fucked it up."
"Go on then."

Maybe there is a danger that one starts to write what he thinks his readers want to hear. Sure it is okay to try to please the audience, but when one becomes too influential, one notices this as power. Power doesn't always corrupt, just almost always. The power I may be looking for may be the one which is the worst for my magalomaniacal condition. If everyone starts believing me, I may start believing me. That's okay sometimes but not as a rule. That doesn't allow for bad days and ignorance. Ignorance about most things is something no one can rid themselves of. Not even with a chip.

The other thing is, atomic energy overlords may use me as advertisement if I preach against them. Ask Bob. The CIA or PPQ or BBC or MSG will get to me and tell me what to tell the people.

The mega secret service of the Free Brickers will make me become a paying member and help them govern the world. And maybe they can convince me they have a good plan.

Those are some of the dangers of something I hadn't intended on writing about. I was more thinking about year 2000 and the hype. I wouldn't mind just sitting in the woods somewhere. Just ignore it.....whatever....

I think we are entertaining ourselves to death, or at least idiocy. Which still misses the 2000 point....here we will get strait to it.

The point we keep avoiding is that people are already flipping out. We have a new millennium which just happens to also mark a new age. The information age is on us and it is turning everything inside out. It won't be all pretty either.

Year 2000 will give us a small example of what might happen if we get hooked onto computers and forget some silly detail. This time it was just two digits. It may cause a few deaths, it has cost billions of dollars if not more, this forgetting of 2 little spaces. And I don't have to be a profit to tell you it isn't the only thing that was forgotten.

If I can wrap this up to make sense, I'm luckier than I thought. How about let's forget about waiting for the end of the world, it will come soon enough for us all. We are all mortal in as much as we are individuals.

We are still part of the elements, dead or alive, and without these particular combinations that we have here on this quite seldom most fuckin' beautiful planet, what did I want to say?

Forget about 2000, Jesus, Mohammed, Buddha, Hubbard and all the rest and follow Jose. No , just kidding about Jose. We have to keep the planet and the beautiful assortment of elements in a perpetual state of continuance.

"In simple English."
"Don't fuck up the planet anymore."
"How's that relate to 2000."
"2000 isn't a fuckin' issue, just like cigars in cunts at the white house. It doesn't fuckin' matter. 99% of everything we have is bullshit and doesn't matter."
"Should we trash it all?"
"No way. I want my stereo."
"Then?"
"The planet. We have to keep it or we are done."
"We know that."
"Funny, it doesn't look like it."