WHen she sleeps under herself
One day is not enough to sell
Trying not to cringe
How open, burst the hinges
Hope she don't sell herself
in your Heiress
Save a Monk
See Orange
Wednesday, February 3, 2021
Tuesday, February 2, 2021
Direct deposit to your love life's death
Giving up
Your name is not a consequence of hoping
Giving up .
Pizza pie is a French bread
You don't die because you're not dead
Flash time
Time is a flash
Never last
Never last
Never last
Time flash
Never last
Okay. I'm done already.
Sleep under the stars
You're not worth a jar, but you're okay.
Night left like a light. Sunday was nice.
Now it's Monday.
Monday, February 1, 2021
Perfect Everything
" my mantra lately , when i feel and know i'm okay , is ' perfect everything ' . i tell myself , cool water on my face , fresh towel , walking well and knowing how the nice day will most likely end and always begin again , to get better . . . "
-
My cold black dirty Crocs
feel good
no one asking how love-
ly the night time moon shines
my perfect pearly home remembered
how does memory change the present
how does now change memories
now changes now
my dirty brown and green and cool house and yard
sleeping white hot yellow dreams of everywhere
with the universal faces that everyone can recognise
and believe the truth of the youth and the old
my clean-ness
dissolve and solve our tired human
grey and open and meaning
How does the perfect everything help
Us and realise the
Time just enough to feel just like ourselves
. . . .
i've been listening to Flatsound . . . Scotland
yep
In our chilly-waze over the dogs
b f j k m p q x
Death Grips , " Black Lives Matter Movement "
Arcade Fire - Neighborhood 2
Don't wake now
Don't take me for a r i d e . . .
Don't change now
Don't take me for a rye-ide
Don't wait now
Don't take me for a ride .
big fun juxtapositions keep me pushing questing xenophilia
Saturday, January 30, 2021
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.
Thursday, January 28, 2021
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
Sunday, January 24, 2021
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
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
Tuesday, January 12, 2021
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
Monday, January 11, 2021
spoonerisms
Hotter Woes
Mole Stink
Bane Roots
Cone Fall
No Tail
Bony Turgor
Woo Knave
Fail by Mile
Lend Sand
Sunday, January 10, 2021
Saturday, January 9, 2021
Friday, January 8, 2021
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
Thursday, January 7, 2021
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
Wednesday, January 6, 2021
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.
Tuesday, January 5, 2021
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
Sunday, January 3, 2021
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
Friday, January 1, 2021
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
. . .
Thursday, December 31, 2020
Damp Chilly Breezy Brisk Dawn Walk
The insides of my pockets are getting cold, oh
Something fierce
something fiercer
Colliding with your finiteness
colliding with your infiniteness.
I was born to be on a road,
skipping gravel,
2 to 10 toes,
gripping travel
firmly on the Earth surface.
Don't stop, my mind, from racing out of the Cosmos.
Wednesday, December 30, 2020
Number Order Puzzle
thousand, quadrillion
billion
octillion, decillion
hundred, thousand, quadrillion, decillion
0, 1, 3, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 70, 80, 90, hundred, sextillion, septillion, decillion
4, 5, 14, 15, 40, 50
8, 18, 80
3, 8, 13, 18, 30, 80, hundred, thousand
5, 6, 8, 9, 13, 15, 16, 18, 19, 30, 50, 80, million, billion, trillion, quadrillion, quintillion, sextillion, septillion, octillion, nonillion, decillion
-
-
11, 12, million, billion, trillion, quadrillion, quintillion, sextillion, septillion, octillion, nonillion, decillion
million
7, 9, 10, 11, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, thousand, million, billion, trillion, quadrillion, quintillion, sextillion, septillion, octillion, nonillion, decillion
0, 1, 2, 4, 14, 40, thousand, million, billion, trillion, quadrillion, quintillion, sextillion, septillion, octillion, nonillion, decillion
septillion
quadrillion, quintillion
0, 3, 4, 30, 40, hundred, trillion, quadrillion
6, 7, 16, 17, 60, 70, thousand, sextillion, septillion
2, 3, 8, 10, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, thousand, quintillion, sextillion, septillion, octillion
4, 14, hundred, thousand, quadrillion, quintillion
5, 7, 11, 12
2, 12, 20
6, 16, 60, sextillion
20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90
0
Tuesday, December 29, 2020
Talk thru sunset
The blue interior eyes black core neck bites and feeling the colorist movement thru veins capillaries red noses light pulses cannot see windows and hidden people
my mom's washing dishes
i ate two hersey kisses
we are about to china beach season 2 episode 5, women in white
slick like carcinogen evening or oil on driveways [Downsizing tran] and porches, vietnamese across lawns and suburb roads without sidewalks, oaks taller than ten people
breathing too deeply to be outside and unaware of the air
No dog plays no throws
no going to buy fireworks a quarter mile away from wooden cask fire laden burdened people
questions to and fro
the china beach theme plays on the looping menu screen
" the mirror of my mind "
reflections of . .
time . . . .
look back
feel specks of light inside going foeveer . . . the end
Digestion Profit Rank
4 thousand
dry on your cheek
skillessly
brittania season 2 episode 7 lake of tears butterfly
moving vehicle violences to the psyche and soul of Land
, Lamb
Reflections of Eternity
Hi
Monday, December 28, 2020
Watching a bit of Krisha, she said she's moving to Austin, and I just saw her drink from a wine bottle in the bathroom
i love people who exist
it's very difficult to exist
life is so cool, even when I knew I never had one
i love them so much
o my god, they're so beautiful
i get tipsy , saint brendan's irish cream
i almost want to throw up, when i often eat too much
then move around and bend over
the sun almost goes down
and i need the internet
Krisha just dropped the Turkey
First Reformed was on earlier, bfore we wnt to Austin today
i got excited to see it
it comes on at 7, i set it to record
i just replied to Aaron
he texted a link to the Texas Woodwooking Festival, in April
i asked if he is going to go
I am happy
i think
Sleep Craft
I am still asleep
okay
i am still asleep
A band performs, it's Satan's Power
on live morning networks
song: Comfort and Joy
" Leave us,
corovorviurs.
Leave us,
cornonrviores.
Oh the sunny day will never come back today.
Oh you will never know how we hurt ourselves.
Satan begone, fill our shoes with stockings. "
Footage of Never
Skiing with Never
Directions from elsewhere:
Since I-70 is the most traveled route, travelers on other routes must be in it for the scenery. We’d advise you to follow your nav system a bit, and your heart more.
Poem Fail
Heart explodes and stops
Truncated Belch
Shared Love
jjj j
Smooth Chicken Breakfast
Littles pillow.
" i'm a lonely german
a lonely german from
Prague. "
gimme something to say
later in the days
Give them to you
https://open.spotify.com/track/7H0ya83CMmgFcOhw0UB6ow
Space Song - Beach House
Saturday, December 26, 2020
Search History
Me and the Hives and Benedict Wong stand in the Sam's Club gas station parking lot at Southpark Meadows looking at the Great Conjunction of 2020, and darkness falls.
Bobby Lee and Santo do a 3 way dick suck as the internet wires crackle harmlessly
Hypnotically
Loudly our screams cherish children and warmly our hearts overheat.
We melt likely homely candles forgotten
No one ever home anymore
No need to hope anymore
Drinking till blurrs became blurry
Memories forget themselves
All is a whirl
And it whirls
And is never still
And we are never us anymore
You and I are everything
So what is the same?
No needs
No nothing
At All.
" You Take You with You ...
You Are Always with You "
al Anon
Nar anon
" From the Bottom of My Happy Heart "
sleep with friends
eternal rest
don't try anymore
if i ever was
anyone
i was
They save us
i sing 'Em
it's okay
the end . . . .
Klaus is really good.
special
Rudy Jules
Julianna tito niece
bad friend
hugs you
says sorry
and i'm here to help
walks thru
faed to yellow
career hyphen harpoon
hello periphery
gremlin goblin gobble ream freak forget
hey, music terror begone creamate bushes goon being gone
Going home night toodle, muck neptune tree munch weeble velo drone velcro person
Venus quacks up the rest of the yolo dumb washers track the box crumb bacon crackers nubby dream tastes bad for loving human leaf hucksters
Mars leaves remember forever. No one makes up the young yellow Hell of property people.
Saturn prostate prostrate growing green blue fuzz on the rapist sheets of frozen steaks 50 feet maneuvering lost little feelings inside of greg no one, at home below and waking up towards dear time.
Earth daemons instill juice very gay and gray jump onto umbrella sex careening Jericho left the last prophet to Jerusalem sucking up the desert
pluto weiners dose the light
grains
popping
hype
to seem
flex heme
the Park at 4:30
You begin him and she goes
Put the 2nd on your schedule, or 2 days, and take them over there, a 15 year old person, 49 year old, pants, diapers, towels, cushions, gas, tires
open doors, 69 degree rooms, zero light, zero dark
3rd left
10 minutes,
leave again
bye,
hi, i'm still back here
ok, hello, nice
see ya. i see ya.
Wednesday, December 23, 2020
Going to Costco on Christmas Eve Eve
i've been watching bad friends. I watched the new ones the past few weeks, and a couple days ago i started at episode 1 and just finished 3.
they're pretty funny.
my mom bought 10 things
2 pair of eddie bauer lounge pants
i'm wearing the black
they're pretty nice
i drank half the bottle of malbec
it's pretty good
i'm listening to episode 4
bobby lee's dead dad, crying mother
photographs and hysterical laughing
we've had lots of snacks and candy
we saw doug, nat, bridge and ed before costco
it went pretty well
i ate tamales and chili and onion
and half a mini rum cake
my face is pretty fat
and the rest of me
that was yesterday. this morning in bed i asked myself what's today? maybe i asked what day is it? oh ya, it's christmas eve
i'm gonna watch the rest of gmm now
we've got some cooking to do today
i'm pretty okay
kinda obsessed with goodnightmoonasmr, just posted a doctor roleplay, she is kinda unbelievably beautiful
i saw the 3 episodes of Digital Water Reviews by candace carrizales, HUNANPENGUIN.
she's pretty , awesome
she requested suggestions for digital water to review
i wanted to find a video to suggest, i looked at the gungan city scene in star wars episode 1, but there's not much digital water.
i watched some shenmue 3 videos, i don't think i will suggest anything
it's easy christmass
i'll make eggnog in a bit
and drink the rest of the rum
sleep early
no one else
text friend
eat . . .
watch tv, movies, internet, youtube
go outside
type words
think sing
Tuesday, December 22, 2020
Alternate Mixer by Nap Eyes
it's not easy to understand what it is that makes me feel this way
it's hard to know why i think, feel or do anything
Saturday, December 19, 2020
Hello, this morning derails like a railroad going 40 miles per hour. I sat on every chair in my house for long enough to die and roll out. I ate 4.25 biscuits made of wheat, ground up, from the floor, where my toes dwell, like denizens of dirt and flesh. However we show off our machines, like trains, and our dreams, like blue tye dye pants hanging from big trees at noon or midnight, the Sleep-Wake cycle and the River of Human Doings will justify the dimension of our dissolution... into youth untolerated and freedom infallible.
In the past 7 days, I watched 36 hours of healthy-ish bums living through a wire down to the hopeful minute, on top of their merry Park-Like mini-mountains, whith rich amenity-drenched gated neighborhoods, of the Future, themes and dissents and dissertations and the Endings of Mediocre media-units, limit of 5 hours per segment, one viewing session, one Title.
I am the past and the Present an' thee most ergonomic.
Friday, December 18, 2020
Essential Rinser
The Elfhame Country Club of West Westhurstshire
- watched The Holiday for the fifth time, today ( on this day )
Transcendent Because I Belong
You tryin ' to cheer me up for a change ?
I believed in a solid wake -
fulness, a brown moon earned
on your upper arm,
where deltoid meets bicep;
You kiss your shoulders, Dearest.
No one donates 200 dollars
to No Hungry Kids on Facebook.com.
This energetic misexchange
of valuing merchandising
missed the first last chance
We had to re-regulate
distasteful calculations,
Miss in her prime,
missing the baby in the Church
Mass at midnight.
This was it for now, Lovelee,
No one knew you knew them too.
Actually I don't know.
" so how you doing " basically
Meadow State Divulsion
No, yeah, it was really great to have you here.
Open your eyes just so you can stay along
Wednesday, December 16, 2020
Favourite First Names
Abigail
Concepción
David
Jesus
John
Lily
Magdalena
Mary
Michele
Phil
Sam, short for Samantha
Sara
Sofia
Sojourner
Will
Sunday, December 13, 2020
You May Become Another Person
a fun board and video game
Cast of Characters
- Joanna Sojourn. Age: 22. HP: 6. MP: 8. Special item: Gate Key, with which one may pass through a gate to another place or time, becoming another person.
- Terra Bïte. Age: 122? HP: 10. MP: 7. Special item: Gate Machine, with which one may create or alter a gate.
- Brian Company. Age: 21. HP: 5. MP: 6. Special item: Too long scarf, with which one may hide or trip someone.
- Doctor Cabinet. Age 89. HP: 1. MP: 9. Special item: Mysterious Cabinet, which when opened reveals something which will be useful to the opener in an as-yet-unknown way, within 28 days.
- Richard Phase. Age 50. HP: 8. MP: 5. Special item: Magnet that attracts the closest object of whichever material the user chooses, range of 6 miles.
- Xu Xu Byul. Age: 32. HP: 7. MP: 7. Special item: Radio station, which can interfere or override other radio signals.
- Adoba T. Peach. Age: 60. HP: 9. MP: 6. Special item: Necklaces and bracelets with rare gems, which distract and persuade people.
Sydney, Australia. 1950 A. D., August 28th, 7 pm
"I heard there was a super conductor that doesn't need to be measured in thousands of decibels," Joanna says toward Brian. Brian looks across the water at the occasional nautical activity, not really listening. Neither is Joanna, to herself. She wears a white sun dress and a wide blue wicker hat, even though winter is deep. Brian's scarf hangs to the ground, a dirty 2 inches. A weak sour breeze passes, he sort of grimaces reaches for her hand, and she, unaware, jumps up and gestures broadly.
"I could do more than 10 men! If only they gave me the tools and the time I need... I'm certain I can figure out these damn problems. I'll finish Book 1 today, then get 2 from the Library -- Automatic Intercycle Rhythm Restoration is simple really, or it is for me, now..." She trails off and Brian looks uncomfortably confused. He stands, seeming surely unsure, and says softly, "Realité -"
What's that supposed to mean? Joanna sojourns.
- An expansion to Eldritch Horror. When in Sydney in that game, you may use an action to enter this game, YMBAP.
Saturday, December 12, 2020
Tom Waits Like
I'll stab your rainbow wings into the slaver's back.
I wish you were a raygun, so I could get my shingle snack.
Burn down the docks. Cure the seagulls' cancer.
Our valley of ravens shall beget the long lost saviour.
The bells of the abandoned church ring out our children's ashes.
Stranger than a Mysteru
Stranger than a mystery,
My self doubt is history.
I show up in Hollywood;
Every person says I'm good.
[ audio recording from 2015, spurred by Comedy Bang Bang the podcast ]
Open to it
Parallel Openness
Attitude French love dig
- a dig is an insult or a harsh critique
- to dig is to like a lot, to be really into like it's your thing
The Healing Room - comfort joy hope care love content hero bliss heaven forever realness reliability trust faith truth a s m r
boil sautee bake refrigerate
Shoes toilet shower sink towel underwear bed
House town river city forest plains game meat lettuce spinach beans eggs bones Library google fiber macbook best buy geek squad parking lots
Cars. Going to celebrate holidays driving around and looking at some family talking about the next week and last year and a year away, no one knows, but we will wear more clothes and not have to take it seriously and be careful to make a decision about how to get the best of our time and what we need to know, because it will help the whole process, - the solution of history, This Dissolving Cosmos, our eternal faces spread thin on the record of our intentions and earnest natural soul trajectories, towards meaning beyond life....
~ predictive
Friday, December 11, 2020
Pizza Deliverance
I'm delivering pizzas at 7:30.
-
It's 62 degrees, substantial cloud cover, a bluish grey, no dramatic sunrise, a steady brightening.
I get into my Hyundai sedan.
I live to the southwest of a city of one million. It's about an hour's drive on a good day.
I know about 55 of my neighbors by name.
Somewhere like Texas, California, Pennsylvania or a place one trillion light years away from Us.
[ We Have Amnesia Sometimes ]
-
I make them in my house. They are delicious and nutritious.
I wake at 3. I make a bowl of Quaker oatmeal and eat it with raisins and cream.
I do about 10 pizza recipes. 10 different toppings, besides cheese.
I got a big, red, insulated bag. Keeps the pizzas warm.
I got a big, red, insulated bag. Keeps the pizzas warm.
I got a big, red, insulated bag. Keeps the pizzas warm.
. . . . . . .
Thursday, December 10, 2020
Syllable Density
Straight-laced. 2/13
Ingenuity. 5/9
Anemone. 4/7
Oligopoly. 5/9
Academia. 5/8
Idiolalia. 7/9
Strength-trained
Wednesday, December 9, 2020
So for Toothbrush
We drove back home.
The billboards lit the forest at night.
The history teacher followed, and the light was out of light.
I was getting so frustrated with my self and my life
I stabbed my homework paper with a toothbrush like a knife
[ originally recorded as audio. from ~2007, revised ]
Christmas Drool
Unassuming and periwinkle and sleep shade
Whey in the Hurtfield
Here in the Wheatfield
I don't know what you say
a hundred years a hundred years
a hundred years
Tuesday, December 8, 2020
Saturday, December 5, 2020
The Tree Thyme and You
Three minutes later the tree thyme realised you harvested the light dark from the yellow leaves up in the halo basket. Ten little leaves in the palm of your hand, the light dark seeped into the pores of your face. 13 light-years a light-second, the tree thyme thought through the wanders to take you over the lip of your light opera, you bumping your vision of the wing mottle to the bugle, H notes re-rehearsing, from the bottom of your head. Twenty-two feathers belied you between the fifth spaces of the tines of the tree thyme, who said, " the scent oils leak in the oxygen over West Virginia. Tommy soup dreamed the year-long book, who said, ' Tim will now join you. ' "
The grean shoots blew brown. The blinks of the ever-vanishing realness of the tree thyme swayed on the film surface, away to grape held horizon black and white cat the thinnest hair touched end to end the lonely One and the You belonging to the you here and now with us.
The End
You think you might learn.
i imagine a Hair, in a close up you see it there, floating still.
this end touches a rocky coast, like california or scotland or something. it is like a magical electrical wire over an ocean. it is maybe thousands of miles long.
it is dark but no one sees it until a few inches away.
it is perfectly strait like it is another dimension here.
it reaches toward the infinite eternal reality of One who knows better.
Thursday, November 26, 2020
Veda MRI
As far as you're aware, do you have any allergic reactions to the MRI contrast agent? It's gadolinium-based.
. . . .
So it looks like your doctor has ordered an MRI contrast agent, which means about halfway through the test, I'll take you out of the MRI, and just do a quick injection of the gadolinium agent. That should improve the contrast and clarity of the second set of images.
Are you on dialysis?
So that's it for questions.
...
So, again, what I'm giving you is called gadolinium. It's gadolinium-based. It's an MRI contrast agent, and it's just an injection. Sometimes we do it as an IV, but today we're just going to do yours as an injection, and what it does is increases the contrast and clarity of the next set of images we're doing.
. . . being in a people printer . . .
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Printer Paper, Ink
It's 15:04, Friday, November 20th, 2,020. I am practicing my hand-
writing. That 'w' is too close to the left edge of the page.
I just heard about movehumanityforward.com.
I'm not really practising my handwriting. I wanna do something healthy
and good. It's 15:11. - Where you gonna go? Convention center?,
the park by the freeway bridge?, your mom's House?
I listened to watched most of Adrianne Lenker Tiny Desk Home
Concert: I am little shivers on my skin, mental electricity, salt
water on my eyeballs; sailing from Texas to Hawai'i on a coffin,
I plant it vertically on a beach, open to the ocean.
I'm drinking Kentucky Tavern. Mom and I are getting Popeye's tonight. It's 15:43.
I don't know what else. 15:51, I've been watching H3 After Dark.
¬¬ it's 16:33 - I am writing more, drinking Sean's Irish cream, - that
I poured into a Kirkland irish country cream bottle, from costco.
- Sorry. I don't know. We may take a walk in our hood in a few
minutes. My mom wants to washe the dishes because they're
bothering her. " Chrome isn't responding " I closed it.
My tablet background is a white moose/elk. I saw it on a
home page, swedish hunters shot one.
The natives call it, Ghost/Spirit moose/elk.
I shot 3 arrows today. Mom and i set up a cardboard box
to shoot at, about 4 feet tall, i missed the first 2 and not
the 3rd. For thanks giving day, 2 brothers, Pat + Kit, + Lorena
and Bridges. For fun. Why, Who, How. ? The screens and
Faces
Saturday, November 21, 2020
Pong Morning Sun
Breakfust came before us
We are snow life
Happen us now.
" I call it delicious spice " brawn poison water
GM Vaporwaves
How else
Blue morning
Make me read the sway of time blood before honest reduction gallivanting galaxies
Gals, non-bin Nidorans
I hope they interact harmoniously with each other
and unknowable energies
for the fabrics, funnily peacing
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
The Message of the Person , Omnipotently Actualising
Lez-Be-Franz
i listen to TEMPOREX
Open Letter kinda annoys me
the album Care is awesome
crazy he was only 16
my mom is leaving in about 30 minutes and will be back in about 6 or 7 hours
lunch with her bro and sis in austin and maintenance at the mazda dealership
living poor in a wild place with mostly mean people
- First Cow
elsewhere a lot of rape and murder
- The Nightingale
making tasty foods, making close good friends
getting better, feeling better
love a movie
love people
I am planning to do some dumb, selfish things after mom leaves
i wonder what i should do
i want to contact Eden East, seems like i should
i need money and to contribute to the health of humanity
i should call the i r s
i want to read more farm notes from essex farm and look at photos
kristin
god holy mother, noble causes, ingenious detective of the soul from Brooklyn and neighbors helping ourselves to the love and begging and foregiveness
that swallows our hope in the yellow bulging nude frog belly nocturnal nature human growth indoors holy hollow skin bone gracious grace humbling ink stained unconventionally un attractive, horses deer moose elk whiny engine motor home reset quiet alarm taste gravy black under european skies erasing killer tendencies typhoon unrest feelers beckon you open youth channels closest rights of green government diet and exercise purpose persons unconfounded and wholly all-one now and always in every possible mind to believe friends having giving thanks thank you and good night. I hope you sleep well. See ya tomorrow!
i want to go now to work on Essex Farm as long as I need to, to be a benefit and do the most good i can for the future of humans and Earth / Cosmos...
The End
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
T M O T P O A
To undo that which must be done
that is the mission of the Protector of Alsengeal
It's a wide valley. It's a stranger out of town.
It's a wide valley. It's a stranger out of town.
It's a wide valley. It's a stranger out of town.
It's a wide valley. It's a stranger out of town.
It's a wide valley. It's a stranger out of town.
It's a wide valley. It's a stranger out of town.
Living Goals
Live about 1 year in
New York City
L A / Cali
Midwest / Great Lakes / Minnesota / Wisconsin / Ohio / Chicago / Pennsylvania
Canada , maybe 2 years
Alaska
Hawai'i
Japan
China
India
Australia / New Zealand
Africa
Europe
Sweden
more than a year working on a farm
Total: about 15 years , maybe age 35 to 50
settle down wherever is best for me
The end
when i die
i hope i have done more good than not
the most good i could do , which is impossible to know , unless being one with eternity and some kind of omniscience is possible ,
i am certain that i could have done much better , ethically , spiritually , and still could be better
oh well
i'll figure something out
go somewhere
get somewhere
know people
Less Than Twenty Percent
to make good choices
to make life better for one thousand humans
for the last one thousand years.
Bizarres were Wonder Womans
portrait on the backs of the skies
create sinus reliefs
The Background Waves
Not Really
not thinking about this
These People
are not inter esting
white columns
Come back napping in ferno
by beach house
are you still your self
have you changed at all
are you not the one who you
used to be
leave a lone
what you said you could
price less pay
for the world we are
push it on
when the now now becomes the how
language meets
all our selves have come to stay
come to mean
by the being shore
unconditioning we ask
are we not the same
where and why are we
?
by
be you layer
later
Monday, November 16, 2020
Tu are like a party where everything is worth it
every one is okay
What if
i r L
meat space
the Wild
You have encounted
you are always , have been , will be
A U
and arrange
an arrangement
wut u
are trying to mean
tryin ' 2 b
bless
conjugal verbs
always resisting
a restrainable 2 u
begin by relearning
keep up
and slow up
and show up
you are here
congrats and welcome
goodbye to now
hello eternal
a waiting
the You
by being your self
the every one self
the end .
be a rumbling walk
cars and pebbles 80 miles of asphalt plus the other millions of miles and cubic tonnes of raw earth materials for production and destruction
i dont want to think about thw words i want
it is free flowing and dirty aand gross
do you want to go To Be over there on the neat sterile grass patch among the greys, smallish part of cities, dying trees, not the Correct amount of water
With me, to sit or talk, Barthel said ' than to be with You '
Thank for letting me to be
Thank for giving the option and clear choice and Optimum bestness of the words and living the Correctness of the human dying body, making me better by being To be with the other choosers walking and sitting around the life of plants water air sunlight
a hospitable place
gotta get thirst
and a craven gut
gotta use telescopes and microscopes. gotta keep detailed records of empirical data
gotta analyze critically
Man lies on the path, probably born wrong
a corporation factory
gotta dance like liquid light, leaning nowhere
i am going to eat two halves
of everything bagels
all correct,
talk to you later
love ya, bye
yes
What do you feel, trying not to feel?
Belinda , psychiatric cardiac examination explanation
Belinder. Proper english
And that's excellent?
Very relaxing
8 hour flight
Attending
Ting ting
And water on a bed
Cellular chemical exchange, osmosis, traveling thru cell walls, membranes
Water weight
Plastic glass on the edge of the desk by the bed
wet saturated sinking dripping
sticky or cold
noodles or beef
ice, clouds
The sink water smells good
Faucet water, tap water
Tastes good
Feels Good
google cool greenhouse bandcamp
How are you?
I don't know.
Who are you?
I don't know if I'm anyone.
What are you?
This.
Why are you?
I don't know if I have a choice... but Yes.
I might be because I have a choice.
A will. A self. Belonging to our mind. A grace. A gift. Thanks. You're welcome.
Good Bye
Yes
Sunday, November 15, 2020
Boggle direct to blogger.com
Sold
Lore
Gore
Gas
Sag
Solo
Boos
Lobs
Tans
Sand
Loses
East
Bolos
Ante
Roles
Toes
Best
Sea
Logs
Gel
Ah yes
word vomit
starter imagination
i walked on Cutting Horse yesterday eve and thought i want to make a book named Word Botching . i thought of a cover with a guy holding his hands like binoculars and a bird flying out of each eye , like song birds, robins or so.
i saw vultures on the light lamps on the old bridge into downtown and thought of my love of birds, for birds.
i like flying flighted birds. i like penguins more than ostriches
bird by byrd by anne lamott
starter pokemon , racoon , possum , i forgot the third , i saw a photo of the 3 together on facebook. rural america . American South
i also thought of a book by me called My Memories , Memoirs
my life by bill clinton
i thought of posting to facebook: memory is crazy , electrical chemical reactions in our brains / bodies , neurons or synaspes store info. Something triggers an impulse, images enter our mind, feelings in our bodies, sort of almost maybe What really happened and how. What we felt and thought, words emotions. I don't know. This is impossible to understand fully. Seems that we exist not only in the present moment
.com
our selves spread though all our imaginations and memories and
all the energy, space and time we influence and connect with
innovate itself
" Stacy Abrams " in a low pitch voice, like slow motion, starts a mostly intrumental song, mostly a short funky catchy simple lovely bass melody , long bending string notes, light drums
When I was queen of the island
if you are a name , then you just woke up
Tuesday, October 20, 2020
Tide Pools
Dawn Rose Mahoney, 12 years old, March 1982, is alone at the beach house on Long Island.
The beach is big, clouds everywhere, some mist, some ice. Her coats are big, the windows are big, the neighbors are not close, her parents are in Manhattan.
She eats some frozen meals, watches TV, her parents call, some animals outside try to survive.
Her father comes in around 7 p.m. He leaves between first light and sunrise. Dawn often wakes then . . . stands facing east. Weekends her mother holds her.
One day infinite, alone again, except an infinite matter slow waves of Nature, one stray mutt in Babylon, frozen squirrel by a green dumpster at a closed county beach park eleven miles away, the muscle of a pig in the fridge, mussels floating on the low tide, the fake light coming, only just Dawn breathes heavy waiting the purpose and reënact, dozing news anchor, dim winter rooms, water trickles, four thousand, Or, safe, to the dark sky, (full life) in the body - perfect warm soft changes.
She wakes up. Red segments read 6:47. Quietly the front door closes and locks. An owl hoots for the last time.
Dawn sits cross-legged on the pale cold sand, 20 feet from the weathered wood walkway stairs and from the high tide wake receding. The sun sets in 20 minutes. The long trip home waits for the wavering voices of her parents.
. . . .
The waxing gibbous illuminates the blue darkness. Wet winters become warm springs, across the northern oceans, the widest continents of massive land, endless global horizons continually curving. Dawn breathes in for 5 seconds and out for 7.
. . .
Her mind rests and rejuvenates. Her hair stands on end.
The End
PS [ many moons later , 9-11-21 ]
13, the deepest Summer,
at the mahogany table
a deepness like red.
Their riches, their heirs, like molecules transfered in the consuming of the sea food... [ slurf song ]
The monstrous galaxy
The latte in her auburn hairs.
I have never really wanted to hate and interrogate anyone as much as
people who litter on the Beach. [ anywhere]
. . . .
This is Our Earth Please
Fuck off with that shit.
Seagulls, morning birds, the monumental clouds cover the vain sun rising, ready for the storm.
- Saturdays, [11-10-21]
She lies on her back on tidy brown sand, little clumps, comfortable for her. She sleeps like a blanket.
The warming sunlight is coming in, coming in the East.
Trying harder . . .
Hermit crabs scale the deadly cliff of the wake pool beside her, skitter and fall and creep up, delicate technicolor fluorescent skeleton limbs. As deep as her neck plus her head, half-submarine, they all squint in shafts of yellow atmosphere. Elsewhere clocks keep to themselves, here the steady hums and hushes of more water than anything, but also with the Us ... will anyone know or care? - - Then seeing the readiness of Christmass, cold wind telling our skin, she is me now.
Softly rest the hairs, the honey, murmur the names, make safe the little life . . . .
Amen
Bye bye [-:
She tries to write story experiments about the consciousness of the pig muscles in the freezer and fridge. And the thoughts of the tiny things living in the tide pools.
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Monday, August 29, 2022
Hope Sand Dolor
This is the sequel prequel to Tide Pools. Hope is Dawn's mother, born January 3rd, 1939, a block from the sea in East New York.
On Hope's 44th bday, she looks through her daughter's desk, 14-year-old Dawn. On the first page of a black and white composition notebook begins a story about Dawn Sunday. She's touched by her daughter's imagination and empathy.
She tries too hard not to cry.
Starfish, Uncommon rarity, Dawn holds her right hand open face up. Hope holds her left hand, as if mother, as if friends. On the beach, perfect weather, warm clouds beckon the girls to be released, as gasses in the sky, in 2 to 5 minutes.
Infinite greys, bluster in the faces, safe alone together owning property generational comfort, affluenza deride debilitated, after a movie theater so many lost childhoods in one.
Action, to relieve humanitarian effort, Hope calls for them... and weak coffee water cooler slowly begins another weekend, hearting rental arrangements
Blowin implication set up to being convenient facts, engineered ecstasy, survives the societal obligation And She Finally breathes ....
Gregory at 6:42 PM ...
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Saturday, October 10, 2020
Walking Alone to the Beach with Enough Light
The power of mind
The mind of love
We give God what
They need from us
Too many people at the pool
Children's Spa
The tiny pool is that amazing
Equals one times values and sales
Triple shank the size of the deal
I don't fuck
10 years ago, my younger friend, in the middle in between minds, softer afternoon light, kinda quiet neighbor hood, short thick loose cotton clothes, smooth tight brown buttock skin.
Two lips down a side street to the end of the road. Closed eyes, wind through our ears.
See a really big Apple
You want to be a nasal Farmer.
Saturday, September 26, 2020
Suzanne, alternate
Suzanne rearranges your hands on the snow-white delivery
She bakes you enchiladas when her mother flies to Haiti
For hurricanes and earthquakes are bounding toward your Eskimo igloo
The night is tearing open as she slakes your wounded salty brain
Suzanne takes your down pillow and surprises your tango-fleeing relatives
She talks you down from deer-born misgiving, like a bowl of the Sun.
to be.
continue?
Wednesday, September 23, 2020
1 to 1
Still 1
Administration next of kin
Coco, brown orange black white of course nothing is absolute
What is changeless
Just 1
Which is a beautiful love ratio
We can go to the Circle C metro park disc golf course
We can cry like a lightning bug
We can lie about Austin. Del Valle. Garfield. Cedar Creek
Bastrop Smithville 71 Cedar Street
My friends' hair
Decks porches artificial light waning sun light thin slivers shivering bare arms
Dying tree leaves
Electricity
Indoors
A/C
Repair People
Technical College. Where and how would we be? What would we do without your careers cars trucks factories shops books and micro Science cosmos organizational Time Life Mind recognize Saint angel
Every Human Is a Cell Phone
Saturday, September 19, 2020
Free write 11:29 am Saturday - ACC irrigation
School is brains swell, big data sweeps
Our life scraps on organ toast for human
Health span. Svedka, green Tea. Natural
Bliss, sweet cream. Love your cells and tissues
Atoms, quarks, dark energy, consciousness.
Everyday feeling evil spells
Good Meat, Aaron's Mind Soul Eternity
a book for remembering, Re-solving
Puzzle mystery, problems, helpful hints
I'm a shade, a tree of autumn de-lights
Tropospheres, toggling, a hairy sky dangle
Wafts in the blue breeze, toe child sheds
A Pop, Sleep Eyes, Greenwhite voices
Bounce on suburb walls a brick falls, full
Of our bodies, hum a loud hope, Sincere Silence.
Thursday, September 17, 2020
a politician speech . . like a bad lip reading
If anyone is left, their fathers will be My friends. - No more old potatoes out in the static space. No brown haze. No grey white... I made monkey bread. My guns are stuck to the floor!
' Everything constant for a minute '
my love of God
C o u r r t n e y y , write it down in case you lose your teeth.
I forgot my husband wanted different strangers
Wednesday, September 16, 2020
places and years
Austin 2015
Los Angeles 1995
Queens 1975
Berlin 1955
D. C. 1935
Paris 1915
Florida 1515
London 1015
Athens 515 B. C.
Central Park 2222
Past, future,
Significance, connection,
Want, need,
Safety, comfort,
Now, Eternity
Time, Travel
Freedom, regret
Risk, acceptance
Will, power
Boat, bridge
Oceans, atmospheres
Surprise, delight
Play, tragicomedy
Practical profession, perfection
Grace glory love hope
Amen
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
A Real Sign
Ashley stole my kitchen.
Water makes water makes.
I love a solid gas, such as A field across a farm Road , Who I Give a Friend
All of us
I cry again , making Human Plans , a Foreseen Light toward the Inside of our Thought and
Living mind of living trinity
Words , embody Understanding , the panoply
- ' we must live as we wonder why and how to live '
Hydrate , Nourish , Cultivate , Advocate meaningful Helpful
Neighbor , niece nephew brother sister mother grandmother spouse Friends
Children
Awake to the Necessity
Aubrey Light the Neck Ties
. . . .
No example, no evidence
No motive, just an attempt of motion spirals out a feeling chain of nutrient rich
And the second half puts forward Reason to cling to, Learning from behind. On top of oneself and one's first hand environment,
One will stand up for the meaning-making mind
To understand the anything, which is here and now
Monday, September 14, 2020
I don't feel well
Pop cap in the wheel well
Cat sat on a window sill
Look at my face, 80 degree A/C
Less than 80 years, homo sapiens death
childhood adult bank money paycheck house car phone weekly morning , same person on Earth still
life sleep beach sun screen wind sand clouds moon horizon water . . . my mom brothers and me
ghost of god . . . , faint memory TV dim light switch online redirect, the last effect rooting feeding cause
of our next breath
Saturday, September 12, 2020
Wednesday, September 9, 2020
Epistemologically, eschatologically, I found the sound of the brown round Legal documents on fly paper.
We four lounge on the living room floor beside and against the sofas, late at night, after all, Alyssa singing her famous soung; we transport, close to sleep. Our acquaintance [ Devon ? ], standing, tells us he saw Lil' wayne in the guest bed room with the rapper Dynamite . . . " He's just so weird " . . . .
Wednesday, September 2, 2020
Monday, August 31, 2020
Nature Census
At Bastrop State Park, near the swimming pool, a pretty big grasshopper flew into my face, my left cheek, side of my nose. I waved my hand at it and made a little noise of surprise.
It was really nice. I'm happy that happened.
At the front door of the refectory, I almost stepped on a little brownish snake. It slithered to the entryway corner.
On Green Oaks Drive, I drove by a hawk on a fence to the right, about 15 feet away from the road. It turned to look at me as I passed.
At Morris Memorial Park, behind the graveyard, white, colorful ducks and petite painted turtles swam in the pond and sat on the shore.
The secluded well kept more wild and shaded area
light-soaked days
more light than heat
john green
a fifties futurist fairy-tale
Mid - Sentry , 20th of the Lord Jesus
I drove Mom and I thru Easton Park. Or myself. Or maybe also . . . just her
We were impressed.
Infinite Aloneness
Not an infinite amount of time being alone
Just at any point in time or beyond, an infinity of aloneness , or solitude ,
eternity of being alone
this is good though
this is how we exist
i know i am
you know you are
we are alone
the soul of one person
the souls of all other people
together
by God
Tuesday, August 25, 2020
Monday, August 24, 2020
a walk thru a Roy G. Guerrero baseball complex and Byound
Shave me . . . shave me
Days, open the door
Days, always more of them
Shave me . . . shave me
Days, what are they for ?
Days, always more of me .
it's too bad. i heard about you.
I'm pretending to die.
I am always a Really Good Guy.
I am familial with my friends
i am familiar with the essences and hopes of Friendships
i exist thanks to the Essential Friends
why do They
become Their friends
all Our Own Friends
okay
that friend
be a friend
we are the best . . .
- GW
Sunday, August 23, 2020
Doing Anything
I am a sensitive bodily Christian Jew
I do not care about any life beyound mine
My life is taking over, dominating the Universe
I have infinite Love and an infinite curse
for the insensitive anuses sucking the life from my eternal soul
I finish the work of history
[ for the benefits of a great wonderful grand mother ~ ]
solve the mystery of Divine Humanity
swallow every sun
then fall asleep and never wake up . . . .
I am happy to be dreaming of the End of Everything
I wish I were There with Them, Doing Anything
A Mature Elephant Dolphin
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