The Bus Driver

It was quite late, that's all he kept thinking on his first day. The training had been monotonous, rigid, and his employees uninspired, lazy, the only risque thoughts of various sexual positions enough to keep them awake. The minutes of the last months were spent simply with his eyes moving back and forth, his head bouncing up and down, and the snores of the homeless taking a free ride interrupting his reflections on the new found life of a Bus Driver.

With fog penetrating the window panes of the flat faced tan colored bus, his wheels screeched while moving fast off the lines with a sudden green light. The area was quiet, the ocean simply around the corner, and down the hills to the golden ages of time. The waves muffled the rich pedigree of the past. Once filled with mansion tops, expensive baths, theme parks, it was now replaced with rather over priced restraunts and a once inspiring park left now to decay whose statues were random persons praised only for their antiquity.

It had only been a 100 years that it existed, maybe a bit more.

He had watched TV programs while unemployed that characterized true artistic wonders, thousands of years old, showing the thoughts and feelings of a civilization long lost to war, famine, revolutions.

"Fucking a hundred years old," he muttered under his breath. "Man, we don't know nothin'."

Cascades of shadows filtered onto his brow as he pulled along the same park now only a 100 years old. When the bus finally came to a halt, he sat back.

Sometimes he would stare off into space for minutes before awakening to either a cab honking, or a bum banging on the door for spare change, or the next shift knocking after catching him asleep while working. He knew the city needed him, they couldn't find anyone to take these shitty hours, and let alone work for a city with such poor benefits and meager wages.

It was always interesting what he saw on the bus rides through the city. The drinkers with their paper bags, the tweekers with their Jack-O-Lantern smiles, or the club kids sucking down water bottles after grinding their teeth, or the little old asian ladies who would only stare at him with a blank stare but smile as they stepped down in a shuffling fashion. These characters, heroes, villians made his days less tedious. He wished he had a notebook to write about the most horrible singer who would sing , "Take me out to the Ballgame," at 6 in morning to woo half asleep damsels in distress. He wore the old Lakers Champions cap with glasses he must have found outside an optometrist's office.

The Plans of the Planets

New album theme-

stories are dreams- nightmares meant to haunt the dreams of Bela Lugosi- the god of the geppetto universe- each poem, each story is meant to reflect his creation, it is taking the creator and making him face what the day to day is like- tiny dreams, snippets of nightmares

use dreams like-

dads chasing sons whose drugs are burning up in front of them
stadiums where people trying to commit suicide must be televised so all can lament their pain- its your best friend on the TV after having dinner and you didnt know he or she went home to try to end it all
it is becoming a fox and being hunted for sport

random obscure passages dealing with our world- it is meant to destroy Bela, make him go mad, and call off the Galactus

the other story line-

4 kids from random places come together to search out the map, the design for the pod to take the last of the human species to a new planet, a new genesis, and all that ensues with tryin to find the whale's whose belly contains a piece of it- calling it out

that's all for now

-this was all-
-in communication-

(3 lines said alone- two quartets uttered in succession in rhythmic pattern)

all our cries
flow through time
into darkness

with the wavering
fabrics of skeleton signs
with tiger teeth we puncture
into tweeked out spines

use the symbols of our cultrues
pass so holy, sublime
we simply shimmer in our
artistic vibes

in a foggy hue
smoke rising through
into twilight

with your image in the foreground,
we pressed on for you
with battered, ragged
diamonds in the soles of our shoes

while brotherhood still lingers
on the tips of our tongues
like fingers grappling mysteries of
long ancient songs

the light still calls
the tree roots hunger on
into eternity

chours

-this was all-
-in communication

(-put this chant between samples-)

---we were moving---
---we were moving---

--we were moving space and time---

they're trying not to shake us
in some other dimension,

dare i mention,

its pot

filled with the circulating
thrombolitic
parasitic
idealistic kind of
existential, new age thought

that causes rebels to pick up spears
become isolated man gods
killing their creator with the suffering and love

as they shave
their histories' blood and tears
ignore captured grecians who never hear
the sparatans calls to the best sides of us all

terracotta warriors of another space and time
a different kind of war a sword that
could injure a thousand or more
in the blink of an eye

all our cries
flowing through time
into darkness

this was all

in communication

Assignment:

This december read- The Rebel by Albert Camus before writing Plans of the Planets-

concepts: rebellion- what is it

Fuck the Galactus, Bitch

dude we need to put "the clock strikes" after why conversation and leave the three last songs together cause they are connected in theme and story line and are the basic introduction to The Plans of the PLanets- essentially

we begin on the shores of a great ocean, the working class all lying out on the shores of thr pacific ocean, lifeless, still, it is quiet, the dawn of the galactus had come to that last species of a distant planet. We explore the cultures of the future earth, we learn of its social orders, it psychology, its yearning for youth sung off key at midnight, crying, howling out over creation for us to be recognized for the purity longing for an answer. The knowledge of the Galactus' whereabouts, and the 2 gG's.

We end the album in space, out overlooking the ghosts, the remnants of past galacti frozen as statues where other planets had not been so lucky as the humans, total irradication.

The next tale is 4 elements that must be found to unlock the secrets to the blueprint, the blueprint for the device to save only two. who will they be? the 2 gG's? Clint are we destined to rise into space and be left? Who knows? The plans of the planets is to destroy and eat Bela Lugosi, God.

It is the kids, the adults, the races, together looking and catering to inner space and leave outer space to itself.

and
such

were the plans of the planets.

release the gaalctus, bitch

curt aka kurtz aka The Galactus One aka Dik Lizzard

write a poem based on xanga-

go back and find one liners
poem is made up of observations and one liners over the last 2 years

and i'll be stuck here forever
living in the ghost of your song

and i'll be stuck here forever
moving on
moving on

(underneath singing repetitively" the comfort of TV the comfort of TV the comfort of TV

Story Notes

Whales-

A whale is frozen like a statue in the ocean- somewhere- the key to finding the blueprint is to unlock various secrets on the earth- there are 4- something like the elements- earth, wind, fire, water- and so in this story- the plans of the planets begins with earth and its whales- to locate the blueprint, must awaken the cestcean- if awakened, it will rise above the water and its song will trigger some reaction that will help lead to the blueprint-

make the song actually focus on aspects of whales, like physiology all runnin rampant in vocals, no moby dick refrences please, overdone

anyway- travel through water by one of the teenagers- who are the main characters in Plans of the Planets- skippin school, wanting to become part of the 2 G's and defeat the Galactus filling the horizon with the emerald glow of his eyes, the horizon is a greenish hue at night

Star Trek Film Notes

The Only Relevant Species- Whales

10 minutes- cool discussion of the one vs the many, philosophical discussions with Spock

21 minutes- "United Federation of the Planets" Distress Signal

25 minutes- deciphering the probe message- whales are extinct- "songs sung by whales"- 10 million years before man- alien probe to discover why lost contact

28 minutes- plan of finding whales to bring to future

30 minutes- Hamlet reference- then "may fortune favor the foolish" then series of warps, steady as she goes, warp 5, 6, 7, 8, 9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE POWER THE POWER GOES ON- FROM EVERY PLANET IN EVERY SEA
THE POWER THE POWER GOES ON- IT'S IN YOU ALL, CAN'T YOU SEE

34 minutes- i am receiving whale song, song coming from SAN FRANCISCO- From THE CITY- That Doesn't make sense- DUDE WE'RE USIN THIS MAN- slow his voice so it is way low- from the city

36 minutes- set us down in golden gate park- hells yea

41 minutes- walk the streets of san francisco and find some humpback whales

46- scientific discussion on the physiology and behaviors of whales- detailed physio here- and the principle enemy is man-

49 minutes- discusses what purpose of song truly is- mating situal? navigation? communication beyond our comprehension??

stop watching 1 hour 4 minutes

going to start bringing my cassette tape- 10 people all saying:

"and such were the plans of the planets-"

then ask questions-

where did we come from?

if there is a god what is that like? If not, why don't you think there is a form of God?

what do you think the Galactus is?

What music do you hate the most and why?

What music do you love the most and why?

There's apparently something about whales

So we're doin a whale song- i'm not entirely sure what this means, but i'm doin some kindof story about them great orcas! haha YEE HAW! SEA WORLD!! SOUTHERN CAAAAAALIFORNIA!!!! REPTILES! HOLLYWOOD!!! FAKE TITTIES!!!!!

Yep, there's something about whales, their sounds, their size, the fact that they're mammals trips people out the most. We are related to these biiiiig fucking fish in the sea, and I am quite sure the evangelicals praise it so bc of the bible relationship- even Shamu can be pawned off as a great moral parable about God and man.

Thus, I must look deeply into the movie called Star Trek: The Voyage Home- and i believe it is 6

I mean, why did they count every fuckin one- seriously, it is boring corporate advertisers who think we can't follow sequential movies- everyone knows Empire Strikes Back is in the middle and that Two Towers is the most epic and killer- the middle is a good place to be according to the critics.

So there's that- and we need to now install the idea of interviewing people on the street and asking really philosophical questions, take them off guard, see how they respond, send them to Clint, let him fuck with it, and BAM we gotta track- if I go down to the Haight for 5 minutes I'd have enough material for 5 albums of sampling

And so it shall be forever and ever and ever

MORE

and now

the name of the third book

[g]eppetto [G]estapo- "Sir, We have the 2 G's Here"

Further Story Line for Geppetto Gestapo

Plans of the Planets-

Each human species has traveled planet to planet, where they travel out to next planet and Galactus kills each- and the way they get away each time is that a blueprint has been passed down to each human species traveling to new planet, the blueprint is for building a traveling sphere- so the plans of the planets is that this info gets out, but the humans have misplaced it over time- this is the longest they have gone- decrease in intellect???- in the plans of the planets possibly have a story of these kids, or detail each kid's adventure to retrieve the blueprint- to get to the blueprint they must get a piece of the galactus's heel- why though??? Think on this

Carpet Remains

Sik & Dik Lizzard in Carpet Remains

Story 1

Bob C Cock is supposedly dead, as Carpet Reamins we find him alive and well- thus we start a war of the absurb, we enter onto a Primus forum and announce Bob C Cock is alive and well- we will offer 1,000,000 to any man to find him and bring him to us

Find a hidden code to use for them to decipher- only the seriously good assassins will know

Thus song 1, we explore the exploits of 3 seperate characters, 3 seperate assassins as they try to chase and find Bob

While chasing him, they never quite get to him- before they do, however, they meet their end

use 3 seperate voices for each lyric

For metal parts- Scream:

I'M COMING FOR YOU!

Troy in Uganda: Ultimate Heart of Darkness Tribute

Story told to me by Troy Drysdale, allowing me to write it, based on actual events.

Story begins with students visiting Kenya. Find a website about an island with concrete relics, kind of like a resort in the middle of nowhere. What unravels is akin to a modern Heart of Darkness in sense of vibe these individuals were experiencing, not in total plot line as far as imperialism is concerned, but it does comment somewhat on eden and primitivism- are we happier at our most primitive state, a ravenous beast bent on serving itself and providing for its kin? The students are told to visit a fish village about an hour south of their primary location. They are then told to visit a small restraunt there, and ask for Mama Grace. Mama Grace could be this character who fancies the island owner, so she doesn't mind helpin him out, the free weed is also nice.

She directs him to a port a few miles down, I could insert lots of cool imagery here, like interesting relics, skulls, start to elaborate THIS AS A TRANSISTION or IN THE UNIVERSE HERE, THE MAN IS SOON TO LEARN OF HOW HOMINDS LIVED, MORE RELATION, BUT DO NOT BE DIRECT, MAN, KEEP IT VERY BELOW THE SURFACE
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As they arrive to the boat, they learn about navigating by the stars, as the sun will not illuminate the correct path in the rivers, but it is cloudy and the characters don't understand why they are still proceeding forth. However, they learn the reason later as the notice he rivers at night actually glow green, bright green, they made a type of paint that has flourescnet properities, so that's how they get there. They realize it is a supply boat, maybe a disguise for criminal acts, or another favor for weed.

As they arrive they see a dim latern on some kind of bank. As they get closer a large bonfire, like the aggies bonfire (find the height), erupts and a ragged man, british, with wild hair and beard comes out in a torn white coat with a blue and gold hawaiian shirt underneath, comes out. It is honor system on number of beers, but pot is planted on the island everywhere and is free. He built the island with his own hands, the stone "dorm" and his own "castle," which will be described in the story as they come. The castle, however so I can remember it, has three floors, nothing on the 1st, a gust room on the 3rd, and his on the 4th- the stairwell spirals up in the shape of a square. Rises to the 3rd floor. In his room, there is a ladder to the top, where you can see the panoramic 360 view of his island and the shore off in the distance, elaborate here in the concepts of primitivism and relay the story to main character about his killing fisherman that are unable to swim, never taught, which explains all the drowning. He first murders to protect his fish and island, as the fishermen there started to catch fish in the shallow waters, pregnant fish who hold their babies in their mouths until matured age, but they are swatting plungers in the top of the water, which causes the pregnant mothers to swim away releasing the babies, killing their flock, but catching the fleshy mothers, essentially eradicating their commerce supply. From then on character, learned that killing sometimes is necessary in the most primitive of states, war is merely an extension of this concept.

Fire ants eat pigs whole, and charcters experience their bite first hand while exploring island. They then notice the strange concrete structures.

Have an episode where a police boat is coming towards island and freaks! However, it is merely corruption in full view, as the police were paid to take some bird watchers out to some indigenous, off the path places.

In huts, there are lizards and bugs, mice in the walls, rumbling around, their feet panning all over like the hitting of sticks, The dog opens door, in suspense characters react, think it is the singluar hippo on the island or a wild boar, but it is only the island owner's dog.

Draw comparisons of Kafka's Castle with characters Castle, making a proper metaphor with the ideas by the Czech existentialist.

Have two Danish blokes come out with young african girlfriends, and have some disagreement or do AS TROY SAID, HE LOOKS AWAY, HE BELIEVES THAT BY MERELY ACKNOWLEDGING IT, HE IS DOING ITA GREAT SERVICE. HAVE THIS CONCEPT RUN THROUGH BY BEGINNING STORY WITH PROTAGONIST WALKING DOWN ROAD, SEEING A DEAD MAN ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD, LOOKING MERELY AT IT ONCE, AND THINKING THAT IS ENOUGH, HE WALKS ON TO MEET UP WITH FRIENDS FOR TRIP.

Religion-
There are evil spirits living among us, living in one's belly, curses from the despair and grudges of their ancient ancestors or other folk. And curses are like stones or sticks you hurl out at a passing animal. When you throw them, they can go anywhere, they can hit an unintended target, and withcraft is like that. Essentially, as a curse is made on another it flies across space, a metaphysical air, and could hit the victim's child instead of intended victim. Add this element to story, maybe have the island owner say this is his new religion, a truth revealed to him by living in those environments, science dissipates, technology and understanding of nature's complexity disappear, leaving the basic spiritual presence of ghosts and spirits, living and breathing in another world, the world that is producing these words, even.

Music Related Idea

For Plans of the Planets,

1) Opening is kid speaking about Galactus and humans moving past first planet which will doom the human race yet again, the only way to save it is by finding an ancient relic left by the contributors who started the species millenia ago. It has the answers to stopping the galactus. Once kid is through speaking, kicks into heavy, Isis jam.

2) Get RadioShack voice recorder, interview people and ask Question of Existence idea, what they would do if given the chance? Take all responses and litter them through the album as samples, also could use all to construct one sentence made of fragments from interviews.

3) Use recorder to record city sounds to give atmosphere to some tracks.

That is all.

Another story idea

Prison systems, small towns using privately funded prisons to house criminals, why is the US the leader in imprisoning its own people? Is the US govt changing slowly before our eyes into more extreme, more facist type of country? And are we simply moving along, lulled to sleep by commerce, such that under the surface, as the world's politics become more caustic, our response as a nation becomes more repressive? More backward? Why do fight a war on drugs when we embrace a drug that is killing our planet and murdering thousands now to millions of people, OIL?

It's Wallstreet, It's a New Day

So the new idea for a short story, is the story of a hungry wallstreet wannabe, a person bent on making it and the boss who creates a game, a world of facades to test the young up and coming investment advisor

The boss is slick, has the gentlemen appear at 4AM for an interview where he asks him what he can offer bc he know he has something he can offer him

He invites for a meeting with the business advisors, passes the test, meets with the main head honcho, where has asks for a salary and he says, "don't ever tell, let them make the offer first, then revise it all!

Read Liar's Poker and bget background then write the story

This along with other story idea:

Man addcited to entering contests and all the angles for why he finds it worth his while to win, and he does win with persistence, but why contests? Why the obsession with the feeling of winning in unwinnable odds?????

What does that reinforce?

What makes one do whatever to make it? What drives the man besides money, why money?