"The Bulletin Board"

elcome to the "update" page when I tell you just what the hell is going on inside "Galaxy Michael", veritably the "The Bard's Lair" of underground literary doggerel if that's want you want to call this little out-of-the-way jungle of the web that has yet to be conquered by corporate space, the dictates of media censorship, or even something so knee-slapping jolly as "The Department of Homeland Security" leaning over my chair sternly with a frown, if not sunglasses-faced impassiveness, and an attachė case full of lollipops to keep me less raucous, plied with sweets and bribery's tidings.

No, boys & girls-- I haven't sold out yet. Nor do I plan to be led to the corruptions of "the modern fame machine" like an alcoholic sniffing after the cork, and ending up drowned in the gutter like a Hollywood rat. Come here and enjoy THE FEAST OF THE SHORT STORY, and contribute to the tip-jar to keep the party going or "have your worm-eaten skull split by the pagan axe of hatred". Now that "our business" is out of the way (-- by your throwing-in of the occasional $20), let us drink deeply from the horn of plenty!

I recently listened to a bootlegged copy of Metallica's new album, "Death Magnetic" and can say lots of things about those four grimace-faced fellows looking singularly unhappy and unhealthy at this stage in their career. . . . . start over from scratch! There comes a point when you get so comfortable, that you grow soft-bottomed and complacent. Then the temple of gold you built for yourself "turns to shit" with "the law of diminishing returns" because you're not infusing more effort or new energy to give it "that flash" to keep up the integrity of the structure. Then you're scrabbling to get what you had back, but you're "missing the mark" because you're trying too hard and lack the original inspiration, looking up to the sky and questioning where it went as you're struggling around in the rubble of what was once great. You want to know what to do? Quit living the lives of coddled millionaires, surrounded by fake people, and go back to the street for a while to reclaim your hunger. Then "the old magic" will be back sooner than you know it, and you will be richer for the wear with all the gold you have ever mined rising up under you! Because out of rot, springs life. . . . . going back to the rich, primal soil of inspiration, of rootedness, which these days are not being honored in "The Great Dust Bowl" of corporate marketing which rips up the earth, squeezing it for every last possible cent of profit, and leaves people standing in "the bread-line of culture" woe-cheeked and emaciated. Give space for creativity to grow, for roots to spring, so the soil may reclaim its integrity and thrive once more! Now, that's a real "GREEN" policy!

See this "Viking" in Action-- "The State of Lawless"!
(Press "Stop" In Your Browser's Window to "Shut Off" The Music)

Don't forget, the refurbished screenplays in the Media Vault! Look for the fuller version of Galaxy Michael and the properly formatted version of Don Quixote U.S.A.! Another screenplay revision should be coming along soon. In the meanwhile, be entertained with the original message that's this page's trademark!

"Dealing with the Public" Primer
(& The Halloween Face When Things Get Ugly)
Click here for it. . . . .