Christmas Every Day in Nature

 

Dark pieces

of continually sagging

mess interpretations.

Swells Blessed

Swells Blessed.

Swells Blessed

[ 100 Foot Wave is fun to watch. Nicole is very attractive, i just looked her up ]

 

Dry

Churn

Grin

Mundo

Dregs

W B C P T G T

New Friends at Blood Donation

Adriana is 26. She was born in southwestern Mexico and moved to the California at 4, Arizona at 5, finally Texas at 6.

Her father is 10th generation Mexican, about half indigenous. Her mom is half Portuguese.

She majored in art, history, and Art History.

She has jet black strait hair, somelong , someshort. She is 5'2". Her BMI is usually around 26.

Mike is 30. She was born near New York City, named Michaela. She is non-binary. She moved to Austin right after she turned 21.

She dropped out of college, the third year. She repairs bikes and welds.

She is mostly Jewish. She has shoulder-length curly black hair. She is 5'6" and her BMI is usually just under 21.

Lily is 32. She was born in eastern China. Her mother is Japanese, father Chinese. 

She went to Harvard and Rice. She has a masters in some kinda calculus. She wants to be a math professor and theoretical math researcher.

Her dark hair is sometimes very short, buzzed, bangs or a bob halfway down her neck. She is 5 feet, around 140.

Jasmine is 36. She was born in Egypt. Her father is African and her mother Arab. She fled violence at 32 and's been waiting across the U. S. A.

She is tall and fit. Her IQ is 189.

:   :

Taken and led by the hands

The indoors of the hospital by the free freeway

bags of deep red blood on the waxed white linoleum

Six windows , eight feet tall

a bigger blue sky and a few puffy bright clouds

tree shade

They lay on the manicured landscape grass

prickles their backs ,  legs ,  necks

The End

a jumble

OODOVO

_ _ _ _ ( ) ( )

ODONWE

( ) _ _ _ _ ( )

OWREKR  [ 2  answers ]

OTRXET

_ ( ) _ _ _ _

LEZBAA

( ) _ _ ( ) _ _

LIMBOE

( ) _ _ _ _ _

The model of the celestial body was waning under the hot sun, because it was :

 _     _ _ _     _ _ _ _

Pretty little lights

Lips and tongue ,

Give me all your seasons

of electric nerve bombs.

For an hour and a half

never touch the membrane of a cell.

Micropigments and filaments

on the surface, exchange electrons

current wave signals;

A water fall rushes up from hell,

darkly flows through the highest depths of heaven.

Raging red River, show and help the Solitary Saviour.

Stream and Train

 i just texted amy hyink,  How are you all?

i really wanna know and i really wanna go see her, be near her for a while

I thought of talking to her and parker, saying some times i feel so " lucky and happy " then i think i want to kill myself

i guess i feel fake and un-deserving of anything

then i thot of telling them, i wonder if it would be good if one could share any thoughts with anyone instantly , telepathically .

the modest mouse song Lives,  " if you knew everything they think, i bet you'd wish that they'd just shut up "

I just put on Cowboy Dan.

Alex gave me the Fall, this na-tions saving grace, and Lonesome Crowded West was in the cd case also

so goof

good i mean

Share a train of thought

a stream of consciousness

That makes me think of A stream of clean water flowing down a pretty little valley

under a train bridge

and a nice pretty train goes over

full or almost, of people who are glad

to be going where and when they are going to

The end

A Curated Image of My Self

 

blogger chooses music

Bill Baird

Bill Callahan

Beck Hansen

Bill Wurtz

Helsh

 

ocean_istock_ oceanherobrowser , california [ questionmark ]

 

 

 

The moon was white.

The sun was grey.

The Earth may stay 

away.

The moon was white.

The Earth was grey.

The sun may stay 

away.

A sugary foot to travel

Dinamic posted toes

Rock a feller , dawn pose.

toast the bagel , finger nail.

An oiled hand brick satisfied.

an old tv show , Rectified ;

Blonde children brush hair.

No tune design, walk the strand

I am gone , going , I am land.

A Simple Everything Poem

Leaving the Library ,

All being

All thing

All "see"ing

All knowing

The seek before the search

The time after remembering

With my right index nail, I 

scrape thin foil from colory

yellow stiff paper. I do not

win 20 or two hundred million

dollars. Back home, the cu-

cumber vines are as long as

an adolescent elephant, were

they to be stretched and con-

torted so. A big yellowy green

Cucumber grows a inch a minute.

A minute of Our time likes

to say, How many seconds

can we think at the same time?

The brightest cucumber we ever

saw. Unlikely, but he gets bigger 

than the rest of the garden.

He weighs 566.9 pounds.

He wins the records, even

ones he's never entered for.

Toward the end of his life,

he is bigger than Our house,

Our town. Right now, as he leaves,

No one can see anything else;

Do we live within the Big

Yellowiest Greenest

Cucumber, throughout all stars

and light waves beginning to

end, or does he dwell in us?

[ inspired by Feel Free by Nick Laird ]

 Quaffle kerfuffle

I baked Romi-one a taart of degraded breakfast uranium savages. In the first 14 minutes, they wrote me a note,

' Tidel: Do you like re-ruining the golly dope jump-juniper? Human damn, I'll forgive you if you go god hunting with O'sian . . . Next Wednesday -- Hope revival Dance at 6 o' to 7 o' Tenty Plock. '

Yes i am Tidel. Humnas have sponek my Word for you-tousand yours.

There were always open windows to view and smell the ever-more-brilliant Garden of Our Lady of Glad Good Natural Feelings of Opting to Wait

Growing 11 meet'ers high, past the first story, vines and watches sparkled like stars giving on pineal days

The eucharist tipped itself off the plate pedestal, and the priest flipped up his friendly limbs to grasp the young house total day plans.

Light dusts and bright dirts settle the oldest grey stone bricks, arches and entryways and exits

All the older men filed thru Mac'Conald's driving range of Blunt Arrows and Speakable Rushtimes.

The end.

 

The Yellow Leaves

The yellow leaves of everything and anything 

The yellow leaves of anything and everything

What do you want to do?

What are you going to do?

What are we doing right now?

Keep singing and playing, and helping

the world become what it was infinity years ago.

The world is the universe.

The universe is the Cosmos.

Whoever I am, I think I know the most

about what to do right now.

We will go outside to experience the most,

to make the most.

The yellow leaves of anything and everything

The yellow leaves of everything and anything 

Worker and Queen

I wake up early,

walk out the house, into the

calm thick humidity

and immediately

sing, If I were free,

and I am, but if I were really free,

would I be a bee  [worker and queen]

on the cusp - , of becoming the

first Person to escape from Eternity?

 

The type a' guy who's brave enough to wear a kilt and pink shirt,

but not brave enough to wear a dress or a skirt.

          "   Southern  Favourites  ...    Cucumber - Infused   "

She is the Strangeness of the Past

She is the Beauty of the Future

Wipe the knife clean and dry

confess

 

Good Enough to Know, Older Greg Blog

i want to post a least once a month, just a little diary, keep track of my self. I thank you, bye now. { :

Tuesday, August 17, 2021

Confessions

 

maybe something

Tuesday, August 17, 2021

   i am obsessed with J K , km's daughter

she is lovely

on their instagrams

i am afraid of her . . . ,  [number] i think...  i worry about myself

i worry i will keep getting worse

like a cliche , a dirty sad old man , but man seems too good a word

So, what should I do.

maybe I need a girl friend, lady friend, special friend, wife , spouse , partner . . .

I imagine every so often

I imagine renting a mountain cabin near vegas

A prostitute is my best bet

prostitutes need love too

i would love to marry one, even as she keeps working

it makes me horny too...

this is very confessional

i want a book to be printed. Like saint Augustine's Confessions ,  written by me , about me

my self... soul, relationship with jesus and the trinity

i feel that i could not feel this any more, any deeper

this connection

to myself.

It is like Pain. But also Heaven, and sometimes Hell. Like Perfect Absolute Divine Judgment

I feel light. Like caffeine

I forgot that i took an excedrin

Then I drank half a cuppa

coffee.

I really like myself.

Sometimes i hate myself more than anything

i think i am like Steppenwolf

Self- obsessed   bourgeoisie

Resource Leech

Tick

Sponge

Parasite

Infection

Death - Collector

Hell - Baby

What is the worst case Scenario

How do i help people

The most people i can help ?

I wanna publish this, except censor the damning first confession ... 

Later I love you.

Confess

   i am obsessed with J K , km's daughter

she is lovely

on their instagrams

i am afraid of her . . . ,  [number] i think...  i worry about myself

i worry i will keep getting worse

like a cliche , a dirty sad old man , but man seems too good a word

So, what should I do.

maybe I need a girl friend, lady friend, special friend, wife , spouse , partner . . .

I imagine every so often

I imagine renting a mountain cabin near vegas

A prostitute is my best bet

prostitutes need love too

i would love to marry one, even as she keeps working

it makes me horny too...

this is very confessional

i want a book to be printed. Like saint Augustine's Confessions ,  written by me , about me

my self... soul, relationship with jesus and the trinity

i feel that i could not feel this any more, any deeper

this connection

to myself.

It is like Pain. But also Heaven, and sometimes Hell. Like Perfect Absolute Divine Judgment

I feel light. Like caffeine

I forgot that i took an excedrin

Then I drank half a cuppa

coffee.

I really like myself.

Sometimes i hate myself more than anything

i think i am like Steppenwolf

Self- obsessed   bourgeoisie

Resource Leech

Tick

Sponge

Parasite

Infection

Death - Collector

Hell - Baby

What is the worst case Scenario

How do i help people

The most people i can help ?

I wanna publish this, except censor the damning first confession ... 

Later I love you.

Wowouldwoodow

The Rhythm of Rhyme

The Meter of Rhyme

The Prose of Poetry

The Reason of Rhyme

The Rhyme of History

Submerged like lightning

upsidedown,

submerged in the fruit,

the light is done.

Child-World

My mother is now my child.

My child am I.

                            Pump gas at a lost piney highway station on a cloudy day.

This child-world is Our oyster.

We harvest the pearl,

and toss it into a dumpster.

Options

Are there ever really any options?

I option my book; it costs ten thousand words.

I option my word. It costs all of my life . . . .

 Your Life is perfect

I got a radar machine in my head

Space. My blood is always red

Even when it's not oxygenated.

Something blah hmm corrected

So so so so and maybe Yes connected

C61 BHH

Dedicated to a license plate I saw near my middle school. I was practising memorisation and imagined the sequence enlarged all over my environment . . . . - GDW

1 -

How's the sky? - Tym Heall, C67

It's up and so'm I. - Beni

Sitting on the edge of the 11th floor courtyard, 50 feet from the doors, they look out at the greyness and semi-reflection of lunchtime in unending Capitol City. Sleek chairs and tables and low hedges half fill the area; umbrellas are never needed.

Factories and "parks", apartments and "homes" all sprawl amongst each other.

The future has dimmed. Earth is overpopulated by humans. People work all their time. They work for all others and they all work for no one. No one knows reason anymore. They all seem and appear and learn to be pretty much the same. Same, and more of the same, is the best anyone can expect, they tell each other. They know this to be true, though they know the truth is more.

Citizen 61's name is Benicio Hector Hernandez.

This is the end of the beginning.

2 --

The year is 2061 a.d. and Beni just turned 41. Tym is 39. They fear for their lives when it is convenient.

We fear for our lives when it is convenient. - Paula P, C171

What does that mean? - Beni

Dust covered our jackets. -

Snippets of conversation,

maybe the end, and heaven, communications with God

are these, loose, free, no order or connection is necessary, a word here, two or more words . . . a pregnant poignant silence

We just know now

All is eternal, changeless

or somethin'   like that

night night,

see ya in the mornin'

Love, Greg Wredberg

From goodenoughtoknow , Older Greg Blog :

Okay. I must move on. The sun is moving up. I am proud of C61 BHH. Even though it turned into my stream of consciousness, with no story or characters. Maybe it is better this way. Maybe i don't want to write a formal story, or anything longer than a page. Maybe that is waste of everyone's time. maybe.

I posted it to facebook. You will know me. If we try at least a little, everyone will know everyone eventually.

I am not sure what i mean. Just that we are eternal. Our souls can grow and know everything we want to know. Almost everything. I do not know if we can be one with God, all-knowing. 

Anyway, this is not a diary, just musings on truth, self, philosophy, theology... i guess.

So. I let hank out and fed him breakfast. I made myself coffee, newman's own k-cup, with heavy cream from HEB.

The End

I know almost anything!

 https://youtu.be/uqrTrrJyCEw

https://youtu.be/bSiD_NY02mw

 You're a pain in Heaven 

 You are all your friends 

Why, OH! You are.

I tried to copy paste the last post, and this weirdness happened

   I feel weird. Like I cannot sleep with Internet

( tiktoktho_ughts ,  sorr

I am cryi

Sleepiness makes me extra emotion

It is so ok

sexy ,. No meani

If just I had 2 hundred thousand dollars , all or nothing l

I can rent a room, an efficiency, I can live here like 10 years without having to do anything . . .

I ... do not kno

I want my other brothers to see Efficiency. I think it is really good. I'll text kit and Tim the traile

I am goo

My mom and I finished Princess Kaguya yesterda

I need to add it to my favourite movies list...

Ye

I love y

So, fuckinmuc

Looks Germ

 I feel weird. Like I cannot sleep with Inte

( tiktokthots ,  sorr

I am cryi

Sleepiness makes me extra emotion

It is so ok

sexy ,. No meani

If just I had 2 hundred thousand dollars , all or nothing l

I can rent a room, an efficiency, I can live here like 10 years without having to do anything . . .

I ... do not kno

I want my other brothers to see Efficiency. I think it is really good. I'll text kit and Tim the traile

I am goo

My mom and I finished Princess Kaguya yesterda

I need to add it to my favourite movies list...

Ye

I love y

So, fuckinmuc

Looks German

anh.ous...y.d.r.w. .ottongayalngy)rnetanh.ous...y.d.r.w. .ottongayalngy), fuckinmuch.

Looks German

 I feel weird. Like I cannot sleep with Internet

( tiktoktho_ughts ,  sorry)

I am crying

Sleepiness makes me extra emotional

It is so okay

sexy ,. No meaning

If just I had 2 hundred thousand dollars , all or nothing lotto

I can rent a room, an efficiency, I can live here like 10 years without having to do anything . . . .

I ... do not know.

I want my other brothers to see Efficiency. I think it is really good. I'll text kit and Tim the trailer.

I am good.

My mom and I finished Princess Kaguya yesterday.

I need to add it to my favourite movies list.....

Yes.

I love you

So, fuckinmuch.

Looks German

All my friends flew away to Yokohama. 

So what did he say to appease his mama?

Earth got small , Lost in the sky , airtight window

Slaps the face of God in the Mind :: Fly solo.

Don't get in the hot tub when you're alone

in the middle of a summer day, after drinking

overeagerly half a bottle of cheap red wine.

half a bottle of cheap red wine

Are you gonna fall forward?

You might,

and that's your right,

to fall forward.

Nordic Pine [Pure]

 Nordic Pine

We cannot leave the moon yet,

because we have never gone there yet.

Norrrdic Piine

Do not leave me alone tonight.

Nordic Pine

back from cost co

He's a dog. He's a big black dog. He doesn't drive a car. He rides in the back seat.

Take my leg off.

Make me a new leg.

- . . . .

Don't -doo doo, doo- us ;

We got plans,

but we don't need plans.

You Framed Your Girlfriend for Going to Jail

I was worse than a week of Sundays.

I was a money man and you were n't

 A  Sacagawea  and   a  holy  current

kinda Iris Dement

free write. daily morning . exercise

 just vomit words from my fingers

i see speak and feel like i only must occupy the tiniest spaces that allow time to reveal and reply ever so sonically humming orders for fortune not only human but you i deal and derail and rip open the tom bodett speaking horses by the keneddy spacy stations

out there up in the real zones of outer lightyears to factor a potion for you i just wanna grey and grow up for once

just like i really mean to, i begin a sonnet here i go

The night was not too long;

Longfellow had a birch:

I remember a sad song.

My partner was left in a lurch,

He said how could I be wrong.

My meaninglessness subsides!

He was a god-figure who belong

with all Other eternal insides,

therefore They make a sarong

to hold Eternity like a baby.

I can make it past a furlong,

and no one really means maybe.

Twelves lines is enough

of this good stuffs.

bye later love you

Women Doing Difficult Work

I am not a question 

I am a live stream 

Predictive

I am attracted to the number associated in my wallet as a gift 🎁 🙂 🙃 😅 ☺ 😌 🎁 is the combination to be used the TurboTax online course to be here for the seed of a quiet beach is the color of the same in the Church into the ocean with the Howard and his family 👪. Schubiner

Good Night, Every Body

 Had a good night, last night.

Let us have a better night

Tonight-night.

Butter wands, what are your sandy hands doing to us?

Blueberry waterfalls, the sun is like a neighbor. 

Caitlyn Kurura and Suki Blalok

 

4 Burnt Matches in Candle Wax

 

Sleepy Triangle

 I'm a sleepy triangle man. 

I have a plan. I don't wanna hava plan.

I am a sleepy triangle man.

I am a plan, I don't wanna hava plan.

I'm a sleepy triangle man. I am a man. I don't wanna be a man. 

The Bright Yellow Cheese of Thoughtful Nothings

I sold England as a rubber spectacle. 

 

All my life is worth fuckin' around for.

What a weird day. Oh it's been 10 days.

Oop, I accidentally turned inside out.

I had some crazy dreams. War and stuff. Two old guys play some golf-like game, laying on possibly-mobile reclining chairs, using haggis as pillows. One guy acts weird and arrogant, drooling on his haggis pillow, then he says to a lady working in the office that he thought they might kick him out, but he's too well known.

Of course I try to use a gas station bathroom but it is tiny, gross and filled with people.

Patrick and I at a school, or some wasted landscape, grey and muddy and still beautiful

A group of soldiers, waiting outside, young black guys, I don't who is a fighter or a cook or a healer

We wait for the rain to stop

we take a break from war

we have fun

music and dance

I say, Good morning to you.

You are a good boy.

i guess that is me

Joy,

Tiny

Waffle Land

Sat

First Land

wish he was.

Land,

a bridge

lulls nations.

Ayula Wish List

 Old Border Ayula

Druid's Familiar

Exuberant Wolfbear

Forest Bear

Golden Bear

Professor of Zoomancy

Razorclaw Bear

River Bear

Ruxa, Patient Professsor

Blessing of Frost

Rishkar's Expertise

Branching Evolution

Descendents' Path

Hibernation's End

Emerald Medallion

The Great Henge

Jeweled Lotus

The Ozolith

Rhonas's Monument

Urza's Incubator

4 Ice Age Snow-Covered Forest

Castle Garenbrig

Memorial to Unity

Mouth of Ronom

Opal Palace

Scrying Sheets

Used to be a grown up

Kinda in the middle

 Watch the tide

Fall off the sky

Phillip McShane and Helen Keller

Andee's and Aaron's first orange house

 Sleep on the childish moon

No room to die too soon

Oh wonderful sun

Oh askin' himself

does it look like he got on his chair ?

 9 words

29 letters

3 twos

2 threes

3 fours

1 five

1 a

1 c

1 d

3 e

1 g

3 h

4 i

2 k

2 l

1 n

5 o

1 r

2 s

2 t

i am missing a letter, i checked twice, i dunno

o, there is another k. i wonder why i missed it. distracted by the two o's in look maybe

layter bub

13 vowels

16 consonants

French Roast Irish Cream

 4 5-letter words

o, french is 6.

21 letters

2 a

2 c

2 e

1 f

2 h

2 i

1 m

1 n

1 o

4 r . . . . okay.

2 s

1 t

7 vowels

14 consonants