The Coffee and cinnamon roll

Smells of My Father

After shave , old leather

12:02 blinks on the VCR in the apartment living room.

The light above the stove is on.

a blueness between the slats of the sliding patio door

Morning Sickness Empathy

 7 8 7

Why Do We Know What to Do

It must be made into 

An unfamiliar 

Part of Speech. 

The Answer to your wisdom

I wonder why I have trouble sleeping 

Drinking too much rhum has made me feel not so good 

My past Self

Do a Kind Favour

Your Self

I made a boook 

A look

Making Love

Makes sense 

I love you

We can Go

Book Now

 Kristin Kimball <kristin@kristinkimball.com>

Thu 2/17/2022 2:38 PM

To:

•  You

Thanks for sharing this Gregory. Makes me happy to read it. Sending you good wishes in Bastrop from all of us in Essex. 

Kristin

Sent from my iPhone

On Feb 17, 2022, at 1:15 PM, Gregory Wredberg <gregwredberg@hotmail.com> wrote:



Hello, Kristin,

You reading this would amaze me. I appreciate very much everything you and your family and fellow farmers do. I am in Bastrop, TX. I would love to visit Essex soon though.

Anyway, I just found this poem I wrote and wondered if you or anyone would want to read it.

Thanks {:

- Gregory Wredberg

Here it's ['tis].:

Friday, September 10, 2021

The Far Arm

 

like a farm 

an 80 pound brown dog , part pit

a puffy beige upholstered chair

dirt filled driveways

black and white goats

2 hours to Montreal

wet winter weather

shiny black rubber boots

4 year old eyeballs

new pink tee shirt

880 tons of organic corn

heir looms

loose cotton pants

light blue air

dead rotting racoons

spring breath

butter tongues

aging laughs

The End

some thing like that

https://oakygo.blogspot.com/2021/09/the-far-arm.html

The Far Arm   like a farm  an 80 pound brown dog , part pit a puffy beige upholstered chair dirt filled driveways black and white goats 2 hours to Montr... oakygo.blogspot.com

Black Wman Eating Orange, Cleaveland Clinic

 

 

I drank a lot of Bacardi today, it is 1:28 [ 13:28}

I just saw a commercial for SeroVital with volume low, silent.

[ AccuWeather Celebrates

BLACK HISTORY MONTH ]

] ] MONTH ] [

It becomes apparent, I have serious issues... with myself. It may be too obvious. 

I saw a woman in some kinda athletic underwear.

I thought, God, I want a woman, My biological clock is ex-fucking-ploding, sploding.

I think of Prostitutes in Las Vegas. My bank account

Mary Magdelene should be a prostitute.

Good Images

We Can Do Anything

I need 1000 [one tousand] times more Self Control

I drink 100 times too much alcohol

Rising Seas Threaten Tubman Historic Sites

I see a young, caring, intelligent woman on TV

Why do you have to be so beautiful?

My delusion [ every thing is for me ]

Why Are You So Beautiful?

I wonder. To myself

Sorry about my Convolution

My sorry brain and mind

Okay, We will Be.

Listening to my Spotify liked songs

Julien Baker - Souvenir

before was Jesus Wrote a Blank Check - Cake

Jesus wrote a blank check
One I haven't cashed quite yet
I hope I got a little more time
I hope it's not the end of the line
Yeah, Jesus wrote a blank check
Ah, one I haven't cashed yet, all right

Well, if I had to choose a number
I'd want it to be number one
I don't want to be number two
Yeah, I don't want to be number four
Yeah, but I can hear a knock on the door
Jesus wrote a blank check, all right

If Jesus saw me dying
Would angels come a-flying down?
I hope I got a little more time
I hope somebody lends me a dime
Now, Jesus wrote a blank check
Ah, one I haven't cashed yet, uh-huh

Still I build my towers high 

I watch them pierce the blue, blue sky

Still I wallow in the mire

Still I burn this earthen fire

Ah, still I burn this earthen fire

Sorry the spacing and formatting is crazy, I guess It is boy genius; [ verse 1: Julien Baker ] :

Hasn't caught a thing yet

Twenty dollars and a souvenir

Anything's worth trying

To stay out of your nightmares

Say I was in your dream last night

Always end up dying

You said, because of course I did

Ooh-oh-oh

Ooh-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Phoebe Bridgers]

Always managed to move in

Right next to cemeteries

And never far from a hospital

I don't know what that tells you about me

[Verse 3: Lucy Dacus]

Pulling thorns out of my palm

Work a midnight surgery

Ooh-oh-oh

From Gregory Wredberg to James Gerard Duffy, a University in Central Mexico

 From: Gregory Wredberg <gregwredberg@hotmail.com>

To James Gerard Duffy, a university in central Mexico

Sent: Tuesday, December 19, 2017 5:00:46 PM
To: Gregory Wredberg
Subject: 9

 

Hey, James, Merry Honda Days! [ ; hahaho.

Yesterday I turned 28 years old. What is your date of birth? I hope that my asking is not intrusive.
Sorry, if this is too personal, but are you religious? If so, how?
I've had almost no religion in my life. Since being friends with Aaron and reading and listening to Phil, I'm more and more interested in Christianity and what it could or should be universally and for me personally. I have a strong leaning towards believing in the trinity, mostly thanks to my friendship with Aaron.. It seems kooky to me, but I like it a lot.
Sorry if this is all uninteresting to you :P Thanks for reading anyway!

What's the last book, or anything, that you read that delighted you? I love reading Harvey Pekar. I heard about him from the movie American Splendor.
How do you feel about movies? I recently watched one called Silent Light, about Mennonites in Chihuahua, and like it quite a bit. [-:

TTYL,
Best wishes,
Gregory

In video 9.3, from about 6:16 to 7:36 is a break. Here's my Lecture 9 Summation:

"The eternity tasted in every aesthetic apprehension"

"The concrete being of man... his sensitivity matches the operator of his intellectual advance with a capacity and a need to respond to a further reality than meets the eye and to grope his way toward it."

"Art draws attention to the possibilities of human living." [ Bernard Lonergan ]

Phillip McShane talks on Friendliness, Faith, Art and artists. He details the subtleties and profundities of how artists relate with space, time, and other people, and he expands on different types of art. He references Joyce, Degas, Cezanne, Picasso, Mozart, and others.

https://youtu.be/HKY_Rm3ddoo

 I am fully curious about Death.

I never want to hurt anyone. Want no one to ever hurt Lyrics: "Why do I think about killing myself? It's not suicide I don't wanna end my life."

a Good Night Moon

 

Playful Chiropractor, Ghost Portrait, Creating a Cat, Buying You a House

youtubes video

I walk aside , of the Front Door a grey dey and sing

The sun is bloody cum

The sun is doing gum

The tide is white and lum

Souls became the Slum.

Forward-leaning

Mutatable Listations

John Hodgman, dark electricity, with a guitar astage singing

thinkin

 Dearest,

I only have a mind, for us. The next Tuesday is while green tree bark tealing keeling killing the white of helios fuzz mold, delectable teethfuls of spongy moist moss, death realises the inner interest

Sorry burns, most electric, tics on the construction laborers' faces, hands, thin red liquid stream trails

I wanted to remind me

of hosts, hello, wild

Verily I say Now, the right things, words from some hum hope remember perfectly the Said from

Here I go: Just person helps a feeble son, thin lanky limbs of auburn peach lavender hollow nights,

He lifts a human foot, places the foot on the hero dirt, flecks of live grasses, yellow as noons

He helps him, quivers loose cold clothing, cloths to dry and sanitize, 14th century,

Facts rediscover, crumbling grey stone, swallow healthy pills,

Current cancer

KIll Time

Forever Waver

The next Dust

Near our Hearts

Nice feeling He deerserves us

Float bread, honey to die free Her ,   Just a Wince

Wink belly freedom immortal

We said hi,

Below forgiveness Faces Direct

Home humble

Desire Depends

Deepen

Them.

 As dry as a Walrus

Melanin Repigmentation

Holy scripture fading memory

fd ing fa mi ng -

-

These People are groovy, when you're a Panda

Bear. Every Mabel is a carrying water here.

Cheeky blood

- God's had enough of you.

I wonder where your mother died. 

Candy makes me crazy.

Hand me that hand grenade; 

It's safer than a bloody pie.

 Trappings of the Mogadishu man

Mogadishu Trapper 

Mulligatawni

The soup is too white. 

A Moonset

 February 15th, 2022

 "

O God, I love life

I wanna be all of the People

I wanna be more than them.

"

I drank almost a bottle of Low Hanging Fruit Pinot Noir.

Three PM

15 o clock.

Listen to So 2015 by Locust Toybox

the onn bluetooth speaker is low on battery

it is okay tho

Jorge Regula is on now.

On my Youtube  " Soft "  playlist

I love it

When will The End

Hunger then Eat

Yellow Babie

Go Good

Cut Your Bangs alternate lyrics

 Friends Barbie Lego Set

When you lie to me,

I fall on your face.

You drink that sticky weed;

Life is enough.

When I make you fly,

we forget about Stuff.

Waikiki Beach

I'm a slow buddy

Quietly hangin on an apple nut tree

Hotter than Mexican chocolate on a rice cake patty

Sweeter than a Tuesday morning on a London fog day

A radio-powered gyroscope in a tinsel town homunculus

Colder than a cold egg on a Miami sun screen.

.

Horses in Tune

The horse's in tune.

Of course I want you.

Of course I want you.

I saw someone speak at my funeral last night.

I didn't see their name tag, but I

watched them cry in the bath light.

Apostles are jews.

Apostles are Jews.

It is possible I will be alive soon.

 Un dia

mon amia

que rico

ponce de leon

que huevos

when the sun dies

holy moly

Guacamole

 I'm cold

I'm coffee

I am clearly looking forward to something confirming of life's excellence and beauty.

Are you Welsh or excited about the pony farm and the barn in the fall ?

 

N o c i c e p t

C c e i n o p t

 

here me [grg]

here me now [grg again]

 

I'm goin' back to the moon.

It's like a solid voice;

the baby's only choice

I'm goin' back to the moon.

A quiet spacious room

The mom and dad are ruined.

It's like a very good choice.

This is my only voice.

.

Alcohols, Parts 1 and 2

 Opposite from my last video, I just want to, um

Everything is the opposite, okay.

Now I am going to like freestyle slam poetry on your butts:

Um, here I go. Um, I had too much Scotch whisky plus cheap gin and vodka. Yes that is about correct. Now here i go, now you will listen. I want to drink a little bit more because I still feel too... conscious, I guess that is the word. Just give me a minute, just going to put some more alcohol into my blood stream, even though it's dangerous and stupid. I hope you're not scared or anything, if you know me, or don't. 

*drinks*

2

I am afear'd that you will come back to life and assassinate my life. I don't know where this video ended. I wanna come back to life and figure out why you watched me die. I wanna find the reasons for living. The moon and sun are stupid in the sky, so I write about the earth and its purpose on my self. Why do I cry when my mood is high? I don't create myself, but nothing matters 'cause I am drunk on various alcohols. I can sing and dance. And this is more reason for a higher romance than what I feel between a female and man, or a man and male. I like myself more than most peo-pale. I don't care what you think about no one. No one cares what you think about Me. I feel like I'm so clever, but I might not be. I could wait for 1 second, I feel like I'm inside God's mind, but maybe it's his soul or his body or his penis or cunt. I wanna feel like I have done, the most I could do. Is it enough? Now I will say goodbye. I hope you like this kind of stuff.

Where is the Mind

 what is the mind

Am I a mind

Is the mind everything

we think

every thing we can think

everything we do

everything we can want to do ?

The End

of the Mind.

To Sun

     I was pissing by a full grown oak in our backyard. It's sunny and cold. I look up east toward the sun. 

A vulture sits on a high bare branch, wings open, sunning.

The shadow of death confronts. My speaking elephant brains - overwhelms, deranges, disgusts, discusses.

I think of photographing with my cellular telephone's camera, then 'I got my memory.' I put my penis away, drip drops, jog towards the back door, hear vultures beautifully, beatifically beat the air with wondrous wings.

I turn to look.

The End

get right the light

I thought

I can use words to

- .

I can try.

Saga of Torn Finger Skin

 

By the fire 

Healin up Real nice

Bong Loard

Yellow Bar

( her bal jas mine tea and whisky )

 

Only Necessity

A circle or equilateral triangle

Speaking, Listening and Understanding

Child, Spirit and Parent

or son, holy ghost and father.

The only necessity is The Trinity

Aaron said.

To do 10-2-22

 must do

Finish reading -  Barzun

                           "Cohen" and

                           Hopkins

while doing so, reflect and

perfect my thoughts / soul

improve the attempt.

Treat all things / Life with

Loving Caring Kindness

FULL Attention to each detail

Necessary for perfect Health

Fulfilling and Knowing Potentials.

Speech

This is the bush on fire. 

My butt is speaking to me. 

Anal speech is not a fungus.

A floral meaning

You stole the truck

Disposal 

Shriveled decaying dark kaleandspinach may stain the plastic packaging and the farmhouse sink.

Outcast potatoes, rocket, rutabaga, radish...

The lawn we crave turns out.

Turn out, give in to our best interest, 

Potable sewage sedge.

Over possible herbs,

Dinah, Diana

Wash the speculation, 

Watch how seed germs grow. 

Go to sleep Underground. 

Undergo spiritual transformation 

Underneath Earth.

O I totally wanted.

Never wanted a name

Do

you 

like 

Gertrude

Stein?

Blueberry

Sign

Follower

I am the sign.

The blueberry made me a sign follower.

Will you follow the sign?

Stein

A fine toothed blueberry

Comb thru my blueberry

Make me fine

Gertrude Stein

Gertrude Stein Gertrude Stein

Gertrude Stein Gertrude Stein Gertrude Stein

I Found the F - Broadcast - - Spotify

I broadcast my feelings

Feeling fine

Stien

Staen

Rude Rude

Gerturd...

Chunk the fellow blueberry.

You were I,

follow the blueberry sign.

Make up poems and sentences.

I understand the frustrating

Alchemical Toad

Forget the blueberry.

Stein the Stein.

Become a water

Gertrude Stein

.

The Solemn Reality

 It is hard to describe accurately the solemn reality that makes me fill up like a hot hydrogen baloon in a second or two, my eye ducts want salt water and pinging rain sinus tickles, my fingertips get static electromagnetic air particles and waves,

doing a death, feeling safe and growing healthy like lemurs on islands one hundred thousand years ago, from today,

in a house on whatever ~'texas' has become

burning dead calories, restaurants, sticky stink hell in your minds

old schools, real life eating the soul marrow in hard cold new schools

waiting the pain.

Too smeared, illegible, puzzled in the foggy clouds behind blue and a billion stars, farther than light and prefrontal sight, inside of the idiom of night.

Now

Just simple, helpful, hopeful people,

a video film documentary short =

my Whole Life -

dearest God,

Why am i still free to forget and build some tired home within the dream of tomorrow?

The End

And

Cbs This Tuesday Morn - More than a Few Overblown, Overlooked, Blown Off

oh a perfect pile of some one's face

oh the perfect never of no One's grace.

the noon baked in the alabaster sun;

a white boy too-owned the bastard's gun.

Italy, France and United States -

wherever feeds stuffed sewer grates.

Black sails under Our electric moons

sweet Death burns golden girl saloons.

The End

Save-Love be known to you.

Bus Drivers Driving Buses

Pete Sampras getting coffee in Central Florida,

9:10 a.m. February 19th, 2,000 a.d.

Happiness as an inch worm on a dingy window of a governmental administrative building

You should watch the television show Rectify. 

Essex Farm, New York, the Kimballs

You're good.

You're good at this. 

 Steven's Quartet

Nancy's Art

Cantor de Santorini 

I want to take my fingers off 

I don't need my fingers 

Rok end Role

Be come a flaw

we feel blew b-low

a cairn frosts devil

incarnate shove facet

timber crotch fergit

too alpha to cry a

hollow die in free tree

space to become Time

of Want 100% Being

Fly Yellow Die Craft Farm.

Magic and Gathering

Little Soldier            w

Creature - Soldier

Vigilance

1/1

Little Wizard               u

Creature - Wizard

Shroud

1/1

Little Skeleton      b

Creature - Skelton

Menace

1/1

Little Goblin      r

Creature - Goblin

First Strike

1/1

Little Elf     g

Creature - Elf

Reach

1/1

Clemency for the Wizard King                 2 wu

Enchantment

When this enters the battlefield, for each player exile target creature they control until this leaves the battlefield.

Lea

Basic Land - Lea

t: Add w.

Ocean

Basic Land - Ocean

t: Add u.

Muck

Basic Land - Muck

t: Add b.

Tor

Basic Land - Tor

t: Add r.

Weald

Basic Land - Weald

t: Add g.

Surprise End     3bb

Instant

Exile target permanent.

Surprise! Goblins   3rr

Instant

Create 3 1/1 red Goblins with haste.

Surprise Life     3gg

Instant

Create a 3/3 green Elephant with haste and trample.

Surprise Love     3ww

Instant

Gain 5 life. You cannot lose life for the rest of the turn.

Surprise Smarts    3uu

Instant

Draw up to 3 cards then discard up to 3 cards.