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    Hello world!

    ByRichard April 14, 2025April 25, 2025

    My name is Thomas Frederick Golz and this is my website: www.tfgolz.com . The website name www.TomGolz.com was already taken by a graphics artist in Germany. So my friend Richard grabbed this website name for me. I think the byline -tfgolz and the website name www.tfgolz.com has a nice ring to it. Don’t you agree?…

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    Do Robots Feel Pain – “I Hurt”

    ByRichard April 17, 2026April 17, 2026

    Memo from Max to John I finished my daily job of cleaning the outer components of the Maximillian Defense Grade super computer, or Max as we call him. I knew that engineers sitting behind monitors at another location were running their daily diagnostics, making sure that all of Max’s innards were working smoothly. As for…

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  • Music

    1954 – Johnny “Guitar” Watson – Space Guitar

    ByRichard November 29, 2025November 29, 2025

    Way ahead of its time! Johnny Guitar Watson out of Texas was 19 at the time and was looking for a new sound when he cut Space Guitar. Jimi Hendrix, Frank Zappa and other inventive guitarists admired Watson, who was also a singer and flamboyant showman. tfg 11.23.2025

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    Mississippi Fred McDowell – Just Listen

    ByRichard November 28, 2025November 28, 2025

    Mississippi Fred McDowell. Just listen. Gives me the chills. tfg 11.24.2025

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  • Poetry

    Good Day

    ByRichard November 22, 2025November 22, 2025

    The morning dishthe dregs of dreamsthe shock of the newthe world as it seemsthe morning catthe morning cupthe daily downsthe daily upsthe paper waitsbeyond the screenand unless I stirit will not be seen. I lift my eyestake in the skya sheet of grayed whitelets go of a sightreetops are barebirds are in flightwindows are dimyearning…

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    The Collapse

    ByRichard November 19, 2025November 19, 2025

    The whole world that I now carry inside my fevered brain will collapse for good one day, the memories, the thoughts, the songs: all I dream, all I don’t dream, all I feel, all I don’t feel, all I keep, all I don’t keep, gone, gone, gone. My lifelong game of building the daily illusion…

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  • Poetry

    Just a Pause

    ByRichard August 16, 2025August 16, 2025

    Just take a pauseon the way to getting there.Make the task master of timeanswer for every moment. Let your life slow downand proceed with care.All cause and effectintersect at this point. If the world seems mean,take refuge in your heart.If the world seems joyous,radiate it out. Remain in the breathing presentand the vastness of its…

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    Smooth Jazz

    ByRichard July 19, 2025July 19, 2025

    Every once in a while I pick up a smooth jazz LP by mistake, usually when it’s by a jazz artist whose other work I like. Today it was a used LP by pianist Cedar Walton who I knew from his work with drummer and mentor Art Blakey. Man, what a bring down! From the…

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    Post WWII Estonian Relocation Camp Comic Book

    ByRichard June 25, 2025June 25, 2025

    “Lubeck 1946.” AI Translation: ALL EARTHLY POSSESSIONS WITH THEM FROM KUCKNITZ THEY DISAPPEAR! Chapter One – Down the Rabbit Hole When my dear friend Tom died last year, he left behind a large assortment of papers, memorabilia, and odd objects. Tom was a pack rat and kept what others would overlook or toss out. His…

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  • Jokes

    Moose Joke

    ByRichard June 25, 2025June 25, 2025

    A moose walks into a bookstore, sniffs at the volumes on the shelf, then spies a potted palm and starts munching on its top leaves. A salesclerk notices antlers sticking up over the aisles and strolls up to the moose. “Pardon me.” says the clerk. “Are you looking to purchase a particular book that I…

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    The War at Home

    ByRichard June 17, 2025June 17, 2025

    As early as April the battle begins when winter’s white blanket won’t cover my sins, which surface as shriveled gray clumps in my garden, which I failed to dig up, so they got a pardon. All during the dark days those sinister plants were watching and planning a springtime advance, their rhizomes were networking, roots…

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