I suppose it is some specie of relief that one’s obvious mental issues may not be held against one in the modern workplace, that indeed those issues, assuming they are in tune with the hive mind, are to be the sine qua non of a prosperous career. Once one truly loves Big Bro all things are possible.
ghostsniperFebruary 10, 2020, 2:17 PM
Yeah, well if someone gave me many millions of legal tenders for very little effort I’d probably have a lot more virtue signalling compassion than I do too. The thing about living in an unreal world is that the real world seems unreal to you. A disconnect occurs and the only known method that works 100 percent of the time to correct it is a good solid crack across the back of the skall with a baseball bat.
What a banal and little person. Extremely talented – I did love The Joker movie – but fully and wholly bereft of sense and reason.
Gaw, the things that animate liberals are so cockamamie. I would never give them even a moment’s thought unless some asswipe brought them up. Environment. Immigrant’s rights or motives. Stupid, stupid shit.
It’ll ruin him in the end. He’ll go down in flames and his talent will be unrealized. What a frikkin waste. Thanks, Hollyweird.
CallmelennieFebruary 10, 2020, 2:46 PM
Never trust a person whose only talent is portraying total degenerates in movies — even if he does it better than anyone else on the planet
Auntie AnalogueFebruary 10, 2020, 3:51 PM
People who do Pretend for a living have an enormous load of sheer damned gall to lecture people who do Reality for a living.
rabbit tobaccoFebruary 10, 2020, 3:52 PM
Is he acting, or being real? I wonder if he knows? Hmmmm…
JackFebruary 10, 2020, 4:40 PM
Phoenix is a first class screwball, trippy as all fck. I’d bet his character development for Commodus took no more preparation than slipping into costume.
ghostsniperFebruary 10, 2020, 7:25 PM
That boy has never made one centavo off’n my ass and never will. I barely know who he is. And as far as I know this was the only video I have seen of him. srsly, he doesn’t exist. just an assembly of colorful moving dots on a white plastic film
TrangBang68February 10, 2020, 8:32 PM
Didn’t he and his loonie siblings grow up in South America in the Children of God cult?
Bet a nickel he was shroomin’ off his ass. He’s just at the point when the fun part starts to get uncomfortable, and you realize how awful you’ve been to nature and decide you’re not worthy of the beauty and it’s getting too heavy and you want it to stop but it won’t stop so you try to apologize to a tree or kiss a dandelion.
JWM
Kevin in PAFebruary 11, 2020, 4:52 AM
@JWM,
If he were to apologize to a tree or kiss a dandelion it would tolerable, even understandable and possibly humorous. But this psycho-babble about too many white people and “I’m conflicted” is utterly insufferable.
Maybe he really is bat-shit crazy. His portrayal of madness in Joker was stunning.
ODFebruary 11, 2020, 10:16 AM
Seinfeld on actors : “Stand here … wear these clothes … say these words …. Brilliant ! …. NOT.”
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God’s last Put out the light was spoken.
— Robert Frost
The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
ARTIST: CASEY KLAHN
Song of Myself
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
“From a student radical/hippie/leftist of the Free Speech Movement/Vietnam Day Commitee era and a full-on Democratic Liberal in the decades after, I think I’ve evolved a politics that is neither right nor left but is, in its elemental nature, draconian. In the last 20 years, I’ve taken apart my beliefs with a sledgehammer. Now I’ve got to put the surviving parts back together with tweezers and other ‘shabby equipment, always deteriorating’.”
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1692 MANGROVE AVE
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The shattered water made a misty din.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
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I suppose it is some specie of relief that one’s obvious mental issues may not be held against one in the modern workplace, that indeed those issues, assuming they are in tune with the hive mind, are to be the sine qua non of a prosperous career. Once one truly loves Big Bro all things are possible.
Yeah, well if someone gave me many millions of legal tenders for very little effort I’d probably have a lot more virtue signalling compassion than I do too. The thing about living in an unreal world is that the real world seems unreal to you. A disconnect occurs and the only known method that works 100 percent of the time to correct it is a good solid crack across the back of the skall with a baseball bat.
What a banal and little person. Extremely talented – I did love The Joker movie – but fully and wholly bereft of sense and reason.
Gaw, the things that animate liberals are so cockamamie. I would never give them even a moment’s thought unless some asswipe brought them up. Environment. Immigrant’s rights or motives. Stupid, stupid shit.
It’ll ruin him in the end. He’ll go down in flames and his talent will be unrealized. What a frikkin waste. Thanks, Hollyweird.
Never trust a person whose only talent is portraying total degenerates in movies — even if he does it better than anyone else on the planet
People who do Pretend for a living have an enormous load of sheer damned gall to lecture people who do Reality for a living.
Is he acting, or being real? I wonder if he knows? Hmmmm…
Phoenix is a first class screwball, trippy as all fck. I’d bet his character development for Commodus took no more preparation than slipping into costume.
That boy has never made one centavo off’n my ass and never will. I barely know who he is. And as far as I know this was the only video I have seen of him. srsly, he doesn’t exist. just an assembly of colorful moving dots on a white plastic film
Didn’t he and his loonie siblings grow up in South America in the Children of God cult?
Bet a nickel he was shroomin’ off his ass. He’s just at the point when the fun part starts to get uncomfortable, and you realize how awful you’ve been to nature and decide you’re not worthy of the beauty and it’s getting too heavy and you want it to stop but it won’t stop so you try to apologize to a tree or kiss a dandelion.
JWM
@JWM,
If he were to apologize to a tree or kiss a dandelion it would tolerable, even understandable and possibly humorous. But this psycho-babble about too many white people and “I’m conflicted” is utterly insufferable.
Maybe he really is bat-shit crazy. His portrayal of madness in Joker was stunning.
Seinfeld on actors : “Stand here … wear these clothes … say these words …. Brilliant ! …. NOT.”
Apallingly evident the wrong brother OD’d.
Who is this “We”?
He may feel entitled.
I don’t