by Travis Mateer

Happy Labor Day from the Cartoon Clown World you ALL inhabit, whether you want to or not. If you think this doesn’t apply to you, I’m here to tell you how WRONG you are.
After driving for three days straight without a bed or shower, I stopped in Reno to plan out my next week, but those plans had to be quickly changed after I found out Black Rock City was transformed into a hellacious mud pit where around 70,000 people are now stranded with limited and dwindling supplies. There’s even been one death reported:
Authorities in Nevada are investigating a death at the site of the Burning Man festival, where thousands of attendees are stranded due to flooding from storms.
The Pershing County Sheriff’s Office said the death happened during the event but offered few details, including the identity of the deceased person, KNSD-TV reported.
Close-to-an-inch of precipitation created mud-bath-like conditions in Nevada’s Black Rock Desert, where the annual event takes place.
I have friends at Burning Man, so I’m going to make an effort to help them. I’m writing this on Sunday, so by the time this posts, I’m hoping to be near Shasta, where Jim Morrison’s girlfriend was from. Right now I’m sitting in the Biggest Little City in the world.

If you want to know more about our Clown World, the guy who asserts clowns are actually representations of Nephilim has a new interview with the Tin Foil Hat crew, so check it out!
To wrap up this Labor Day post, here’s a poem I wrote while leaving Texas, so please enjoy it and, if you’re able, please consider directing some discretionary funds my way by supporting Travis’ Impact Fund (TIF), or making using the donation button at my about page.
I don’t like your longhorns or your single star Rainey Street won’t touch my feet I see what they are don’t ignore graffiti or rantings of the loon Chupacabra, motherfucker under this blue moon no, they are not subtle no, they lost the spark that is why their tentacles are cursed to search the dark search it for your candle flame search it for your song light of sun is not their fun their fight with time is long let me give suggestion as I drive and drive heading to the borderlands where people walk on knives hearts and still be sacred and kids can still be kids once we get our shit together fixing what they did realign our language retake every spot and baby, we can do this without taking a shot
Thanks for reading!
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