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That's where we're at...don'tcha think?

...NOTE...

"Unfinished Business" is a work in progress...written and developed live, as it happens.

You may come back an hour from now to find a totally different story.

There's no telling where they go, or when they appear.

Don't miss 'em...enjoy the process!

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Goddess Dresses should never have been worn by any chick other than Kim Novak, or Julie Newmar.

At least ya knew they were actresses, playing make-believe, from the start.

Unfortunately, Goddess Dresses are kinda like Boats.

With Goddess Dresses, if ya can buy 'em and fit into 'em, ya can wear 'em.

There are no other qualifications.

Boats are the same. 

Up to the size that requires a pro, anyone who can buy a Boat, can drive it.

Thats's why there are so many run down ol' Boats around.

A lot of them were a good idea at the time.

Fashionable, if you will...much like Goddess Dresses.

My love of rundown ol' Boats and exquisite women in Goddess Dresses has led me to unimagineable pleasures...often followed by fathomlessly rancorous anguish.

Guess what?

The unimagineable pleasures beat the fathomless anguish like a pissed off monkey on a cheap tin drum.

Then it was now.

Hmmmmm!

Nature...circa 1982...excerpted from "This Just Came...an American Hobo's Papers", published 1996 by Yours Truly.

Nature is represented here as a young sapling, in a primeval forest...Willow, or Aspen...quaking in a gentle breeze, slender, supple, green, and bent to make a snare.

Along comes a rabbit.

Snap!

Nature and Mankind co-operate. Mankind survives.

Later.

The Human who made the snare, to catch the rabbit, to feed his family, is hungry again. The kids are screaming. His mate is in a fury.

This Human goes to the same tree over and over again. Soon, his scent pervades the area. His snare works once in a while. He catches hedgehogs and water rats.

Eventually...

The snare turns up empty every time. His family despises the hunter.

But, he never thinks to move to a new tree.

Nature has become his enemy. He bends and bends the sapling, angrily wrestling with his snare.

One day...as he struggles with the no longer so sapling, sapling, his foot becomes entangled in the snare.

The sapling is now a strong young tree...a snapling.

The persistent, but not too clever Human hung by his ankles for three days, until the vines he had used for his snare rotted and broke.

He fell on his head.

Starving, semi-conscious, barely sentient, and ever more intolerant of nature's ways, he spent the next two days crawling back to his cave.

There, his starving wife and children attempted to nurse him back to health.

He was their only hope for survival.

I don't know if those humans survived. But, I think they did.

I think they proliferated.

I think their progeny exist to this day.

Sounds familiar...eh?

There really is 'nothing new under the Sun'.

It's all just differing configurations of the exact same stuff.

Which leads us to today's Global Crisis.

Humans have messed with the exact same stuff to a point where we now face a Global Crisis.

First and foremost...it's only a Global Crisis because we have recently decided to view ourselves as part of The Global Village.

One heartbeat, ya know?

Secondly, the Climate Crisis aspect of this current mess is only because we suddenly have more weather research and recording gadgets than ever before...there's gotta be a use for the stuff...something that makes said gadgets indispensible to Humanity.

Unfortunately, The Global Village thing, while a naturally beautiful idea has become part of the exact same stuff as well.

Products and ideas from every nook and cranny of Mudda Eart's surface are available to anyone...anywhere...with access to the right gadgets.

Do you possess the right gadgets...and do you know how to utilize each to the fullest?

Knowing is gonna be of critical importance...soon!

Take the full tour.

There is a lot of material included.

Just start clicking away...be certain to read the Blogs in their entirety...even if a passage seems blah blah blah...the next one may blow you away...every word is purposeful.

Don't miss any links on the smythspace.tv home/index page...nor any that follow.

Let the cursor hover as you scroll down the page.

Some images are links, some are just for fun...right click and save anything on the page...save images as windows bitmaps, and use them as desktop wallpaper.

Here's one now...





It's a "Peaceful Porthole"...you'll come across more of them on your tour...enjoy!

You can always return to the home page and start over if things get boring, are going too fast, or are confusing.

Start off with a different link...see where that leads.

It says 'give it an hour' on the website.

The full tour will take longer.

But, it will be worth the time.

Plus... you'll have fun, be enlightened, and your outlook will brighten...if you let it...GUARANTEED!!!

RE...Blogs...

there's a Seachange a comin'

comin' for us all

we're bound ta get swept up in it

all ridin' on this ball

since what you see is what you get

learn to see it all

Poor Misinformed Humans

TODAY'S LARGEST GROWTH MARKET

period...bar none...

That's my target.

I figure the first big idea to hit the Poor Misinformed Humans market will become Instantly Iconic, and can positively influence our Culture/Future.

We really need something like this...for its own sake...NOW!

These Blogs serve as a reminder that SmythSpace has been developing solutions since before most Folks were even aware of the problem.

Gives me a leg up, eh?

It can give you one as well.

Follow the links contained therein.

They get a little roundabout, so go back to the Blog's homepage if you get lost.

Each Blog is contained on a single web page, but the links sometimes take you far afield.

Let it sink in, and contact me...email links are randomly scattered throughout the proceedings.

You'll come across one soon.

Betcha we can come up with some solutions...together...

Oh, yeah...don't waste much time on the fun stuff.

There's been enough of that already.

Seems to me that it's what got us onto this mess, don'tcha think?

It's time to get down to biznis here.