PSYOPS Charlie.

'What do you know of PSYOPS Charlie?'
I have had a few conversations with him throughout the years...he strikes me as above average intelligence. He is a near drowning victim they airlifted him in the  Med Evac. Helicopter up to Jackson Memorial hospital a few years back... guess he might drink a bit to much... but then again I guess that would be according to whom?

He lives out there in that boat alone... its the only one that managed to weather the most recent storm without  loosing it's  anchors footing... of his design at the  ' Art ' of setting the anchors.

I think the marine patrol must delight in focusing in on  Charlie... they seem to constantly be badgering him... Why maybe even     'Harassment'?  Let a Judge decide.

I don't think they have a clue who he is what he has done in the nature of service to his Country..
Frankly I am of the opinion they should be ashamed of themselves....

When he is not around they put citations for this or that upon his boat... improper this improper that...if they put the same energy into a helping hand towards the fellow his little problems may just resolve rather then intensify.........

No, but cowardice would prevail among'st those in official uniform ... or so it would appear... you know slink out there when he is not on his boat....  and place a citation on his floating home...that's easy enough.... then slither off.... to their government paid for stilt homes and supper with their families.

I wonder where they were when he was dropping U.S. Propaganda  pamphlets and counterfeit money... over shit hole Asian Nations We Americans were at 'WAR' With?.... Perhaps or likely  rolling over on their backs in their bassinets, staring at the ceiling  waiting for their shitty diapers to be changed?

Or not even born yet..........?

Yes, Yes, but it is so easy to Prey.... on his sort...

Seems to me he should be held in some sort of a high esteem ... for climbing in that Cessna O-2  Mix Master and sitting on his flak jacket so's he would not catch a bullet up his ASS..... for  'YOU'

But HEAVENS!  NO........ lets hassle the old boy......... he is in on an all time  low..... and such an easy target...

I have an idea.... why don't you spend a few hours talking to  PSYOPS Charlie.......

He has a great recipe for Chicken Livers.....

Your might learn a thing or two....  GREENHORNS.

PSYOPS Charlie.

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The Essence of being Human.

It came to Cadbury in the back of a box truck traveling down Sombrero Beach Boulevard  on Vaca Key .l.. some 30 plus years ago..........

He was in the back of the truck with his Black Cohort.

Earlier on he had been up in that Port Jefferson area on Long Island, in a very old building that had now been turned into an Eatery.............. The grounds around the perimeter had that quality of a museum.

Cadbury made a turn and up in the corner was a man in a red knit shirt.... there was a woman next to him watching....

He was working with stone chisels tapping into a head stone,,, splitting the face off with the inscription, like a wafer......... it broke off clean....

Cadbury does not recall exactly the inscription but it was something to the effect of so and so was a loving     'Filipina'  wife.

A mystery of sorts.

and lets not forget the fun dancing girls earlier... dressed all funky.

at any rate back to being in the rear of the moving truck.......

Cadbury was looking in the back of a paper history book of the area that had some photos....

There was a photo of a fellow sitting in a chair at the end of a building on the beach.

Unknowing to him at that moment they drove by the very spot the photo had been taken years earlier.....

The black man had been looking at the book earlier with Cadbury as well...

He now gestured  and pointed ... and said...  'over there'  that is where the photo had been taken...

How do you know?  said Cadbury.

Why I recognize the permanent or semi permanent land marks in the photo...  he said.

That Rail Road crossing sign bolted into the cinder block there and the affixed lamp were there in the fore and back ground of the photo... don't you see?

That is how.

The landmarks.

 Cadbury would have completely missed seeing them had not his cohort pointed them out.

Cadbury grew very excited towards the black man in the back of the truck with him...

'Do you realize what you have done?'  he said.........

What you have proven here?

His fellow worker.. just sort of gave a bemused look... short of rolling his eyes.....

Why, you have proven what makes us human versus animal......

'Recognition via associations'..........

The very essence of being human...

The power of deduction is recognition  and......................

The Essence of being Human.

A Species

A species or being that would and will destroy its very own sustenance  , why the very air they need to breath and the water  they need to survive......

Does, raise the question......

What the Fuck is  really going on?
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Are we such fools?

The dream of the wishing wells.

Two for one.
leave a nickle......... take a dime.

The dream of the wishing wells........

Delivery Boy

'Art Went South'

" You are the essence of everything you have ever seen or heard"

He was at the  'Thurman' of his life......

This the existence of his entire life?

You can live in Cuba for free... but it is not so free.... FLUFFY wants 300.00 first.

Perhaps words are magical or perhaps they don't make any sense of their own s-p-e-l-l-i-n-g.

The delivery boy inform from a distant star cluster, then laughs out loud to himself...

The Delivery Boy...........

Raccoons Shitting Blood... or I am working on it.

I'm working on it I'm working on it...........
my sidekick has been putting out poison for the Rats..........

The Raccoons came over and ate the rat poison.......
They must of gotten really thirsty as they bled internally as they  climbed out over the pool on top of the pool covers..
and shit turds and puddles of blood.... as they spun around in tight circles  then left and died in the back yard.

I took a 5 gallon pail and a scrub brush and some Clorox  and cleaned up after them.

Raccoons Shitting Blood .... or I am working on it.

War and Fashionistas

War time and Fashionistas..........

Two things we have always had in common throughout the course of history.........

War time and Fashionistas.......... ever take note?

Trust: You would notice when either one was absent............

'They'    Will let you know.........

Whats the next craze the coming trend do you anticipate or suppose?

Gyres of pollutable's that swirl in the distant seas masquerading as food for turtles?

Oh man's Wisdom............

War and Fashionistas......

Make a statement suave.............. with Drones flying  overhead.......

Dropping pamphlets that say............

Love and Kitty Kisses for everyone..........

Placate all of humanity with some kind of  visual dope..... a stimulant.......... radiates and bombards our heads....... emanating from invisible beams.... through our skulls.........

Ever notice.........

Hot pants, a mini skirt or an elongated skull........ why you are trendy even beautiful.......my dear.

Distend and mutilate......... sign the dotted line, pay the fee........... there there.

Two things we have always had  in commonality throughout the course of recorded history....

as far as I can tell................ is this............


War times and Fashionistas............

My what a big Gun...........you have there........

Never one without  the other...........

Recorded in the Ancient Annals............

Ever notice?

If you will take note...........

Sit on my face.

Before you grow old.


War and Fashionistas......

Whatever happened to whats her name?

You remember whats her name don't you?

You know the artist that was married to the business tycoon  once upon a time.

It was awful he was killed by a semi truck...

He was very wealthy they say...  but he had seen to it that his wealth got tied up and kept away from her...  she was like a flounder out of water when it came to managing money........ no thanks to him either really I suppose.......

I mean the poor dear really.... borrowing money so she could feed her two children....

I wonder if she was a Jewess? I always thought maybe so........... I was never sure... but she did have delightful qualities....
so she couldn't count money well.... so what?

She had crazy artist skills........ people don't really know jack shit about her heart either.........

She was always running out of gas in that screwed up Jaguar she used to drive around.... if it were not sad it would have been funny......... I guess you could call her  'Ditzy'   that is probably not very nice.

She went to art school you know and that combined with her natural talent...... well... she was no slouch in numerous mediums....

We all have our different ways of expressing love I suppose........

There was the big green motor home  she had doctored up... it was right in the middle of the Health Food Fair........   a big giant double decker of an affair....  I remember complimenting her on the color scheme........  a Cheerful Green.......... Sunshine and banners and tables for two.........with wooden tops coated in resin that were made of birch and white oak and mahogany........

A young woman was sitting at the table I had been sitting at when I returned she had not realized I had been sitting there and felt compelled to move...   I said why is that?...  there is plenty of room at the table , we can all sit here.... but no she  got up and left.... I kind of figure she did not really care for the looks of me......... perhaps I scared her or I was too fat or mean looking or  something.... maybe I reminded her of a bad relation ship with her father? if she moved maybe she could find herself a Movie Star.

Maybe she had learned that behavior..........  I don't know...........

anyway that motor home was a big success  everyone came and they loved it...... it was like a landmark.... you know like  putting a crashed airplane on the roof........ sort of a thing... great for giving directions.....  when you see the crashed airplane on the roof you know you are there.......... you can order your wheat grass cocktail there............ you will love it on the second level.....  sipping your latte.... and eating your EVERYTHING sandwich...........

Seems we always have to throw labels over and hide the good hearts............ with our preconceptions....

I am convinced Whats her name had/has a good heart....

we all walk around with MOTEX Label Machines  squeezing the handles... and out comes the sticky tape with letters.........  like thin plastic  multi colored turds.....   'She is NUTSY'   better watch out boy...............

'She is attracted to the dregs of society' you should of seen that looser she was shacked up with in the trailer over at Sea Horse campground....  Better watch out boy..........   and on............ and why not

........... OH!  what an absolutely marvelous artist  she is...... have you ever seen any of her work?

She is eccentric you know? OH YES!  oh and by the way..........  'whatever happened to whats her name?

Dear little Miss....... So and So.......

Come along now.....  on a journey .... of  your perceived success ........... it all came your way....

I know it is 5 years later now,  But...............

 the aging alcoholic that lives  just across the street  ( STEW)  only notified me  just today and I thought I should let you  know....   You have been accepted into the Club at last..... your a winner just like me  and     ' Stewy'   now.

At least he isn't trying to ply you with Cocaine... like he was that young couple that lived upstairs briefly.... I guess it is unnecessary to say he was trying to get in her young britches.... and the whole Penis enlargement story..........

As he lives just across the street  'he'  thought I should be the one to let you know and be first to Congratulate you, so he stumbled across the black top with the news.........

My dear girl,  they are at long last digging that huge ditch in front of your house you rallied so hard for and all that effort on your part  a mere 5 years ago... all that hard work  and then tossed in the towel.... at the then seeming  end of it... YOU made the difference.

Your the winner, they are out there digging it today!   With a big yellow machine  and in your HONOR...........

What is it you say?    and........ you don't even want the recognition anymore? The Prize money?  due to the stipulations and the time that has passed...  and being instructed  who to invite to the dinner party?

You say?

You say you don't like the idea of being told where to eat at and whom to invite to the table and the seating arrangements?  Stew said you have to invite him as well and sit next to him........... just thought I should let you know....  he was behind it all........

Congratulations 5 years too late....... with stipulations to be met...............

But Darling........ You  WANTED it so.............. then.......... remember?

Dear little Miss So and So,

This is to Notify you......... that the ditch you proposed is presently under construction in front of your big  yellow house....

The breeder of misery and contempt......... 'the dream too late'..... (Stew)   wandered across the street in a stupor   just to let me know and asked me to notify  you  on your behalf........ of the shared winnings.

Dear little Miss.... So and So........

                                                         signed.

                                                                          The Luckiest Man in the WORLD.
                                                                                  You should see my boat.

Appeal to the Ego

A girl named Sunny........ with diamonds in her teeth,  I mean how could you not like her?

Sunny Seance:

Cathy Doll Mermaids made of discarded bottles............

To Escape.........


Keep telling the dog his instincts are wrong.

Be a chickadee..........  follow me.

With a name like Sunny.........

Are you still alive to answer the question,  How much is it?

To bad together does not last then fades to memory.....

Hi there thriving.......

Clip on brain extensions we all wear them.

Appeal to the Ego........

                                                   Cadbury.

The Ruse of a Tropical Travel Brochure

Swaying palm trees sandy beaches and balmy breezes....Keep your passport close to your body or in a safe deposit box.

Don't leave the car unattended at the beach........ unless you like broken glass.

Be sure and lock all the doors and windows at all times.
4" sewer pipes go straight to the river that in return goes straight for the sea....

Mountains of Trash adorn roadsides as you approach the Capitol.....

Cut all the fins off of the sharks....... for soup in China.

higher, higher, higher...... your there all sweaty at last.

Study Napoleonic Code.

Watch for strange infections........ molds and fungus.

Heavens to Streptococcos............ mi  amore..................

Whats That! ???

Dear Thievery ..........

supper  80.00 for Two.......   deal of the day...........

This goes on forever.............

Beans and Rice for the Locals...........

Pretending the crime did not happen ....

Looking the other way.....

Indignation of the  supposed upper class..........



The ruse of a tropical travel brochure.

Farming Magnetism

Cadbury was walking around the neighborhood in his dreams..........

He strolled beneath the neighbors house that was up on stilts...... thin sheets of a white material were hanging down... with a vetting... or lots of mini scoops......... What in the World he thought?

The man who held ownership to the house was farming Magnetism ..........

The waning years..........

Think it and make it so................

The great kidnapping of our very own minds...........

somehow we still refuse to see....... and choose to believe one way or another....

ignoring the simple truths...........

Farming Magnetism.

Moon Beam Wine......

I put the Red.. out on the Cockpit  on the 12th  under the enormous moon seasoning it for Friday the 13th..... Pity I did not drink it I suppose....

Hopefully there will be another time.

Undermining the MOON:

The Sounds, how do they accent the Visuals?

Cadbury wondered  at his unusual day... and thought  maybe it was a Celestial alignment sort of a thing:

The White Jamaican was Bellowing.... on about Ginger, Garlic, Unprocessed Vinegar,  and Cayenne Pepper..... and blaming.........

It was tiring....... his bellowing....... on and on.......

Cadbury went on to think about intimate relationships........

Disastrous .......

Always someone having to keep their mouth shut...........

Biting on their tongues..... so to speak.

Moon Beam Wine........

It's hard to be a tight wad..........

Capturing the Essence ........

Cadburys mind wandered to the Essenes......... did they have anything to do with Samaritans?

and the word deceit........

as in the Sun Never Rose............

If you would pass the Moon Beam Wine.... its starting to sprinkle soon it will rain.
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The Best New Years Ever thus far.......

A most wonderful new year.

Cadbury had some wine,,, he knew it was good wine because it had a real cork in the bottle.

It made a pop when he pulled it out....  the cork that is....  it let out a gasp...... and he  took a slug...

Not Bad Shit...... he remarked to himself....... for     $7.00 or was it    $6.00?

I want to write wine labels for a living he thought to himself......

There was a graph on the bottle....

Style-  Full Bodied.

Taste- Dry.

'Great with grilled meats'

Yes but...... he thought how about with  Jalapeno chips?  or Canned Raviolis ?

Heavens I am grateful....... all Cadbury longs for is his own private jet.

Ohhhhh........ he suppose's it does not have to be a brand new one... just one with sleek lines and and strong wing spar.

Wow! what was that shit?  blueberry something or another........  it made Cadbury cough........

Now he can't find the can opener.... anywhere............

Cadbury has a pet Bull Ant that lives  on his Pocket Cruiser with him.... and some black sugar ants........

He laid a piece of Papaya out and tricked the Sugar ants........ he swept them all up feeding the next morning  and threw them overboard....... Happy New Year.........

Was he cruel he thought?

Perhaps they would cling to the tissue like a floating Island and reach safety.......

He somehow hoped so................

The Best New Years Ever thus far