James Mark Emmerling's Blog (42)

A Great Philosopher Upends the Mental Health Industry by Religion

  

The self admitted world's greatest philosopher, X, as in 'ex' -out, the nihilist par excellence , is also the world's silliest , funnest dude to hang with. He teaches through laughs.…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 27, 2015 at 11:30am — 31 Comments

The Bionic Penis

   I simply had to share this with you. I told Margaret and her son Woody about it earlier.

   "Hear that, Woody? There's hope for you yet," she said . This is the way she talks to the boy.

   "What are you freaks talking about?!" he exclaimed and went back to his video…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 24, 2015 at 2:31pm — 43 Comments

Flash Fiction Challenge: A Warning on Heartworms

   I write this to sound the alarm against the deadly plague of heartworm that (at least in my case) has crossed the dog-human species barrier and now threatens to end my life prematurely. It is not a palatable story, so I warn the faint hearted of you to take some heed.

   It started when my brother brought some mealy worms over on my birthday for our annual fishing trip . I prefer night crawlers but David is a cheap bastard with unusual ideas on how to fish and what to fish for. I…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 22, 2015 at 2:30pm — 33 Comments

Anxiety

    

   I was sleepin’ like a rat

When I heard something jerkin’

There stood Rita

Lookin’ just like Tony Perkins

She said, “Would you like to take a shower?

I’ll show you up to the door”

I said, “Oh, no! no!

I’ve been through this…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 21, 2015 at 1:00pm — 16 Comments

The Bipolar Blues Pt 223

  • We are all murderers and prostitutes — no matter to what culture, society, class, nation, we belong, no matter how normal, moral, or mature we take ourselves to be.

    Humanity is estranged from its authentic possibilities.
    This basic vision prevents us from taking any unequivocal view of the sanity of common sense, or of the madness of the so-called madman. … Our alientation goes to the roots. The realisation of this is the essential springboard for any…
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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 20, 2015 at 4:30pm — 23 Comments

The Horrible Death of the Bipolar Timetraveller

 

  I was in the garage, in my office in the corner by the rake, shovel, and shelf of tools, reading Heidegger when the bipolar timetraveller shimmered into existence to visit me from touring the universes looking for a cure for bipolar disorder and meeting minimal (sometimes deleterious) success.

   He sat in my lawn chair as I reclined in the solid…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 20, 2015 at 2:00pm — 7 Comments

A Lunatic Letter to the Editor

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive

And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes

And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,

Dial the combination, open the priesthole

And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall.
There's a kid who had a big hallucination

Making love to girls in magazines.

He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found…
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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 20, 2015 at 9:00am — 32 Comments

What to Do If Your Step Son Is Smoking Pot

 

The young man is smoking pot, I have learned. I learned it when he had his two corpulent buddy boys over, disappeared up in his room for half an hour of wallshattering giggling and boyish carrying on, descended and ate 3 pizzas and a plate…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 19, 2015 at 7:30am — 67 Comments

My New Mommy

THE SCENE;

MARGARET’S MOTHER’S SWANK SUBURBAN HOME WHERE SHE, ME, MARGARET, WOODY, DIANNA, ALEX, ARTHUR & FUJI LIVE.

 

Margaret’s 78 yr old mother Donna is undergoing the most…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 16, 2015 at 9:30am — 25 Comments

How I Died

  But this we may positively state, that nobody has made any progress in the school of Christ unless he cheerfully looks forward to the day of his death and to the day of the final resurrection.

  • John Calvin Golden Booklet of the True Christian Life,…
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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 14, 2015 at 2:00pm — 46 Comments

Wherein the Bipolar Timetraveller Finds me in Ohio

 

  I met Edgar the bipolar timetraveller , who searched the infinite alternate universes in search of a cure for bipolar to no discernible avail (he gets very manic sometimes to the point of speaking gibberish), back in CT where I was…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 13, 2015 at 2:30pm — 14 Comments

A Savage Journey Through Neurosis

  My third eye closed awhile back, and my two legally blind eyes were left negotiating reality. I became nauseous in a Sartean sense (''I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.'' ~from NAUSEA 1938). I was thrown into the tempest of a random universe; half the time I believe in a rationalism with both final and efficient causes , the other half I trust my eyes and am left bereft, with a…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 13, 2015 at 10:30am — 9 Comments

The Morals of Despair.

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need

When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed

There’s a dyin’ voice within me reaching out somewhere

Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 11, 2015 at 2:44pm — 6 Comments

Musings on Bipolar Disorder

Depressive Phase:

1.  All interests of the past that consumed you

are shrunken to insignificance...

Significance is what is missing.

"Significance'' the state of being likely to have a major effect; …

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 11, 2015 at 7:00am — 13 Comments

Margaret asked me one day to organize her immense proliferation of paper that marred the aesthetics of our living room. I collected her 'life' , you could say... and then said, ''Margaret, you ought …

Margaret asked me one day to organize her immense proliferation of paper that marred the aesthetics of our living room. I collected her 'life' , you could say... and then said,

''Margaret, you ought to make this into a book for chrissakes!''

"Don't yell. What do you mean?'' she said, headlong into  her past , editing her manuscript the 20 000th time....

''This stuff, not all that awful stuff in your past!''

''Maybe. When I am done with…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 10, 2015 at 7:26pm — 19 Comments

Where Have I Been?

Margaret asked me one day to organize her immense proliferation of paper that marred the aesthetics of our living room. I collected her 'life' , you could say... and then said,

''Margaret, you ought to make this into a book for chrissakes!''

"Don't yell. What do you mean?'' she said, headlong into  her past , editing her manuscript the 20 000th time....

''This stuff, not all that awful stuff in your past!''

''Maybe. When I am done with…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on August 10, 2015 at 7:00pm — 12 Comments

My Love and I Discuss My Upcoming Birthday

    

We will freedom for freedom’s sake,

in and through particular circumstances.

And in thus willing freedom, we discover that it depends entirely upon the freedom of others

and that the freedom of others depends upon our own. 

Obviously, freedom as the definition of a man

does not…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on June 13, 2015 at 6:00pm — 23 Comments

I Am Not Sure How Long I Will Last at my New Job

Personality is persona, a mask.The world is a stage , a theatrical creation: The self does not belong to its possessor. He and his body merely provide the peg on which something of a collaborative nature will be hung for a time. The means for producing and maintaining selves do not reside it the peg...

There will be a team of persons whose activity on stage in conjunction with available props will constitute the scene from which the…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on June 8, 2015 at 6:30pm — 16 Comments

A Farewell to Sarge

The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode

In the last hour of need, we entirely agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road

I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John, strong men belittled by doubt

I couldn't tell her what my private thoughts were but she had some way of…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on June 2, 2015 at 7:30pm — 25 Comments

Best of Luck, Best of the Boomers, David Letterman?

 

Every time is a time for comedy in a world of tension that…

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Added by James Mark Emmerling on May 20, 2015 at 2:00pm — 18 Comments

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