Midnight is closer than you think. “45” ticks until the end. If you haven’t heard his negotiation negated this nation and ignited nationalism’s necrotic neurosis in North Korean. Sequence: Bang!

Charlie: The name Charlie is a boy’s name of English origin meaning “free man”. Charlie derives, of course, from the classic name Charles which, in turn, comes from a German word meaning “free man.” 

Estus: It seems to me that the name for estus flasks could be derived from the Greek word “εστία” – “Estea” which translates to hearth as in hearth fire, so the estus flask is a little part of the bonfire, that is pretty much the only warm and welcoming thing in this game.

Ezell: English: of unknown origin. The name was well established in the Carolinas by the mid 18th century. In one branch of the family the name was changed to Israel; this is a derivative, not the origin. Americanized form (under French influence) of German Esel, a nickname from Middle High German esel ‘donkey’. (cchannel’s opinion: i add that African descendants who were made illiterate slaves and their offspring, who heard and knew Bible verses named children “Ezel” – which was an probably is the illiterate pronunciation of the name Ezekiel, aurally and orally). Ezekiel is a masculine Hebrew language name, meaning “God’s Strength.” It can be used as both a given name and a surname.

Channel: A channel is a passageway, a means of access for a thing, a communication, or an idea. Think of a channel as sort of a tunnel or a funnel that moves something directly through. The noun channel can be used for many such avenues.

Junior: The name Junior is a Latin Baby Names baby name. In Latin Baby Names the meaning of the name Junior is: Younger. Used in the United States to distinguish a son from his father, when both bear the same name.

That is my name, given at birth: November 16, 1944 – in the midst of World War 2. Charlie Estus Ezell Channel, Jr. I’ve never seen the need or had the urge to change it.

In the stream of time, we are on the edge. In context begin in the Book of Daniel. See Chapter 39 and 39. “THEY WILL HAVE TO KNOW THAT I AM JEHOVAH”, -> Revelation Chapter 6.

“He did not choose wisely.”

Taking it to the streets
The curious ask, “Why?”
The answer in the beats
We can make it if we try

Declaration when we meet
In pain and hurt and cry
The principle is sweet
Liberty or die

Form of government bad
Destructive of these ends
People’s rights alter or abolish shit
No insurrection sin

Abolish or alter it
Institute a new
Foundation on such principle
Is what this nation grew

Power to the people
Take it to the street
Peace, justice and freedom
In that place we meet

True Confessions from the Hacker-Time Bloggersphere.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Three years ago, I was on assignment. My job was to monitor traffic. Specifically, “A-1’s” communication on Twitter. A-1 is the code name that identifies “Ass-Hole-Number-One.” He likes the designation. He doesn’t know what the word “mnemonic” means. He can’t read.

My bosses face reddened. He jumped up. He lifted his right hand and rolled his eyes to the ceiling flinging his coffee mug, shattering shards of fragments off the white board back towards the front of the table. I ducked and put my hand over my face.

“What in the name of democracy is happening? He’s a god damned mother-fuckin’-cock-sukin’ idiot!” he bellowed.

“He tweeted it, boss.”

“When?”

I really wasn’t sure.

“He sent the doomsday code word out in plan text, in a fuckin’ Tweet? You’re telling me he Tweeted? Cov … Tweeted????? When in the fuck did that happen?”

I handed Matt the transcript. The date-time stamp was a few minutes after midnight.

“I guess he wasn’t fuckin’, Boss.”

“Don’t say anything. Don’t blink. Don’t move. Don’t react. Don’t breath it … Don’t ever even think about that word again, ever … never!” Matt scowled. “There’s too much shit going on right now and there’s bound to be other shit and more shit after that and with so much shit on top of shit and shit going on, and this shit … and … “

“Shit!” He exploded, stomped out of the conference room, slamming the door, muttering. “He’s fuckin’ idiot! A god-damned fuckin’ idiot!!!”

“Toilette paper,” I whispered under my breath. “I guess I better go buy some … “

“If you’re not living on the edge your using too much space.”

I’m up on Jamulus. Groove time. Get it

JAMULUS

So far, living is uncertainty. Will i see another Sunrise? Will i sleep in bed? Will i walk among you? Will i talk instead? Is a roof above my head? i the walking dead? The grateful instead? Depression fronting dread. It’s destiny instead. Keep the faith. Keep dreaming. Seek truth and wisdom in all you are seeing.

Peace be within your grasp, in all that you are seeing. A little help from all your friends, will always be your being. The love and truth within the jar, within the light’s that beaming.

Perhaps, just perhaps, the thing that we are chasing is beneath our feet, within our hands, within our beat. I see the truth in all that’s said, in all that’s done, in all that’s dead.

In the absence of nothing there is existence, and in the existence of nothing there is infinity. Infinity that expands in everlasting loop. It is the matter of the moment that beings into consciousness the reality that it all simply under our hands.

Be in love. Be in peace. Be involved in all you seek. Be meek. Be truth. Be red white blue black green pink yellow:

“Hello!”

Time leaves its marks on all things,
The living and the dead
The thoughts and dreams and human scenes
The things inside your head

April 21, 1983
A time of love and Spring
A time of hope with labor bring
A life replaced the dead
And love was born instead

I’ve got nothing more to say …

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