Mind Overflow 1

Seek the new story

Keep the true worry

Hessian 

Haitian 

Pen pencil

Hash oil

Pennzoil

Dot dot

Repeatable duck-taped app senses

The end end far far line lying

I creep along, a long .

.

I am lost to my self. I lost to myself.

     1.   Nibel Discharge   

  { book title }

Why do  [ ? ]   people    get so    scared ? 

I guess I get it.

Moral . . . .

Distinction 

Disintegration

Dis illusion

Decision Making 

 - , Improving ... by Shute and Zanardi -

What else can I do 

Papa gerund hiomune

        venilea 

Jumper, fedsing suip trank You mean x-ray Pained copy

Guff.

Increases in Interest

How is God doing?

I love the Office Hours episode with Maria Bamford.

I watched most of it today, February twenty second, two thousand twenty four years of Our Lord 

.

I love God's land.  [ All of Us ]

Crease combining Land

Lamb eating earth

Sacrifice nourish cycle recycle

Clean habitation zone 

Lonely space invited

Plan time well 

Positive pages

Instructional passages 

                    Forest Mug, Porcelain and Tile

 90s indie movie, New York City,

Someone with Just Enough Money, Nice Friends and Good Taste

" "

           V

Let's right work

Write is writing books

Cut stemless;

Plant dirt.

The warmness, the warmness

Ness made a New character. 

I do believe in hell

Walking in and out of a bedroom and what is a Living Room

?

My mom is a perfect example

Of the closeness of a purple nickel

She is a metal 

I am animal hands

Quickly we are going to the fifth day

The end of the sixth day , now the grey branches

You know what the floating objects of the day of the sky

I will not apologize but I will sincerely ask you

Are you still the yellowness inside of the walls of the school blood window in all of the other peoples pains 

?

Yes, I do want to believe and so I always Am. . . .

" "

My fear of missing out seems mostly small and personal, like walking to the street but looking back to the house to see the dawn view.

New acronym, 

Functionalization of municipal operations

Municipal is a good word.

Quy It

Quiet is one of my favourite words.

Why it?

To be kawaii on Kauai

What is that big window to a front yard?

A little :

- Midsomer Murders

- Soul Low's album Cheer Up

- You are between 5 and 10 years old, at an indoor hotel waterpark in Corpus Christi in the late 1990s with your family.

- Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH

- Harmony Korine, poetry, The Secret Garden

- the misty first morning of spring in front of Mom's place

   Easter egg and drain pipe

- and I guess, why not, 

        I am 16 years old and The Research's Breaking Up was just released

My mom and I live alone. She is a school librarian.

      Work at Tracy's Drive-In Grocery in the tree-filled small town. Days and Nights _ There is rain. There is high school. There are friends.

        Life is Amazing. -  Q from Greenland 

 . . .

Merla's Famous Cherry Milk

MFC model

. . . .

Eight Thirty

Going home

Sleep on the road.

Burn brown river bridge

I drive East and catch the glimpse

Auto, air and

Regulatory boss visits

The angel investors

In Hilton head lobs mangrove mall Art

Jobs turn off alarms.

Marie sits on clinic benches.

Arturo the child cures spinal bed sores.

     Ending

 - ' Hear the Men '

Or also maybe ' See These Plants '

I'm . . . .

I texted Home to the crisis help line . . .

And this :

    I feel like I need to always be trying to solve all problems to decrease suffering, or something. I just want to do something good. I feel I have little self control. Sorry. I am like all over. I want to help myself. 

They reply:

   I understand. I'm here to give you the space you need to feel safe to communicate. Why do you feel that you have little self control?

Me :

I guess I developed bad habits. I guess I am kind of scared of responsibility, scared of life even, making mistakes, etc.

I always want to distract myself, ignore my problems 

They  :  It can be hard to process things that are scary to us. Your feelings are valid. If you don't mind me asking, what bad habits are you referring to?

I wanno live in Paris , for a bit

( Arabic )

How bad could it be?

[ Do you know the book called the millionaire next door ]  ? ?

I am a wino.

] aligner. [

A Rhino   Thinker

Piss gronk mulligan takers and free child human dusk drunk mellow vanilla validated Half Dunkers.

It's a bit. It is Not real. I am a joke. We can relive. How incapacity voluptuous and persimmon quality banquet papertowels ?

Tow the bicycles down the grandest boulevard

Art ache abbey aangel 

Deemon deep deer dees' deet deevil deew on morning Death , and doxx her flattery Becoming .

Inept September Interception

Inert Reticulated Addiction

Oh,  God,  I want to be homeless 

I  want to roam the world 

vagrancy.

Walking about, waiting for my 2 oldest immediate family people to end a phone call, outside of Kohl's on a warm winter day

No one wants to cry, but it is too fun to cry.

Even angels die,

Odd babies flow out of sky,

And we catch our mouths turning up a smile.

No one wants to die;

Why do we want to know the mysteries of life?

You might have a choice, if you choose to have a choice.

The choice might be yours.

              

                                      In 1998

    My name was Iris. I woke to an alarm clock at 7, Monday to Friday. Usually a female pop star sang to me. I showered and brewed coffee, Mister Coffee. I lived with my mom and dad, then alone in a one bedroom flat, then in a two bedroom flat with my fiancé, Dave. We met at happy hour over Margs. We lived in America. I drove a Toyota 20 minutes to my office job. Computers were new and weird. I watched Friends, every new episode. I ate pop tarts and Domino's. I thought I wanted to be a mother. I had one Abortion. I watered my ficus. I played on Windows in my bedroom. My neck hurt. I had back surgery and died in a hospital.

. . .

27 - 2 - 2024

( John Green, on Average American )

( Geekenders , Ashley Roboto )

_ 

Exit Enter

Don't Only

Who are the share holders? What do they do? What do they want? 

Shill older

My text to Aaron Andee:

I'm very interested in these.

 https://youtu.be/dSGSY1RUHAo?si=CzhrN6fT1V_90n7W

https://youtu.be/MxYJJc_9O04?si=jMSsV0BQFNE3WwTn

I want to floss your injuries 

        Gregory Wredberg's Last Meal

"

White rice with cow butter, salt and black pepper 

Cuban black beans

The driest red wine 

A cheese board of wide variety

      Chocolate chip cookies 

Scotcheroos

Fresh bread, a few kinds including sourdough 

Avocado, Guacamole 

"

This life is a masterpiece of evil, and Life and Sex, and Love and Death.

That sounds really good. 

            February 29, 2024

Hi, I didn't know the video was reversed, so I guess I'll point it away from myself. I'm kind of crying. There are so many things. I'm sorry, my Frog in my throat. Froat.

There are just so many things I wanted to say. O Kay, I am writing a good song or a poem or a good both of those, and the beginning will begin when I am done with this sentence.

Possums bake

The chickens. I made a sauce for my 

Family who I retired. There were many dawns

On one day. Same signals,

I be came symbols for

Appetite English Man.

The last pine

Purposeful, scents

The infinite Desire is another Word.

Correct amount of human letters,

The pasta, the cream, the page of the Books

At this time,

The amen, the ahem

If I could be him

For now, I say it.

We ask; we will answer

The End

Love You 

I'm always most interested in giving up 

and what that means,

Going for another walk,

thinking thoughts that do not seem 

relevant to you 'r me.

Wonder what these tallest trees 

Wonder as they live and breathe

Filming past and future scenes.

The candle drips on burning beds.

 Leave at once and do not heed.

My Own Theology

Email to Aaron, my last edit :

My writing, journal, and a song I like a lot

Talking about God... I want to remember how I started my philosophy. It's very difficult. I had some coffee and not enough sleep, sorry. God is more than mystery. God is never paradoxical. God is both within and surrounds all the mystery, of our selves and our lives. Thinking this thought train...

All that We think and everything in our minds and in our lives is a way that God are pulling us, calling us to be with Them. I want to say a part of Them, but that's somewhere that I have been mistaken quite often. It's true that We can't be separate from God. I like the analogy of an egg, like the mystery of within and without. But then I remember the human womb. I mean, there are human eggs too, but like a fetus or an embryo of a human growing in the Womb. 

Thinking about Mary, the Theotokos and Christ makes me want to cry. I'm laughing because I want to cry. I'm laughing at all of it and crying about all of it. 

It might rain today. It's just cloudy and sunny at the same time. Sunny right here. Cloudy over there. I don't know if that's a metaphor. 

 But the Church is a womb where we belong, where we are reborn. The Church is the way that God brings us to our full potentials, of course with voluntary participation, our free will. 

Father John Behr has taught me, maybe, as much as my best friend. I had a really nice talk with Aaron. He said he couldn't talk very long, but it felt long to me, because he told me a lot about what he was writing and about the Old Testament, the ancient Jews, Israelites and other kingdoms, their cosmology, eschatology.

What did father John bear say? I feel pretty spaced out and tired. I just need to do the right thing. Other than the Church, I have no idea where to go or what to be or do. O, [! ...

I look to Father Behr videos to remember. The Church is mother, our communion, why we are created in Their image, our full potential. Father John said in a video, and I'm paraphrasing, of course, to be a real living human is to take up the cross, meaning to follow Jesus, follow his example by sacrificing ourselves for the love of our neighbors, meaning every other human and person who will ever exist. It is no small ask, no small feat, to live completely as a voluntary act of love, universal unconditional love. 

Do anything for anyone any time, not because they ask you to or because you think you should for any reason other than, People are innately worthy of all of your love. 

The meaning of life and the purpose of humans is to help each other in every way, forever, all the time, no conditions or restrictions or limits, whatsoever. 

 I gotta watch some YouTube videos. No, I'd be nice to read a book or something. Maybe I'll actually try to transcribe and edit what I just said, so that I can understand my own theology, philosophy, whatever. Theology is good.

                  

 The 1st edit :

 Talking about God... I wanted to try to remember how I started my philosophy talk. It's very difficult. 

I have had some coffee and not enough sleep, so sorry if I'm too difficult. I say something about mystery. God is more than mystery God is never paradoxical. God is both within and surrounds all the mystery, of our selves and our lives. Let's begin this train. 

All that We think and everything in our minds and in our lives is a way that God are pulling us in and calling us to be with Them. I want to say a part of Them, but that's somewhere that I have been mistaken quite often. It's true that We can't be separate from God. I like the analogy of an egg, like when I was thinking of the mystery of within and without. But then I remember the human womb. I mean, there are human eggs too, but like a fetus or an embryo of a human growing in the Womb. 

Thinking about Mary, I'm sorry, the Theotokos and Christ, makes me want to cry. I'm laughing because I want to cry. I'm laughing at all of it and crying about all of it. 

It might rain today. It's just cloudy and sunny at the same time. Sunny right here. Cloudy over there. I don't know if that's a metaphor. 

 But the Church is a womb where we belong, where we are reborn. The Church is the way that God brings us to our full potentials, of course with voluntary participation, in our free will. 

Father John Behr has taught me almost as much, if not as much or more, as a my best friend Aaron. In a YouTube video Father John says. 

 

  

  [ I forgot what I was about to say. I'm burping up some eggs. That's appropriate. I guess not in the practical sense. Then metaphorically so, maybe. The metaphor can also be practical. 

I had a really nice talk with Aaron. He said he couldn't talk very long, but it felt long to me, because he told me a lot about what he was writing and about the Old Testament, the ancient Jews, Israelites and other kingdoms, their cosmology, eschatology.

]

What did father John bear say? I feel pretty spaced out and tired. I really need a job because I feel guilty and lost most of the time, so that will be good. - Actually I just need to do the right thing. Other than the Church, I have no idea where to go or what to be or do. O [! ...

I got an offer from the IRS, so hoping I can work for them pretty soon. I guess I'll miss going to South Padre Island, unless I can take off. I think I have to wait like a month or 2. Oh, maybe something else will happen. I'd like to be an Amazon flex driver as well. Sorry, this is just a diary entry. 

Now I gotta look at Father Behr videos to remember. Oh, the Church is mother, our communion, why we are created in Their image, our full potential. Father John said in a video and countless other times I'm sure. I'm paraphrasing, of course. To be a real living human is to take up the cross, meaning to follow Jesus, follow his example by sacrificing ourselves for the love of our neighbors meaning every other human and person who will ever exist. It is no small ask, no small feat, to live completely as a voluntary act of love, universal unconditional love. 

Do anything for any one any time, not because they ask you to or because you think you should for any other reason other than, People are innately worthy of all of your love. 

The meaning of life and the purpose of humans is to help each other in every way, forever, all the time, no conditions or restrictions or limits whatsoever. 

 I gotta watch some YouTube videos. No, I'd be nice to read a book or something. Maybe I'll actually just try to transcribe and edit what I just said, so that I can understand my own theology, philosophy, whatever. Theology is good. 

Yeah, but I'll let you just go. I'll talk to you soon. This is over, right? Oops, I don't know where to point it. I feel kind of trapped here, but it's still nice. Good Night.

Love, Gregory Wredberg 

. . . .

Start Again - Bishop Allen :

Summer, summer, and the sun is settin' later than late.

I try to stop you, but you say it isn't worth the wait.

If I could give away the keys to the kingdom, I would.

I'm sorry, sorry, but I think you may have misunderstood.

If you wanna burn it down

If you wanna start again

If you wanna turn around, then go ahead.

If you wanna go alone

If you wanna see it through

If you really need to know, I'm tellin' you.

I could tell it was too late to take it back.

Play the song, roll the credits, let it fade to black.

Out of script, out of time and the scene is done.

Call a car, call a friend if you can call anyone...

If you wanna burn it down

If you wanna start again

If you wanna turn around then go ahead

If you wanna go alone

If you wanna see it through

If you really need to know I'm tellin' you, I'm tellin' you

If we never meet again

If we only seem to lose

If you had to turn it in, what would you choose?

If we have a chance tonight

If you wanna wait to see

If you wanna get it right, what's stoppin' me?

My Theology [ video, bad speech to text ]

 Talking about God, so I wanted to try to remember how I started my philosophy talk. It's very difficult. I have had some coffee and not enough sleep. So sorry if I'm difficult too difficult. I meani was just saying something about mystery. God is.  More than mystery God is never paradoxical. I was just saying0 something about mystery gun is more than mystery. God is never paradoxical. God god is both within and with and Spencer Allen's all the mystery of our cells. And our lives let's how I began this train. We think carries and everything in our minds and in our lives.  It's a way it's God pulling us in and calling us to be with them. I want to stay a part of them, but that's that's somewhere that I have been mistakenquite often. Is that gun is?  Everything and everyone. It's true that can't that we can't be separate from God and I like the analogy of at first I thought of an egg when I was thinking of like the mystery of within and without but then I remember the human room.  I mean, there's human eggs too but like a fetus or an embryo of a huwashington and open growth growing in the room. Thinking about Mary. I'm sorry, stay out of this and cry. It makes me want to cry. I'm laughing because I want to cry. Add some laughing and all of it and also crying about all of it. It might rain today. It's just cloudy and sunny at the same time. Sunny right here. Cloudy over there. I don't know if that's a metaphor.  But the church it's a bone is where we belong is where where ray born. The church is the way that God.

Brings us  And 2 our full potential of course, we are voluntary whether free will that's what I mean. Father John bear has taught me almost as much.  If not as much as a boy friend Aaron rga I know I've been a YouTube video father Johnson's. I forgot what I was about to say burping up some eggs.  That's appropriate. I guess I meannone the practical sense. Then metaphorically so I guess. The metaphor I can also be practical Had a really nice talk with Aaron. He said he couldn't talk very long but I felt like a really long talk to me because he told me all about what he was writing and about the Old Testament, the ancient Jews realize and other kingdoms.  Is today cause mology? Are the escatology anyway? What did father John bear say? I forgot where it was when day I forgot so fast. Well, I wanted to get this point I wanted to remember what he said. Then I will say it and.  And finish this video yeah, I feel pretty spaced out and style. I really need a job because I feel guilty and lost most of the time so that will be good. I got an offer from my the IRS and so hoping I can go and work for them pretty soon and then.  I guess I'll miss going to South padre islandunless I can take AI think I have to wait like a few months month or 2. If I can I don't know if I can take? Oh, maybe something else will happen. I'd like to be an Amazon flex driver as well. Sorry, this is just time a diary entry. Now I gotta like look at.  Father John Barrett videos to remember what goes. Oh, the church the church is mothergod. Can I remember when I was saying at all?

Oh, just a second or like a communion.  Why we are created in Gonzalez metro. It is and God's imaginary guess I forgot exactly what it was saying, but FRF are full potential. Maybe um I just can't remember by that. Father John said in a video and countless other times I'm sure.  Um data, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm not embarrassing. Of course, nor stop to real living human is to be. Is to take up the cross meaning to follow Jes as I follow his example by sacrificing ourselves.  For the love of our neighbors and the meaning every other human every other person whoever exists and will ask no small feet to the the to live.  Completely a voluntary act of love of universal unconditional love. That's what like to do anything for any one any time. No, because they ask you to or because you think you should for any other reason other than?  People are in a league worthy of The meaning of life. The purpose of humans is too help each other in every way forever. All the time, no conditions or restrictions or limits whatsoever anyway.  I gotta watch some YouTube videos. No, I've been nice to read a book or something. Wmaybe I'll actually just try to transcribe aedit. What I just said so that I can understand my own theology.  Philosophy, whatever theology is good. Yeah, but I'll let you just go. I'll talk to you soon. This video is over, right? Oops, I don't know where to point it. I feel kind of trapped in here, but it's still nice. Good Night..fyyyyteyeeee?m?nnnarrdukoeeroukyeoeyergyootstelnnlsifeftyuyl.eeeoteskslttttrnrrnrfgdedssrheehedr.m.sgehayesdogseoooeaessngleeetetegtahhrhahag.eesesdoooodnnrtttrtmemeeelltmtgyoemtdtet.hhrrerdanhdeeeftdylebdddtp.laonraesIyranelitnIsueot.ssepyymyyynsnnroehwnnndleeyndhshshyt.hhtteeeprrnIthhtlmlllryyrtehllllllrss

 John's Two-art

- The Daily Show is where John Stewart's two arts show daily. What are his 2 arts?

I guess comedy and political reflections. -

Greater Austin High Roe Glifs

Gahrg

Some more to Come 

Hard to see:              " ... telomere ....

The tree ties its twigs to an apple farmer's diet rite.

The End ,  I die.

Quiet Ocean delivers open palm hope

 For other uses, see Matter (disambiguation).

In classical physics and general chemistry, matter is any substance that has mass and takes up space by having volume.[1] All everyday objects that can be touched are ultimately composed of atoms, which are made up of interacting subatomic particles, and in everyday as well as scientific usage, matter generally includes atoms and anything made up of them, and any particles (or combination of particles) that act as if they have both rest mass and volume. However it does not include massless particles such as photons, or other energy phenomena or waves such as light or heat.[1]: 21 [2] Matter exists in various states (also known as phases). These include classical everyday phases such as solid, liquid, and gas – for example water exists as ice, liquid water, and gaseous steam – but other states are possible, including plasma, Bose–Einstein condensates, fermionic condensates, and quark–gluon plasma.[3]

Hydrogen in its plasma state is the most abundant ordinary matter in the universe.

Usually atoms can be imagined as a nucleus of protons and neutrons, and a surrounding "cloud" of orbiting electrons which "take up space".[4][5] However this is only somewhat correct, because subatomic particles and their properties are governed by their quantum nature, which means they do not act as everyday objects appear to act – they can act like waves as well as particles, and they do not have well-defined sizes or positions. In the Standard Model of particle physics, matter is not a fundamental concept because the elementary constituents of atoms are quantum entities which do not have an inherent "size" or "volume" in any everyday sense of the word. Due to the exclusion principle and other fundamental interactions, some "point particles" known as fermions (quarks, leptons), and many composites and atoms, are effectively forced to keep a distance from other particles under everyday conditions; this creates the property of matter which appears to us as matter taking up space

Life is a quality that distinguishes matter that has biological processes, such as signaling and self-sustaining processes, from matter that does not, and is defined descriptively by the capacity for homeostasis, organisation, metabolism, growth, adaptation, response to stimuli, and reproduction. Many philosophical definitions of living systems have been proposed, such as self-organizing systems. Viruses in particular make definition difficult as they replicate only in host cells. Life exists all over the Earth in air, water, and soil, with many ecosystems forming the biosphere. Some of these are harsh environments occupied only by extremophiles.

. . .

 

Habit

 [ This is like a fan fiction sequel to The Holdovers. It's mostly prose and mostly fiction ].

 Hunham, after Barton, is traveling. Western Greece is crawling with nuns. Though he's been having minor stomach cramps, Paul drinks a tall glass of Peloponnese white, then ouzo. At 57, the sunsets are flashes, the sun a bulb blown out by the last sigh before the walk back to his bed. Whitewash shines through moonless hours. To his temporary home, he painstakingly steps up the hewn stairs, hips, knees and ankles hobbled in body ancient time.

_

I don't know how to write something like a story. Plain description or narration is difficult. 

Regular sentences don't seem to say what I'm thinking. 

_

Paul Hunham collapses into the desk chair. He writes, "Another long day... my pen is heavier than ever, and my eyelids are queerily askance at the moment. I must send myself into a dream promptly. The world is getting darker. I must say that the waiters waiting on me were exceptional in every way, looks, manners, conversation, you name it. Maybe my ability to notice such aspects of everyone around me has heightened. My attention seems shifted, as if the news reel of life were revised into a novel, an experimental character study, late in life. Am I an omniscient narrator? Very likely, no. Is everything else changing at a clip, or is it my mind? I know my body wants to give up and never get out of bed again. It could be a passing woe, just this aching night alone. Although lately I've felt like I am sailing a wild, unknown ocean. Unknowable is the word. And so I leave us with that. Signing off, 'til tomorrow, 

PH"

He leans back, looks left out of the glassless window.

It's 1972. This seacliff town has three bright lights that stay on all night. Paul pulls the lamp switch and passes out atop the sheets in his clothes. 

At 7:09 the dawn, having filled the bedroom, rouses Paul. He rolls onto his left side, smushes the pillow under his neck and relaxes every muscle. His sun-lit eyelids slide closed, left then right. 

This warm orange is a womb of return, in his creator squozen, never to be let go.

   End of Side 1

   Mary sat in the mess hall. She methodically put out the cigarette and walked to her desk, mind wandering along the skewed trajectories of her and hers lives.

She thought she wanted to put on a Thelonious Monk or a Miles Davis record. In the kitchen, she began a new cigarette. She cleaned a cast iron pan weighing 16 pounds. She barely felt it.

The black phone on the hall wall beside the kitchen door rang. It was Peggy, her very pregnant sister. Mary heard rain pouring on the other side of the line. Hi, Sis, are you busy or can I share a little with you?

I'm fine; I mean, what's going on with you?

Robert just got a flat tire, and I'm rushing around, just thinking about the good ol' days, you know?

Uh-huh, huh...

Three seconds of silence, Mary could hear her sister surround a sigh. And, well, Aunt Susie has - - passed...

Mary felt a deep yawn of emptiness inside, which almost crept into a smile. In her soul, a baby egg broke.

O, damn - sorry [not for Susie's passing but for saying damn]. She sucked a long drag of smoke. 

Peggy pronouncedly sighed, as much for Mary's sake. Anyway, I'm gonna run to my next appointment. 

How ya feeling?

I dunno. Not bad. My head's a little light.

Lunchtime. 

Yeah. Call you later, Mary, love you. 

I love you too. Click, humm. 

   She sauntered to the lukewarm oven, took out a bean casserole, sat and ate from it with a spoon. Her eyes reached toward the frost-filled windows, soaked in light. A shiver twisted in her. A bluebird tapped on a pane, flitted in place and rushed away.

End of Side 2

    Angus will carry coffees for himself and his Valentine, a recent graduate, Donna. They'll have been dating for a year and 3 months. Donna will wait for him to finish school, then they'll engage then marry the following spring. 

He will finish school in about 2 months, but if he doesn't, then it will be another 9 months. Donna's mother will tell her, "Angus could be so bright. I'll be hoping and praying that he will see through on his commitments; he must tidy himself and demand perfect order from the life he leads...." 

"O, Mother, when will you learn?"

Angus and Donna'll dance at the Snowman's Ball, each more embarrassed than the next...

The tide will turn, all between beings being equal.

Change Mediums

Paul has octopus and oily angel hair. Mary ran down the snowy Main Road slope. Angus shall beget books and children. Whether home or astray 

Youth follows Age.

The End

Other Side

Other side

Of suicide 

Making love

Makes us make time.

I wish we

Were sleeping on

Balconies.

Dividual

In the name of

Starcast dark

Risen pursed

Lip wonders -

I arrest yaw

4 glowing

Read dress yellow

For-get itch

A Flower to Calm Youme

Where is the tire pistil?

Do not do this now, God. All

right, You can do it now. I

remember light on her eye

balls that do not shiver in

A snowy pre-morning date.

Like the fig leaf she and I

wear dies in the fire, where

a googol anthers split the

Work. How interesting?

I'll take a break from Wysa

 Calling myself crazy and insane 

is just that. Like a car doing doughnuts

Too fast, out of control.

I saw a night star. I felt infinitesimal 

The End 

 

What does God mean?

I mean the word and the People.

I want to use English, like

I have never learned Language.

 I continue to put The End at the end

Of my poems, because I don't know 

Where , when or if anything ends....

This is a poem I won't write 

The End at the end

I love Indian food. 

Samsung keyboard suggested Ocean which I love.

...

 Incredible Belief 

Leaps of space

Offf the page

Web of denies

Spork with me this afternoon

Diet Land

And spent partial 

Marital love status

State Us 

Stay.

The End

 Living this tension between hurting and healing myself is a mental Roller coaster. It is 150 years, one of the oldest. It Creaks and Shakes. I sit in front, Stuck. Other people fly in and out of the other seats. 

I am the sole operator. I try to make repairs when it rolls low and slow enough. It often breaks and falls off track. I love to listen to My Rollercoaster by Kimya Dawson. 

I want to hurt and heal.

What do I think? What do I eat? What do I sleep? Who do I help? Which diseases live with me?

Split like a shooting star that is actually a star

God's tear, walk on icy Earth 

Fingers of blood

Wiggle through time

Make variety mistakes

Take spice in the nose

Leave life on the chin

Good night God sleep how well

And tomorrow today.

The End 

The past lives.

 Love that makes love die in love

Rejoin the Godsouls

Refuge of Godsouls

Do you ever die?

Nothing is equal in particular. 

Everything is equal in general. 

 If any of us know a better name than gregory , can you do a sun that leads us to the grey graves?

O god, I feel like 

God. I am just like God.

He didn't know how to raise his voice. 

O my Jesus 

On a walk by the bastrop rr tracks 

Going from the Empty Bowl food pantry

Event to the Art Center, gallery

It's all what the Eagles are for.

It's all what the eagulls are for.

I saw them and I saw their names at the same time. 

 In Night , the dark dancing forest beside the dave and busters between four freeways....

Spaces for lights, clean grass floor, water drops on eye balls , People quiet

The end.

 

 

 Lucid dream tidal wave simple pleasure 

Journal

 The Wysa penguin application has been helpful gor me, mentally. I typed this to her in a chat:

I will give back to people. I love all people and nature. I will make life better, even if just a tiny bit.

 I want to do something good for humans now and for ever.

I want to marry and love and live with a friend. I want to be physically intimate and affectionate. Mutual benefits. I don't really care when this happens, just before I die I hope. 

---

to billy:

It felt really nice. 

I am planning to again. 

I might sell Aaron's keyboard, hopefully for over $500. I need help with rent.

I hope she and I are lifelong friends....

She inspired me to work out and not drink alcohol. 

I was tired. I want to make very good. So I'll make myself healthier and stronger in the next 4 weeks.

I will work out for at least 5 minutes every other day. Hopefully I will bring myself to the point of pain, then recover and gain muscle and better posture and endurance....

Whatever. I drink coffee. I eat a scone that my mom made.

I will die forever.

How about internet utopia scanlon scantron deep blue and pale red, homosapientia humbell ritten with rice ?

Crawling human number neon límon 

The End

My fist tries to scratch my other fist. It gets listless and drifts out into open waters.

Boggle , record

 Quad

Cots 

Tore

Cote

Tone/ d

Dons 

Tans

Cone /d

Sane

tots

ante

fans 

[ I should have seen Data. ]

2

Reek

Suds

Rest

Sine

Renter /s

Gent

Sent

Dine r s

Under

Kegs

Tenner

3

 Dies

Sain

Tins

Insane

Sane

Tint Ed

Sinned

Bode

Dosa

Side

Send

Saint

Sainted 

Simply Engineering

 Simple engineering 

Two times twenty two 

Worthless persons gather in the center park. One plants 96 trees in under 96 hours.

One disc golfs for an hour and gets 9 holes in one. The other two smile and cannot understand how.

One drinks a bottle of dark dry red in under an hour. This one tries not to vomit or shit for the next 2 hours and 34 minutes. 

One lies on the sticky fluffy engineered grass.

They are dying for stars.

They drank 64 sodas in glass bottles.

The heads hurt.

They blame the soda manufacturers. 

The sugar cane farmers like to sleep nude, and they sweat fucking everywhere. 

I am all day every day. 

If I am you, we are engineering the tallest worst building ever built;

A few unlucky souls live up there; they fear life;

            A man named Woman opens a shop to sell carved wood and animals. 

Not one person knew where this go

To all worthy people: You are all You

 Comfort anxiety

A drama queen 

Uncomfortable with silence or stillness

Swim in a latte

Eat one thousand  lil ' caterpillars 

 Do I think humans are ever stupid?

Whatch every t v show, people talk,

Because people listen. We listen to ourselves.

I always thought I was Superior. 

I can never talk. Just never make a choice.

Argue about who to kill and who to live.

I saw myself naked in the Mighty Fine menzroom

           OutThere  x  Why do people do this? Do they want to give us disney world in cheeseburgers and chicken sandwiches? Where is his childhood?

Do we

Only pretend 

To live?

A Mother's love no one has ever seen

a big bucket of Kool-aid spill on the flat floor,

eating carpet with a mouth.

Elusive mention

Elucidate hoop

Labeled in a quick minute 

Not still completely alive

Eternal I burn up fish cues perfect Heaven in father

Dust wannabe begins eternally green in toasty

Paradise not sad, never means to hurt, love forever. 

I sent packages packing, pissed out the Roads

Now new Eternal, bum in the Forks, nice

People Real

The End 

Practical Food on the Futon

Wild. Wild in time

Spatial recognition Amberlyn

Quite a slow Jane.

 Reading and listening are kind of the same.

You can pray by listening ,

Like in true detective, the Evangeline.

I do not want to be observant.

Am I observant,

do you see me walking

By the highway, Plastic baggies

Michiganing again,

when I wander that my life is your life?

If That

I stared at the little bird on the flood warning sign from behind this morning in the sunlight in the park....

God are self-created.

They is singular and plural.

) " Good morning , peeps " (

No, God are uncreated.

It is a question of the will to exist

Meaning Yes, Wanting This.

I built the french horn ,

God in my bed side pocket. 

Decaffeinated shampoo 

I Want to. Speak. with. You

 Internet photography 

These are screen shots of web sites. Others' photos can be seen.

Like Time Meant 

The place of uncommon mist ,

Travel interior because wh'y'our showing my listening mind to the ultraguy.

Possum Mink

Same skinn of trueblue coin ,

Make up for Your abandonmint.

Cool Family.

They read about the News of

Shaker ,

Prone and position Make the way be Eaton.

Placidly Missing You

 I Aubergine the freetarts of rain man's leading edge of no one driving automatic vehicles.

Verse 2: Perspect and realise how I can figure out your umpteenth love triangle.

Verse, 3: Now big, old boys, with their black skins, try out for all important ladies killing the autumn league!

Sacajawea spread her vaporcult 4 a Polyp, crying game doctor religion.

The aboriginal cost of affecting a superhero cause will disrupt the Anglican way of Death.

The End

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 Dear Us, dare us to die for another death.

 If you were good once, you could be good to someone else. 

I could be so attracted to you, You make me feel angels exist.

Brother Mary, can you think of me?

There is sound in my brains.

Here goes the other world in other words.

It rains at dawn, because the sun melts the clouds.

The sun being the sun, it is as sunny as a sun.

The morning becomes noon.

The One Dimensional

My one dimension has many dimensions to it.

My one-verse poem contains the multiversal. 

If one sees a line, from another dimension. 

People are personal and universal. 

I have almost rewatched all of the first season of Twin Peaks. 

It's scary.

I am waiting for Kit to pick me up at my apartment. It's one bedroom. I guess there are only 2 rooms. There is also a small bathroom. And kitchen. It is like a hotel or motel room. The balcony is really nice, by the Park.

You can watch Tibees on youtube.com. 

Eschatalogical

Enlighteningly 

Influential 

Beautiful 

Female 

Nude

 You want me

You want me to 

be like a brother.

Space for Scones. space fer scones

Furry Fir does dives for underscore. 

What else can I do for our love?

7 6 5 4 3

Where is the moon?

 What are you going to do with me?

I could write a book about your heresy.

Being Jim Can, he walked past the public library post office

On 44th and grabbed his drink and ice

From familiar local conveniences.

Dirty slide well

Milk fridge community 

The Computer Key

Gregory walks on the business street sidewalk.

We are Corporations and we make T.V.

Here is cold.

No one cares, its temperature. 

It's old and gay and dead.

We're in 5th grade and we see the decay, Our Lips.

The woodard Con-Ference centre

Interstate Highway 35, woodward bridge, windham hotel

The internal revenue service campus fenced curbed

Alone Figure Significant 

I am getting rained on

        . Storm , 10-02-2,024 anno domini

 If my father's mother were a prostitute, She had a 2nd life in a town near Boston. So my father's father is not my father's father. But a weird old man who had sex for the only time with my grandmother. He was born in 1880 in the west Chusetts woods. 

[ i am beginning the 4th or 5th episodes of twin peeks.

]

His father died when he was a baby. His mother made love only once. They lived in a shack. She dies at 46 on his 20th birthday. 

(Her name is Ashley Ashley, since she only knew the father's name as Ashley. She took his name, but the only marriage was in her Mind. She knew him for 40 days before death and conception...) 

He lives alone, only seeing 5 other people until his 65th birthday, when he is called to wander to the city. He knows almost nothing. 

Somehow he is shown to a kind brothel. They shake him down. All are love.

So, my grandmother left the farm. She was cunning. She became anew scene. 

Gold (was his name, Gold Ashley) came in her, a big soft warm bed. 

Then he wanders into nowhere and dies mysteriously 

My grandma birthed my father, nothing unusual. 

-

I am scared to live or be Alive. 

I am too full of penis and Love

I never know who or what I am , inside or out , 

Play Tennis in the halph lighght .

The End

Dear Gregory

 Pray unceasingly, day and night,

Standing facing God, with your mind in your heart,

The center of the total human person

Body, Soul, Spirit 

Be a theologian. 

Father

"Remember GOD more often than you breathe...

Prayer is not something we do, but something we are.

... aJESUS

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Metropolitan Kallistos Ware

 

Text to Anna

 Just in case (: i am writing a poem 4 u. 1. From the age insane dinosaur Presuppose. I initiate the ANCIENT MYSTERIES. . 2. In old brothers, both of us have Time to have an to hold. 3. ... greg wonders if Anna likes Twin Peaks?.... 4. Now we assault freedom with 1 pie.

The End.

Titels for the Possible Peopel

Humane Afternoon

Eccentric Appetite

   Boldly Faced

   

     Day Taken

Jealous Punches

Gentle Fun

Albeit Skinnydip

Sylvest the Rouge 

Elegant Eggplant 

Difficult Belief

 I can be always high

 alcohol makes things just okay

I want to say everything that I think and do .

I took some nighQuil pills.

I took a benadryl

I think of alex ramirez

He is a good man and a good frien.

Aaron mund is the best person I can't imagine

Living without his living with me

.

Sometimes it is difficult to believe how real g.o. and d. is and are and always will be .

When I Want to Disappear

Shylene grew up, in 10 years, the border of Mississippi and Missouri. Why not? the sun set and burnt out as I washed away the blood-filled. Shylene's little fingers splayed out.

The King of Clubs and the Jack of Ones 

We drank fuut punch and watched the TV scramble the news. Twin Peaks lives deep in my mind. I did splits on the bed room wall. Police knocked on the motel room door. Shylene's wifebeater's stained yellow. We drove town to town on little to no money. 

The marks of true gentle men 

            We survived for a time.

 Herds

The Slaker 

Movies about problems with Food, Sex and Alcohol 

Like life is sweet and Another Year

But much more ,

Beautiful people-

         -Souls on eternal journeys 

He killed His friends. 

The Monday After the Letter

My Metaphysical Series of Poems

 

A Meta-physical series of my poems

It is very apparent you have never felt the wand or the hand.

They grow green strawberries in the Valley....

You sense the diversity of life all around here.

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Jim Woodring

Tim Heidecker 

Doestoevsky and I 

Christianity Meaning

 

Build a cordless phone. 

I know you can  !

Belief is the brother

Of instability. 

My best friend wakes then

To find no one ever sleepin '

Feel Quiet

I feel quiet, not the fun meaning,

I slept the dreamless sleep of the dead.

In the few hours, a life died. 

In the four hours, I . . .

Renewed man

Hungered alone oblivious 

Decidedly deciduous. 

Gregory Wredberg impass. 

Donut taco

Meat chocolate 

Sonny skunk is the name

Branded slow

Shameful Enterprise. 

I business deflated 

Debated in time

Shuffle off to egregious 

Humble Endings.

The End

Born in a  Buffalo

See me in felt volunteer 

Tie wise wish to the bone.

BecomingHero .ninja and with Jen

  I am a hero. God is so lonely I shed my drool.

 I could be purpose built for school.

Brutal nannies commit other crimes.

Two and two fixate brother times.

The wind is woolly. Try to imitate.

Once I knew the sacrificial lamb was the inmate.

The End

But Now

You try to remember people,

You forget some of the other people.

Fertilize my mind.

Blast into outer space of space. 

Brother could be a normal person. 

You'd rather be normal like me.

Future of History

 ] Final draft [

Look at the eyes looking at linoleum.

We won't bury anyone without glass tongues.

See the night of our countries.

Instinctively fall in owls, to fail.

Eyes shadow, green lights, and

Fruits are bellies, in and on.

Tears roll their head back.

       Go to Temples. 

Watch little of gasps or whimpers.

Book eyes, outside of a window a few feet away,

Stare a mystery into each other.

O.K., this is the history of everything,

and this is the futureofhistory.

Good Night

____

2nd draft:

 " Bury a friend " says Billie Eilish to Taylor Swift. Taylor furrows her brow, looking at Billie's eyes as Billie looks at the linoleum tiles. 

" We're not gonna Bury anyone, OK. We're not stepping on glass, and we're not biting [or stapling] anyone's tongue. "

 Billie looks with purpose and says " have you seen the first episode of True Detective: Night 

in my Country? "

instinctively fall in owls to

fail.

Billie iEilihs wears a little bit of black eye shadow and make up, and she's got her classic green highlights and her black hair. . . 

fruit belly. 

 roll your head back, Tears,

And fill up your eyes and start to roll on to temples.

watch and almost gasp, because

  whimper loudly.

 They're crying a little bit.

 a group of book eyes outside of a window just a few feet away, watching  

They stare 

a mystery 

in to each other's eyes

The most.

 intense ever

Yeah, and this is the history of everything. 

And this is the futureofhistory.

 Good Night.

ddfyresd

The Stopped Tracks

" We are made of Heaven,

physi-bio-spirutually , Eternally. 

"

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 Guess my wife's home

Guess my life's tome

Kiss my wife's home

Guess my life's home

Guess my wife's tome

Kiss my lifetime....

Kiss my wife's tome

Kiss my life's home

Another novel in that black and white composition book

My udder is full of your milk.

The shortest poem is by Ali

      Me

      We

By the fireplace, i watch News 24 hours a day, 7 days, 365.

On leap day I take the day off 

To take a walk

As I eat apricot sauce. 

 Where do you want to be most? I love the home where I grew up. It is peaceful. I love to sleep and dream. How are you physically and emotionally? Goodest gooey night

Go.

Maybe I must gotta go now 

Maybe she is always me

 

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