Jeff Carter
@thatjeffcarter.bsky.social
Former pastor, now I carry mail for the USPS. Author. Musician. Poet. Equal parts scripture, satire,and smoke alarms.
What’s for dinner? Tomatoe-potato soup.
October 5, 2026 at 11:07 PM
What’s for dinner? Tomatoe-potato soup.
On my day off: 1) mowed the yard 2)bought groceries 3)started a pot of chicken stock 4)dehydrating onion skins to make my own onion powder - still to do 5) laundry 6) start a batch of black basil wine.
October 5, 2026 at 6:59 PM
On my day off: 1) mowed the yard 2)bought groceries 3)started a pot of chicken stock 4)dehydrating onion skins to make my own onion powder - still to do 5) laundry 6) start a batch of black basil wine.
His smirk widened and he laughed again. “So you confess that you’re an anarchist.”
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Well, Maybe I Am an Anarchist
Summer’s nearly gone and now we’re in those in-between days filled with those little black bugs that bite like fire and an endless stre...
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September 30, 2026 at 1:17 AM
His smirk widened and he laughed again. “So you confess that you’re an anarchist.”
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I remember hearing about it – though I was very young at the time. I remember seeing the bloody photos. Why did my parents allow that? I didn’t understand it then and only later, much later, realized what had happened.
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Memory and False Luminaries
I was living a bifurcated existence, like most everyone in those debilitating, degenerate days, divided myself from the world, with one...
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September 25, 2026 at 10:09 PM
I remember hearing about it – though I was very young at the time. I remember seeing the bloody photos. Why did my parents allow that? I didn’t understand it then and only later, much later, realized what had happened.
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What’s for dinner? Liver and onions
September 25, 2026 at 9:39 PM
What’s for dinner? Liver and onions
Open eyes and shuttered minds. The lights shining in darkened corners have been snuffed
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Willful Belligerent Unknowing
Outside the building’s stone black walls, the crowd had assembled. Not yet a mob. Not yet. A mob has a purpose. These were only waiting...
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September 22, 2026 at 4:14 AM
Open eyes and shuttered minds. The lights shining in darkened corners have been snuffed
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I had the opportunity to be the bad uncle at church this morning.
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Oh, You Can't Get to Heaven
I got a chance to be the bad uncle at church this morning - sharing a silly song with the kids. Start the video at the 14:30 mark.
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September 20, 2026 at 5:18 PM
I had the opportunity to be the bad uncle at church this morning.
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I get it, Leo. I get it.
September 19, 2026 at 11:15 PM
I get it, Leo. I get it.
But, and hear this, only two in ten will affirm it. Only two in ten will say Amen.
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Golden Godliness
Hog butcher, gold digger, the United States is the greatest country in the world. Say it again. Say it more. Robber baron, arms dealer,...
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September 17, 2026 at 4:03 PM
But, and hear this, only two in ten will affirm it. Only two in ten will say Amen.
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Feeling rather low today - bad news came hard.
But a four year old girl on my route came running to meet me - to give me mail for the mail man. She especially wanted me to see the unicorn stamp.
But a four year old girl on my route came running to meet me - to give me mail for the mail man. She especially wanted me to see the unicorn stamp.
September 16, 2026 at 9:14 PM
Feeling rather low today - bad news came hard.
But a four year old girl on my route came running to meet me - to give me mail for the mail man. She especially wanted me to see the unicorn stamp.
But a four year old girl on my route came running to meet me - to give me mail for the mail man. She especially wanted me to see the unicorn stamp.
“Let it go down in history as a scattering of ash: Rugged Individualism is a myth.”
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No Man Is an Island, or The Implications of Store-Bought Milk
“Let it go down in history as a scattering of ash: Rugged Individualism is a myth.” The walls shifted. The ceiling pulled back. Wooden ...
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September 16, 2026 at 12:53 AM
“Let it go down in history as a scattering of ash: Rugged Individualism is a myth.”
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“Knock it off, Carter. You lost your idealism years ago.”
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Are You Afraid, Carter?
Look at me here – a half century, plus a bit more, a half century of living among the subterraneans at the edge of the naked city where...
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September 13, 2026 at 12:44 AM
“Knock it off, Carter. You lost your idealism years ago.”
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Dear Investor: These are just the ordinary times at the end of an age, the collapse of civilization and expanding operations. This is not the time to panic. We are going places, buying things, building nations. ... World markets without end.
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An End Times Growth Fund Prospectus
Dear Investor, These are just the ordinary times at the end of an age, the collapse of civilization and expanding operations. Thi...
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September 11, 2026 at 6:01 PM
Dear Investor: These are just the ordinary times at the end of an age, the collapse of civilization and expanding operations. This is not the time to panic. We are going places, buying things, building nations. ... World markets without end.
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We hid through the crisis of that night and the days and weeks that followed in the closest church lockdown. We barricaded the door with a broken pew. A solace without comfort. A comfort without consolation. My children sat on the floor with me, sleeping with their little heads on my lap.
September 9, 2026 at 6:18 PM
We hid through the crisis of that night and the days and weeks that followed in the closest church lockdown. We barricaded the door with a broken pew. A solace without comfort. A comfort without consolation. My children sat on the floor with me, sleeping with their little heads on my lap.
Light. The light! It flickers and goes out with the crash of thunder. And we wonder how long it will be before it returns. It shimmers there at the horizon, but we can never reach it. We dream about it all night long.
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Elsewhere Beyond this Darkness
The scene: a moonless night of indeterminate length. Crickets in the lingering heat. The faintest rustle of the wind in long grass. Two...
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September 9, 2026 at 1:34 AM
Light. The light! It flickers and goes out with the crash of thunder. And we wonder how long it will be before it returns. It shimmers there at the horizon, but we can never reach it. We dream about it all night long.
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And there will be signs in the sun and sighs for the moon, distress on the earth – the resulting perplexity of games without rules and actions without consequences.
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The End of a Thing
The end of a thing... And there will be signs in the sun and sighs for the moon, distress on the earth – the resulting perplexity...
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September 7, 2026 at 5:54 PM
And there will be signs in the sun and sighs for the moon, distress on the earth – the resulting perplexity of games without rules and actions without consequences.
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#631 – A dozen parachutist soldiers in our church. Unannounced. They knock over the sanctuary lamp as they crash through the ceiling. But no one is watching. I think they should apologize but no one is listening. And the altar is burning. 🜂
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Dream Records #626-635 with Alchemical Notation
#626 – Ted Bundy doing drugs to self-medicate. He tried to kill himself, you know. He had personal conversations like this one to lure...
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September 7, 2026 at 5:33 PM
#631 – A dozen parachutist soldiers in our church. Unannounced. They knock over the sanctuary lamp as they crash through the ceiling. But no one is watching. I think they should apologize but no one is listening. And the altar is burning. 🜂
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But here is the shape of our distress: we remember yesterday’s murder while we wait for tomorrow’s mercy. It is a mystery. ... Malice scattered abroad and anger gathered together. The mystery of wickedness at work here as it ever was.
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Imagine the Mystery
Just for one moment – imagine putting the pieces together, each one, everyone where they belong. Just for one moment – imagine that you...
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September 6, 2026 at 6:54 PM
But here is the shape of our distress: we remember yesterday’s murder while we wait for tomorrow’s mercy. It is a mystery. ... Malice scattered abroad and anger gathered together. The mystery of wickedness at work here as it ever was.
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