ScapeGoat

In the bible, Leviticus chapter 16: 8-22
it reads about two goats. After casting lots
to choose the scapegoat, the other goat is
sacrificed on the altar. Then Aaron is to
take the scapegoat and to pray and confess
all the sins of Israel into the goats head.
Then the scapegoat is to be released out
into the wild desert.

In the world of symbols and metaphysics,
this single act by Aaron as commanded by
God, opens the door between reality and
myth. Both the act and effect are logistics
of Set Up Symboling.

Music Painting and Poetry Work Station

Photos of my new work area.

I moved my 17 inch monitor

on an easel, and connected my

i-pen to my tower on the floor.

The monitor still doubles as

a music monitor with just a

click of the mouse/i-pen which

is between the 17 inch and the

laptop.

The poetry I can write on either

the tower dell or the laptop.

My 13 inch MacBook is not in

these photos. It is my wife's

computer and she mostly uses it.

Click here to go to my new art gallery

called Gallery de Fuego dot com,

and check out my MS Paintings.

Cut Them Slack

"With creative geniuses, you have to cut them
a lot of slack."

Yoko Ono Lennon

Unpolitically Correct

I am unpolitical and correct in saying
that when politically speaking, I am
not voting. But if I was voting, I would
vote for Obama/Clinton.
We really need a women and a black
man in the white house to clean up
all the bush Yuk!

I am not talking about simple poor
black and white house keepers here.
I want Obama to be President and Hillary
to be vice President. It is the only way
America can Politically clean up the White
House.

This is our chance to have both a black
man and a women in the White House
at the same time. If we blow this chance
and let the republicans stay in the White
House, then we deserve what ever evil
should befall us.

Imagination

"Imagination is more important than

intelligence".

Einstein  

Not So Still Life

One of my new paintings. this is the only
form that you will ever see it in, meaning
that it does not really exist save in cyberspace.
For an explanation of this and to see other
versions of this, and other painting go to my:
Drawings and Paintings Archive.

Angel in Cyberland

Down through the wormhole (dial-up modem sound)
I go, into Cyberland, where everything is smaller
and stranger. In Cyberland I meet a girl named
Ecila, and we travel together through Cyberland.

One day Angel tried to go to Cyberland to see
Ecila, but the stupid wormhole (modem) dial-up
connection was down. So Angel darted over to
his trusty MacBook and connected to Cyber-
land via broadband. But the connection was so
sudden, that the impact of Angel hitting Cyber-
land, smashed him into cyberbits. After picking
up all of Angels tiny bits, Ecila continued her
lonely journey through Cyberland.

One day, Ecila noticed that if she took one of
Angels tiny bits and decoded it by turning it
into HTML, that she could make herself grow
and have access to real computers in the real
world, and one day she found the real Angel
on a weblog and after finding out that he was
married, shrank back down and went back
to Cyberland.

While Angel in the mean time in first world
didn't know that Ecila was in town looking
for him. He didn't care either way anyway
since all this is just made up while I wait for
breakfast, and have nothing else to post right
now.

The End.

Welcome To My Cyberworld

This Weblog and all it's corresponding pages
are my cyberworld, a cyberworld of my own
creation. With help from God and Blogger.com
I am able to create all the fascinating pages
and related stuff that make up Weblog De Fuego.

If you are one of the lucky few that get the
opportunity, albeit by chance, to come across
Weblog De Fuego or any of it's related pages,
then consider yourself a fortunate person
and share your good fortune with others by
telling them about Weblog De Fuego.

Why would you do this for someone you don't
even know ? cause, I put the idea in your head.
But that's OK, cause I am not telling you to do
something bad. But if it turns out that you hate
Weblog De Fuego and all it's related pages,
then may I say you should go quickly to the
bathroom, take out your brain, and give it
a good washing.

If that does not remove all the yuk of weblog,
then may I suggest that you take out your
brain again and repeat steps 1 and 2.
finally with your brain once again clean and
fresh, you may again continue on your journey
through this illusion called life. Please take a
number and have a seat, and your name will
not be called shortly. Unless of course your
name really is Shortly, in which case your
name has already been called.

If your name has already been called,
then please stand up, return the number
and leave at once. We will not notify you
about any changes in your case, or if we
have changed locations. Thank You and
have a nice day.

Hardest Thing In The World

Bipolar Ranting in B flat minor

The hardest thing in the world for me

is to be an unrecognized artist. Nobody

even knows that I exist, and being on the

internet doesn't really help much. It is

really hard for me to have all my beautiful

piano music just go to waste collecting cyber-

dust on my weblog, cause everyone just

wants to hear Jichel Mackson or some

other famous pop star, or rock & roll stuff.

I haven't even mentioned my sonnets.

And worse than that, I am making no

money from my sonnets or from any

of my piano music. It is because of my

bipolar disorder that I can't get out there

to promote my music. The thing that's

ironic, is that it is the bipolar disorder

that creates the music and sonnets.

A catch 22 and then some.

I do not know anyone in the

music business and I am poor. So now

you all know what kind of hell I go

through every day. To make things worse,

my wife does not help me emotionally

and actually makes things worse. :-(

Somebody shoot me please.

A Three Computer Guy

I use three computers in my daily

activities. I use a desktop tower dell

computer for studio work and for

piano and symphonic composition.

My studio computer is not on line

for obvious reasons being where I

create and store all my original music

and my original sonnets/poetry.

And I have two laptops on line.

A MacBook and Inspiron dell. These

laptops control and run all my Weblog

sites and pages. My job is to run these

three computers, creating my weblog

with updates, creating and posting my

music, and my poetry/sonnets and my
MS Paintings/Art. To gather and store
info from the net and to have lots of
fun doing it all.

Never before in history (until now)

could one person from their home

have access to so much information

concerning everything about life and

then some, and all this, just one click

away. Plus, to write a poem and upload

it and have the whole world be able to

see it instantly on the internet.

If your not in this midst of it, then it

boggles the mind. Even so, it

boggles the mind to be a part of it

while actually being it (making history).