Antiochus IV Epiphanes

Experimental soliloquies on parchment paper; rejected by FB groups, because I am apparently a bot—beep, beep. Seriously, why is everything thought to be AI, contemporarily? Do people think others incapable of writing well, and without heart, save one uses AI? Absurd, is it not? I have been writing since I was a child, after all. It is profoundly difficult to find words which can accurately convey and thus articulate what is felt within—consequently, writing such as mine is borne.

Trick or Treat from IDF!

Experimental, metaphysical interrogation: two movements superimposed across two weathered parchments.

BBC inadvertently creates and epic trailer for their anti-Russian propaganda docuseries, which encompasses the brilliant, Vladimir Putin!

"Cemetery Blues" recorded at a Wisconsin cemetery, over many hours, condensed into 10 minutes; with beautiful Fall colours and rustlings, and complimented by a beautiful sonata!

“American strawberry fields are being DRENCHED in cancer-linked pesticides — while workers are in full-head-to-toe hazmat suits, respirators, and gloves! Two workmen, spraying poison directly onto the berries that will soon hit grocery stores nationwide. These are the “fresh” strawberries your family eats. If the chemicals are so toxic that the *applicators* need full-body protection… what exactly are we feeding our kids? This isn’t “farming.” This is chemical warfare on our food supply. It’s time to Make America Healthy Again. Boycott the poison. Grow your own. Demand clean food. Seek out local 'pick your own' strawberry venders and farmer's markets.”