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The Far Toilet

This is the first post in a new category. The category is the title of the novel this post is for. A pause to see if the system is with me. Sometimes it goes on a long break when I need it to help me promulgate, put out, pubelish something new.

What is important when you come to this site is to use:

httpS in the site URL, not http.

Look for the padlock in the upper corner. It is put there by the S that follows http. It means don’t worry, this site is secure.

Hello, I am CanDo Jack. If you do not know me I want to change that with the next sentence. Please loiter here all you want. The site has quite a bit of useful information in a number of areas. What  may look like tiny seagull turds of the top of each page is probably the list of pages and interests on the site. They should make since. Except this: one of the page options is IM4U. That page should have an ample description of all the products in the digital store part of the site. It will be worth your time whether or not you intend to purchase anything. 

IM4U is translated as “I am for you”. I mean just that. My goal always is to make the world better. My way of doing that is to try to inform, teach, amuse and  entertain you.

Oh, the book! I know the title is a little unusual and is not clear as to meaning but the meaning will be clear when you get finished with the book. Then I think you will grok it, rock it laugh yourself – and mine – silly. The time is the year zero AD. The initial location is the Sea of Galilee in Israel. The main character is Yeshu. The first woman you will meet is Mary. She is a  Magdalene because she is from a little town named Magdala. I say ‘woman’ because she is legally a woman by virtue of her gender and age. And she has been batmitzvahed. She is thirteen. So is Yeshu.

Yeshu is a carpenter. Well, now he is a boat builder, a result of his having been a carpenter when he started building boats. His father was a carpenter. Somehow Yeshu just took to building boats. Yes, he is precocious. They are both precocious.

And we’re off. I am excited. This is going to be one hell of a book. I hope you will occasionally check in here. I will be telling you interesting things about the book and all things related and some not related. All of it will interest you if you are looking for meaning. You can comment on the posts. Many of the posts will be sent as well to my facebooger page. So, options. Nuff Now.




















































































































This post is the first post my novel THE FAR TOILET
TFT will be published on this site on June 13, 2021.
More in a few minutes I have to get this post stuck and I will be right back











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Iconoclast – AUDIO

Christ Cleaning the Temple


i am still yearning, i am still learning
to choose free of conditioning
to select out of silent consideration
to expectorate sugar coated propaganda
to regurgitate traditional victuals
to make this life my own
no pawn in their game
no name that they name
no same that is their same
my life is my own web site
no templates please
no dreamweaver, no web fusion
let me write the raw code
let me create my own icons
let me compose my own style sheet
let me become my own layout
i am an ancient youth
still yearning, still learning to be free

i am not the sheep
i am not the bellwhether
i am not the shepherd
i am not the wolf who steals the lamb
i am not the eagle who feeds from its carcass
i am not form
i am the infinitely inchoate
i am the always becoming
i am not the “I AM THAT I AM”
i am the “becoming that which i am becoming”
still yearning, still learning to be free

credit card numbers cannot contain me
computer programs will not process me, confess me
big brother will not discover
the secrets of my soul
how i become whole
that spymaster mole
will not unroll
this secret code
because it is not
it is becoming
it is the humming
of the summing
of the me
still yearning, still learning to be free

i am not your nielsen rating
i am not your prophet prating
i am not your flag waver
i am not your citizen
i am not your patriot
i am not your passport bearer
i am not your ballistic
i am not your statistic
for you cannot see this sample
you cannot fathom this six feet under
becoming asunder
the root of the shoot of a tree with no name
the story with absolutely no history
still yearning, still learning to be free

i am not your altar boy to fondle
i am not your poster child for a god fearing upbringing
i am not the blood stained proof of virginity on your white wedding night sheet
i am not the contents of your skinner box
i am not the pavlov’s dog for your ringing bell
i am the becoming of originality
still yearning, still learning to be free



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Sensational Game

Whether you dislike poetry or dislike baseball I am betting you will like both with the visual, oral, and textual delivery of this sensational game in three strikes. The video presents Strike Two which sits, all nine innings, in the middle of the three strike narrative as seen in the text below the video. Enjoy!


Strike ONE

The last time I was in Memphis
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