Chaos Weaving into Fantasy and Reality

The moment is mine, the power is mine, the majesty is mine, Galactus said. 

In an instant, a new region sprung into action, when Galactus showed himself to the human race. 

Galactus is neither good, nor evil, yet he must pulverize entire planets in order to survive. He's taller than many metropolitan skyscrapers, shorter than others. He's the only known entity in the universe that existed before the Big Bang, and that's just the beginning of who he is. 

The Silver Surfer was spawned to the masses in 1966 and created by Jack Kirby. Cutting to the case of all the details, the Silver Surfer on several occasions has stopped Galactus from pulverizing the entire Earth with his wits. 

Despite the power to implode every cell in Spider Man and other superheroes with a mere thought, the Silver Surfer's sheer might is nothing compared to Galactus, who gifted the Silver Surfer, aka Chrome Dome with his powers.

"Parable" is a short two part comic book written by Stan Lee and Keith Pollard in 2012. The obvious is clear from the very beginning. I knew Galactus wasn't going to transform Earth into mere space dust, but I had to know exactly how the Surfman was going to stop him this time. 

In "Parable," Galactus presents himself to the world, and when a high profile evangelist, Colton, convivences his followers he himself summoned Galactus to save our souls, its January 6 across the globe.  

 "If you would be saved, do what you will, take what you will. There is no wrong, there is no sin, pleasure is all," Galactus said. 

Galactus is blindly followed by the masses, and violence and destruction becomes the norm in "Parable."   

 "The sound of riots and mayhem disturbs my slumber, I feel no surprise, I have seen much of man's insanity," the Silver Surfer said. 

Many moons earlier, Galactus had made a truce with Chrome Dome to not destroy the Earth. 

"Who can know when reality ends and legend begins? Do we not see with our hearts and minds, as well as our eyes? Galactus plays god, having pledged not to slay the Earth by force, but by guile, the Silver Surfer said. 

The Surfman's poetic prowess embraced my senses almost every time he spoke in "Parable." Only those who believe blindly can be controlled like puppets as they enslave their minds to madness, because they thirst for leadership like a baby craves mothers milk. What has made them desperate to have others show them the way?   

The citizens of the world cease their worship of Galactus and turn to Chrome Dome for divine guidance. The Silver Surfer leaves the Earth once again, and hopes people realize the truest faith is faith in oneself. 

I have known the heady exaltation of victory and the gnawing pain of defeat, but I shall never cease my search for an oasis of sanity in this desert of madness that men call Earth. (Silver Surfer, "Parable," 2012) 

Four stars easy for "Parable" 1 and 2. 

Mark Izzy Schurr 

Injustices of WW II, Another Modern Moron Book Review

Loyalty hearings conducted by the Alien Enemy Control Unit, began for Japanese Americans on Dec, 7, 1941, and they were asked;

"Will you swear unqualified allegiance to the U.S. and faithfully defend the U.S. from any and all attacks foreign and domestic and forswear any form of allegiance or obedience to the Japanese emperor or any other foreign government power or organization?" 

INSTUCTIONS TO ALL PERSONS OF JAPANESE ANCESTRY; No Japs out after 8 p.m. No Japs allowed to travel more than five miles from their homes. These words were laden throughout all of America during the devious debacle of World War II. 

Julie Otsuka's 2003 book, "When the Emperor Was Divine," details the sinister reality about WW II on American soil, beginning on Dec. 7, 1941. Otsuka's book is the story of a Japanese American couple and their two young children during this period. 

Otsuka sagaciously gets to the point from beginning to end, without using a single name. On December's dark day in 1941, a Japanese father was arrested simply for being Japanese. Four days after his arrest, his wife and two young children had zero contact with him. By the 5th day, the husband and spouse were allowed to comminate extremely moderately via telegram. 

Prior to that dark day in December, the couple had been living together for 20 years in America as U.S. citizens. The woman and her children were forced to leave their house with only what they could carry, and report to the Civil Control Station. The CCS, upon their arrival, put them on a train to Utah. For the next 41 months, the husband and wife were severed of their joy together.    

The womans daughter was 11-years-old, and her boy was years younger then his sibling, and the three lived in a small room with a single light bulb, a wooden crate, used as a table, three iron cots and a pot bellied stove with no running water, and the bathroom was a block away. The three also had their Zenith radio they brought with them. 

The crystalline intensity of a single family is magnified for all readers in, "When the Emperor was Divine." 

The boy was very young; "I predge arrgiance to the frag, the little Japanese boy chanted against his will. Solly, so so solly, Otsuka translated. The woman and her children lived in their house till the fall of 1942, before the CCS sent them to a Japanese jail in Utah. 

During their 41 months, imprisoned in the desert, they had bamboo splinters shoved in their fingernails, and they were forced to kneel for hours at time. They witnessed other prisoners starve to death, and others doused with gasoline and made into human torches. Sometimes they were ordered to stand at attention and beaten. 

If you want more invidious details, read the book, it's a quick easy read, written in large font, and it's less than 260 pages, thus making it a swift and convenient read for all ages. The harsh reality of unwarranted fear and hatred is brilliantly documented by Otsuka in "When the Emperor was Divine." Despite the books horrid details, there is no profanity, and its appropriate reading for mature young children.  

Four and a half stars easy for this book I acquired at a Sonoma county library. 

Mark Izzy Schurr 

   

     

            

 

Zombies

Zombies are real, but they don't bite. Their classless and unfriendly, and no matter how many encounters you have with them, they never laugh or smile.        

Hell's kitchen serves a buffet of unwarranted hate, spawning day after day. Stone cold faces in too many places. 

It's great to be alone, away from their unwelcoming presence. Time to start another book.                                                          

Mark Izzy Schurr.                                                  

Yellow roses, Schurr Shot in the front yard with my Samsung phone camera. attachment. 

Bee Positive II

No AKs and sunny days, flowers and fresh garden food. Natures bliss amidst the beauty of the beaches. Imagination is my reality. Behind the camera or behind a book is the caress of dreams, or so it seems. 

Words and pictures, Schurr Shot, using my Sony cyber shot 50x zoom camera including the below picture of myself using the cameras timer, and yes, I did read 1927s "Propaganda."  

Mark Izzy Schurr  

  

 

One Life, One Bullet, Lets Rock 'n' Roll, Another Modern Moron Book Review

We fill the Earth with soulless cities and pollute ourselves with mindless music, and the erosion of our personalities feeds into the abyss of modern materialism. (Grady Hendrix / myself) 

Suicide, sex, mass murder, drugs and alcohol are just some of the baleful elements ejaculating from the fame starved heart of Terry Hunt, the former singer of the heavy metal band, Durt Wurk. 

"We Sold Our Souls," written by Grady Hendrix in 2018 was a book bequeathed to me from my sister Linda, and it didn't disappoint. Hendrix has a catchy writing style with solid story telling. It was like watching a movie as I read. 

In my dark place where blood churns, pain burns, iron rain falling on the bodies of the slain trapped inside a coffin of my pain. (Grady Hendrix, 2018)  

The band Durt Wurk got its name from their lead singer, Terry Hunt's weird uncle Mark who is a grave digger. and yes, uncle Mark is referred to as "weird uncle Mark" in "We Sold Our Souls," which still summons laughter to myself. 

The story is gripping, and not just some predicable tale of young musicians who start out as a basement band, and then sell their infinite souls to the Dark Lord of the universe for fame and fortune. Tinges of Devil worship exists in "We Sold Our Souls," but it's very brief.  

Kris Pulaski, while still in high school is the driving force of Durt Wurk, she sings, plays guitar and writes the bulk of their music. Terry is the one who sells his soul, and rids himself of all the other band members, including Kris, and seizes credit for all of the music and lyrics she wrote via vicious loopholes in the legal system and powers without form. Terry thus becomes the lead singer for Blind King, and later, Koffin, which rockets to fame, while Kris and her other band mates get caught in the ticking time clocks of works gilded cage. 

Without giving away too much, supernatural powers are granted to Terry, and he's able to get into the head of Scottie, a former Durt Wurk band mate. Scottie kills his wife and their two children and then himself because of nefarious forces Terry is able to awaken and insert into the core of Scotties mind.

JD Davis, former Drummer for Durt Wurk and Kris decide to combat Terry, and head to Las Vegas, where Terry's band, Koffin is the head lining act, even over the mighty real band, Slayer. JD and Kris rid themselves of their cell phones and are forced to take back roads to Vegas as they travel in JD's van in order to avoid invisible evil forces Terry is in tune with. 

Before teaming up with JD, Kris is forced to trek through a heinous cave in the heart of Black Iron Mountain, and the globalist elite mind control assassins. To save tens of thousands of lives, if not billions, Kris must make her way through a cave in which the ground is a seething surface of black bugs, jagged rocks and she's knee deep in bat feces. 

Tens of thousands of concert goers at the Vegas Koffin show are willingly attending their own slaughter without even knowing, and it's up to Kris and JD to save their souls. Yes, this seems cheesy to me as I'm writing the plot summary, but Hendrix has many surprises, and a very unpredictable outcome with some tense moments. 

Four stars easy for the book, "We Sold Our Souls."

Mark Izzy Schurr

         

 

Another Modern Moron Book Review

The music is in your mind, the mind is what we share, like sunshine and water. ("Who are the Plastic Ono Band? John & Yoko / Plastic Ono Band") 

This gem of a picture book was acquired from the downtown Santa Rosa library and radiates wisdom from both John Lennon and Yoko Ono, among others. 

"As we look back on the 20th century, I think the legend of John and Yoko will stand out as something great. I think millions of people are going to benefit from what they did," Timothy Leary said. 

The Beatles were only together for ten years, and their music has embedded itself into the very heart of time. All four Beatles did it all in the realms of music, each member sang, wrote and played multiple instruments. 

Above picture is Paul and John in the Beatles last stadium concert at Candlestick Park, August 1966.

Some blame the breakup of the Beatles on John Lennon's lover Yoko Ono, and that she brain washed him, which is utter nonsense. Listen to his music, both from the Beatles and his solo works, and read about him to get the facts.

"Yoko taught me a lot about women, I was used to being served, like Elvis and a lot of the stars were. Yoko didn't buy that. What the fuck are the Beatles? I'm Yoko Ono, treat me as me...from the day I met her, she demanded equal time, equal space, equal rights. What do you want, a contract? I said. Don't impede my space. You can have anything you want, but don't expect anything from me, or change in anyway... She tells me the truth and its still painful," Lennon said. We simply thought the same way about things, love won, Yoko Ono said. People attacked her all the time, just for being with me, Lennon said.   

Above, John and Yoko in Bed-In for peace at Queen Elizabeth Hotel in Montreal, Quebec, May, 1969. 

The Beatles gave the world everything they had (music) for ten years, what more do the people want from the f*****g Beatles, Lennon said in this book. 

"Performing as a Beatle is much harder than performing as John Lennon and Yoko Ono Plastic Band. My life with the Beatles had become a trap. If I hadn't said the Beatles were bigger than Jesus and upset the very Christian Ku Klux Klan, well lord, I might still be up there with all the other performing fleas," Lennon said.

The two pictures above are John and Yoko performing as the Plastic Ono band, December, 1969 in London. 

To this very day, two of the surviving former Beatles, Paul McCartney and Ringo Star are still doing live shows and putting out new music. John Lennon and George Harrison were also doing incredibly well before their lives were cut much too short. 

"John loved the Beatles. They were all such close friends and they all had strong individual personalities, that's why they made it so big, but by 1970, their egos and lives were all pointing in different directions," bassist and friend of the Fab Four, Klaus Voormann said. 

Both Lennon and Ono were strong advocates for peace, and their words in this book resonated extremely well to me in this book. You have to have peace, just give it a chance, Lennon said. Short, simple and true. 

Above photos, John and Yoko in their home in 1968. 

Everybody's talking about revolution, evolution, mass inflation, flagellation, regulations, integration, meditation, United Nations, congratulations! All we are saying is give peace a chance. ("Give Peace a Chance," 1969, John Lennon) 

There are ones who don't follow their instincts and went to Vietnam and got crippled or deformed and only woke up afterwards. They are the responsibility of the people who sent them there under an illusion, Lennon said in "Who are the Plastic Ono Band?" 

The establishment irritates you, pulls your beard, flicks your face to make you want to fight, because once they've got you violent, they know how to handle you. The only thing they don't know how to handle is nonviolence and humor, Lennon said. 

"No power outside can destroy you. You can destroy you by agreeing with them...nobody can destroy yourself, but you," Yoko Ono said.

 

Above, Yoko Ono. 

I merely scratched the edges of this captivating book and it's revealing words and cool pictures of John and Yoko from the 1960s and late 1970s, if not the very early 1980s, before John was slain by a sub-moronic sadistic idiot fuck. 

According to my math, John Lennon has done approximately 889 more hits of acid then myself, but some would claim we're both legally insane because we've dropped LSD more than seven times on seven different occasions. John was very candid about his drug use in this book, and it's clear, he was not a drug addict, but a drug user.

Lennon's humanity really shines in this book, he was not perfect, nor did he claim to be so in this book, and he was very open about his feelings of depression. 

"The so-called pain of the artist was always paid for by the freedom of the artist, John Lennon said. 

Four and a half stars easy for "Who are the Plastic Ono Band? John & Yoko / Plastic Ono Band." 

Mark Izzy Schurr  

   

 

Bizarre & Beautiful

Exhibitionism, kinkiness, alcoholism and sexual frivolity with both men and women were just some of the things written about Clara Bow in the 1920s and early 1930s newspapers. 

"Clara Bow Running Wild," 1988s biography of Bow was a journey into literal insanity, and how even the young, sexy and wealthy experience the bitter side of life. 

When she was 21-years-old, every studio was in violent competition for her services. She was the real thing, someone to stir every pulse in the nation. She had a heart shaped face, an hour glass figure, and thick auburn hair dyed a flaming orange-red. She was the most desirable attribute of the 1920s, she had "It," F. Scott Fitzgerald said. 

 Above, Bow when she was 16-years-old, and she won 1921s Fame and Fortune Contest, thus igniting her career in the movies. She was the Marilyn Monroe of the roaring 20s, book reviewer Dominck Dunne said. 

Bow's mom was committed to an insane asylum before she was 4-years-old, and when she was 9-years-old, her best friend Johnny burned to death in the apartment he was living in below her. Bow tried saving the him by wrapping a carpet around his burning body. Her father was an abusive drunk who raped her when she was 16, and her mother who had been released from an asylum was recommitted when she tried killing bow with a butcher knife when she was still 16-years-old. 

Bow's grandfather was very loving and caring, and he also had sole custody of her. He died of a heart attack when she was 4-years-old.

"Wings" was the first movie to win the Academy Award for best picture of the year in 1927 in which Clara Bow starred in. This movie is still available to the masses, and surprisingly to me, a lot of Bow's movies from the 20s are lost. 

Gary Cooper, also in "Wings" was no stranger to life in the fast lane. Bows homemade den of iniquity included a made to order bed with a mirror on its canopy, facing you as you layed on it, Cooper said. Both Cooper and Bow had a very active sex life, both together and apart from one another.  

"He (Cooper) had the biggest cock in Hollywood and no ass to push it with," Bow said.

Bow was an avid fan of the USC NCAA football team and attended many of their games on a regular basis, and some said she did the dance with no under pants with the entire team. Newspaper journalist frequently wrote about her wild parties thrown at her Los Angeles home and accused her of incest, bestiality, and abusing drugs and alcohol.

In the 1950s, Bow was a diagnosed sycophantic and committed to the Southern California Sanitarium and prior to that, she spent 10 months in the Institute of Living in Harford, Connecticut. By the mid 50s, she was released from the Southern California Sanitarium and found peace with herself from swimming and books. She was known to read 12 books a week in the late 50s and 1960s.  

"A sex symbol is a heavy load to carry when one is tired, hurt and bewildered," Bow said.  

Writer Elinor Glyn labeled Bow the "It," girl, because she had the looks to lure men and even some women into delicious desires, she had It! 

Bow's hit 1927 movie, "It" was a romantic comedy based on Gyn's 1926 novella with the same title. 

The writer of this biography, David Stenn said 80 percent of all the silent films were lost, and many of them were Bow movies. "It" is still available to the masses. Unfortunately, "Grit," is among one of the lost films, released in 1924. "Grit" had to be edited for showings in New York because it was said to have scenes of disgusting immorality and sordid crime.  

"Flaming Youth," a lost 1923 film was based on the book with the same title which featured women who smoked, drank and partook in free love. Bow did not star in the film, but she was in the movie. 

"Rough House Rosie" is a 1927 film starring Bow that has been lost and was said to have lots of "It" with little clothing. 

Since reading "Clara Bow Running Wild," I learned some sad facts about child abuse and why some women normalize abuse in several different forms. On a positive note, I learned many racy or risqué films made in the 1920s and early 1930s were based upon books written by women. 

Writers Elinor Glyn, Anita Loos and Dora Mack are three writers from the early 20th century, and I want to read their books now. The books "Ex  Mistress" and "Vile Bodies" by Dora Mack are two of those novels I learned about from reading "Clara Bow Running Wild."

Three and half stars is my rating for this 1988 book, another gem acquired from the local library. 

Mark Izzy Schurr