a fun little song that's like the beatles and tracy chapman

 So what?

You care.

I don't.

Oh well.

It's o-n-l-y

Possible if

You try.

 Max pain bullet time in the snow

Running thru a medicine cabinet

Shattered 3rd floor window cut my shoulder

I fall out and down, old brownstone

A black black sedan races time, slides and skids

Toward the capitol building, the sky, sky, endless sky

Indistinguishable, inextinguishable

dream 1-27-20212

       I saw a flash of green places

My 4th grade gym teacher talks on a cell phone to my step mom who i hear yelling from a hall across a breezeway, by my 5th and 6th grade gymnasium. My hair falls on my face, grows fast and covers me like water. I try to get it off me; i lie on the gym floor face up, then i'm on my bed on my back, arms and legs up, crawling thru thick vines, i hear my mom and i crawl on brown carpet from my room to the kitchen. I eat from a large platter of long cheese sticks. There is a big window that looks out of an airport and it's also a TV or computer screen, i see a red 'breaking news' scrolling something about Michelle Pfeifer, my hands seem to have holes in them and i'm touching and feeling them with something like other hands. I see my watery eyeballs looking like little prince planets, ceiling is dark sky                                                                 floating

 For even the truth

Fear pie

Even tho not really

Practical sponge 

I nominate the mail.    

 Beau Bacon bakes banana blossom boba balls.

- Andrew Ackerman, sleepwithmepodcast

 Word

Faith

Earth 

Humanity 

Quad pro quo

Repraisal

Environmental Stewardess

Congratuwelcome

Katha ,  irs orientation briefings

 Colewell is really good. We saw it last night. I got some stuff to do. Mom is in the post office right now, and I didn't even realize the connection to Colewell. I'm in the passenger seat. The car is running. I need to start my car, it's been a few days. There are people walking and driving around here, Main and Spring.

It's pretty.grey sky

 Take a Hot Shower on a Freezing Morning

I wish I were at high school again:

My mom is my only friend

Every day I speak and spell

I don't care where I'm going to hell

I drive around the country

I cry at the sky-blue sky ( satellites are out tonight - L. A. )

I'm skipping class

I write poems about trees and grass

My mind is my only friend

Get my broke tooth fixed at the dentist

from childhood

bought and sold

Figured Out

Layed Down

Stolen Regressed

Aplles and Chest

My Gram and Solid Charmed Girlfriend

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0dpCWcCMNR4&ab_channel=Dexbonus

gin and blackbird Bota box [ nighthawk ]

Every one is my friend

My OS is solitude and Special Time

 Well, Cole, you're about as dumb as a carrot eatin' a cockroach. I should know; I been both.

Colewell starring Karen Allen is on TV, Family Zone

I been watching Dodger play Omori.

it's pretty good  

[:

byenow

spoonerisms

Hotter Woes

Mole Stink

Bane Roots

Cone Fall

No Tail

Bony Turgor

Woo Knave

Fail by Mile

Lend Sand

 Pourquoi the quacking cranes

Tres burros domesticos

yesterday's today

today's yesterday

tomorrow's tomorrow

Spirit of Logic

Sport of Cardiff

When You Went To

12:24, Sat. Jan. 9, 2021

I sit in the driver's seat in front

of Academy in Bastrop.

I just bot 4 tennis balls

with my mom's money.

We are going to Bob Bryant

to play. I'm wearing red swim

trunks. We rewatched

Nebraska last night. I

love it. I love them.

- I'm listening to NPR, unconscious

bias

Sitting Meditation after Desk Routine Yoga

 

10 million people doing something

9 million people eating rice

8 million people building cars

7 million people planting seeds

6 million people cutting hair

5 million people falling asleep

4 million people writing songs

3 million people teaching addition

2 million people carving totems

1 million people star searching

3 people die

2 people making love

1 person reading this

0 people type this

We saw Promising Young Woman today at the Evo in Kyle, Texas

 

Title:   Beauty Made to Serve

Maid to Order

Flubber   Cordial

Sadder Miscellaneous Blood Children Falling Toilets in the Summer Dusk

Jesus fucking Christ

Oh my fucking God

Carey fucking Mulligan

picking up a tennis ball to the north of the house on the side yard

"Carey fucking Mulligan"   that's what i call this part of the yard

 

Untitled Peace Song

You know you can never know what to do

Any one can turn around and become you

Each of us has a place to be

None of us ever know where we will go

Some One always finds the real You-and-me

https://oceanhero.today/web?q=%E5%A4%A7%E8%B1%A1&utm_medium=Extension:omnibox&utm_source=Chrome

 Hualun

an elephant sitting still

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jMT5IcKXUs&list=FLnKHFChZk-jC3VdRTr2IZfg&index=49&ab_channel=KJCMuzique

 

George Duran

1 year ago

To my knowledge GOD's only 100% perfect creation aside from our univerese & this Small planet we live on "EARTH" was a racehorse ➡ "SECRETARIAT" ..."3" things stand out .... 1st- his run around the 1st turn at the "73-Preakness" ... Never before seen or heard of since ... 2- his "73-Kentucky" blaze over the 1-1/4 miles race ....that final quarter mile 23-sec. Pace Staggering 😨😨😨to say the least .... 3rd - His Performace in the 1-1/2 miles Belmont Stakes the Greatest  in history !!! ... In any Sport ... PERIOD 😒😒😒!!! ... HE WAS ALSO SO HANDSOMELY BUILD ... HE WAS THE PERFECT RACEHORSE ... "R.I.P."  SECRETARIAT 😟😟😟!!!

4

Jeffery Scism

. . . .   ' Alright, george, we get it ,  r.i.p. our horsey who art in heaven ' 

he sounds like Dr. Bronner.

 Fell asleep just in time.

Life was a Level One

Level 2 happened for Level 4

to go to the forested Level 3

Sand on the Land 2 feet deep on Level 2

and a stone wall and a stone table

and a hot sunny day. Washing myself in the

Blue sky, the drip of air, leave the ocean

below and smaller sand planet to be gone

an atom.

Level 3, 5-ton hairy caterpillar, wet

mud and thick moss and huge eyes pierce

my nards.

Level 4   bleeding bruises of cloudful space

dullest pain, slowest thought to the final

edge, farthest human - face, head, chest, back, limbs,

guts,  feeling a dead star, waiting still and black,

barely softest breath, the end turns around

we go beyond . . .

What Should Reality Be?

 a pork pie

 a corn dog 

A green blade

dryer summer Hay

Watering a new asphalt street

Pony and tony walk on the sidewalk by Main Street in this 85 year old, 3,000 person town. 

What do you know? Another 4th of July passes us by. tony plays a sax at night. Remilda sweeps and washes the floors of the 1000 square foot mostly brown rented house. Pony plays on the short curved street called Freemont.

The sunburnt mayor of your town parades his tux and tophat past the old pharmacy soda shop.

No one leaves before noon or December 31st.

The greenest tree leaves shine like hubric stars, waning for attention and our undying precise nowhereness, believing everything because 

We feel real, 10 items of clothing on our person

Reds, blues, pinks, deads, whites, scaries, and forget-me purplez. 

The dean of college age girls who deign and feign bagging groceries,

Ham. Tuna. Rice. Rolls. Steak. Ketchup. Paper towels. 

And varicose red vines

Dear Doctor

45 dollars an hour

The soup kid dies

The Asian population of 45 million

The 6 thousand mile border

tony and Pony walk to the corner store

Get an 8 ounce black coffee in a paper cup

And a half pound brick of cheddar

And walk back to the yellow light

Bulbs and rooms and beds and the warmest great aunt quilts

70 yards to the top of the graveyard

70 years and an astronomer's obituary 

Deal a label

Goodnight to Forever

I knew they were all of us

The End

Seven Minutes in Heaven

 A 49 minute movie

Begins with credits for about 1 minute, black background, white times New Roman, it's like old movies with all the Credits at the beginning. Silence.

Chapter titles, not sure the order:

It's a Sin to Expect More

Feeling Bad Is Only a Way to Feeling Good

I Didn't Think I Was Capable of Being This, But Here I Am

Push Away the Edge

Here Is a Real Life, Always Aware of You

Abstract Mathematical Answer

Your Arm the Radius, When and Where

The 1st 7 minutes, a male and female go into a closet, two or three friends time them, they are playing, having fun, sleeping over. They're about 18 to 20. 

They huddle in the dim. 

Jim: I never thought I would do anything like this. I don't know how I got here. 

Sue: it's easy. We are meant to be here. Some one put us here, wanted us here, let us be here. It's hard to explain, but I see it clearly, I feel it, I know for sure, I know them, but I don't know how. 

[ I think she knows about me , or just about me thinking and writing them into existence 

I exist. How did this happen?   ]

Later for now

Be you later 

I needa sleep 

(&"

Jim and Sue tell tales to each other. 

Sue: tell me something you never thought you'd say

It's like Confession

In those booths with the screens kneeling 

Kneeling Screens sounds like a good title 

7 minute chapters play out the short tales they tell

The end, silence cut to black 

A film trilogy

 1st,

White Shit

A sort of autobiography, scenes of me thinking, talking and singing to myself, in a daze or a trance. Meditation, watching, listening. Can be extremely boring or challenging or pointless. 

Begins or ends with this Steven Wright joke: " That was the same year she asked us, if we could be any animal in the world, what animal would we wanna be? And I raised my hand and said a bird, and she said why? So you could fly? And I said no, so my shit would be white "

There's a scene of pigeons and poop on the ground

2nd,

White Wine

Only slightly autobiographical. 

Related to the Tim Minchin song White Wine in the Sun

The story is about an American man in Australia, a big city, maybe several . And some scenes in the countryside. 

Meeting people, helping friends, trying to realize why we are alive and what we should do.

3rd

White Nite / White Lite [am more now, was....Not sure about the title, maybe just  White

More experimental, confusing maybe. Is this a movie, just a mistake or a transcendent medium to Eternity and pure love, understanding and grace, glory, godness... ?

I dunno

Of course, I won't do anything else with these,

This is just like a poem

A document of thoughts and ideas

Here for their own sake

The truth understands itself

The End

Next the Rest of Earth

After a Massage Revelation after 9 Months without a Massage

 

The Michigan train conductor made its way to the alphalpha sprout ladybug

My penis had a blue lozenge stuck inside its watery whole

Miami was on fire. It said it loves me

The washing machine flew south in the winter town

   . . .                               

 

I found this on a handicap space on the east side of the Garfield library a few weeks ago.