Wednesday, November 8, 2023
Pass
is a novel.
Juanita sits at the bus stop by CVS on , facing , South First. [ The real 1 On Menchaca and William Cannon ] On planet Earth, she is 5 foot 3" and 233 pounds. The time is November 2,023 a.d. She looks south for the bus. She is 14 or 41. Her mother is 39 or 93. Her name's Maria.
When does expositive explanation end and narrative description begin?
If you've wondered, the sky is grey, getting greyer. In Southern New Mexico, the average air temperature is 49.8 Fahrenheit. Juanita has cold lips and nose. She bravely sits and gazes in the direction of the expected bus.
The bus driver accelerates across the street then brakes for Juanita. His name's Ted. Or Teo. He welcomes her. The interior lights already shine brightly, because daylight saving time ended two days ago, and today is ending.
Juanita says hello, thank you. She wears a pinkish pastel sweatshirt and blue jeans. For 45 minutes, in ear buds she listens to top 40 songs on her way home, smiling out the window; black depths of urban scenes transgress into a mirror of her face.
She stops, 1333 Parker Lane. Walking to her front door, her hip hitches. She cries, smiling.
The wilderness twilight excites her and itself. She keys open her home.
She sighs loudly for four to 5 seconds, flops her shit down on the kitchen counter and begins to undress.
It's 17:47. She articulates a bathroom ritual. Her cellphone broadcasts a beauty guru's wise words and demonstrations.
Teo drives into his driveway at 19:23. His wife Consuela just finished making dinner.
His jaw, neck and shoulders relax.
Everything begins and burgeons.
2
Juanita incorporates restful intentionality.
She rolls over and snoozes until 9:09. Thinking of pancakes and maple syrup, she rises wistfully, trudges to the sink, washes and brushes, so sleepily, bravely.
The fucking damn Sun rises. The mountain mists. She correlates the coordinated morning tasks, every simple person.
Juanita shows up at the carpool meet-up at 9:54. All 5 other riders admire and esteem Juanita.
Wishing they could be her once,
One of the fuckers listens to of Montreal's Cherry Peel in old headphones.
3
It is NaFaDoYBIMSCoM, so I try to type 2,000 words a day.
John Green patently sits and clay boxes orange and pudge me.
Juanita is 2 or 3 feet from the edge. She relicits.
At 12:03, Terás tests her training skills with unbridled, intermediate uncontained activity. The facility's flashing lights flash, unwarrantedly. Terás tramples the delicate daisies. Already it's 16:46. Suns settle fractiously.
She leans back from the tortuous escape.
Back into the chaos she embarks. Tolls the 2nd shift the intercom.
Blood and cancer
Geminiah
uncapitalize.
4
Maria dies at age. The black and white orchids sit on her peninsula.
She was between 18 and 52 when she birthed Juanita. --
Juanita walks through to the bathroom. She holds her face in her hands and has to try to remember if there are other people out there now. Fluffy pink linen and a toilet seat cover smile at her.
She checks her makeup and dabs. Heading back out into the fray, she imagines fried chicken and warm biscuits.
The clouds pass; Juanita sees the sun.
Sundays at 6 she gets ready to go to get the community room at Southern Mutual Baptist ready.
On her birthday
Juanita wakes up tired.
On the Death Day
Everyone retires.
The real 1
On Menchaca and William Cannon
Monday, November 6, 2023
Chron-
Ology, make me your best friend.
An emo song,
Blowin thru your band's town.
A balcony,
Silent green and grey beard.
Facsimile
enhances actual output
Of human emotion
And if there are any sighns of suicide nor
intentional harm
Be sure and
Call this number and show this Address.
Confirm safety
And maintain contact.
! ! ! !
Location in Music
In the Litany of Divine Absence at 2 minutes and seconds,
I walk vigilantly through a shining kind forest
Curiously and now is the wilds of france 1499 a.d.
I may be a maiden of 17 with a white gown
Not sleeping, never tired.
In Bloom and .... Blooming
every animal who came to the mind
at this possible moment,
Never Bible, a skant ship
Wean Cloud.
At 3:37, the slain concrete, pavement condenses
Higher than high hopes.
Giant sigh, look king up
Glassblue tints
Break Away the corner office executive.
At the time of sky
This now
1:48 of the Sleeping Dream.
Lit Any
B to F (B2F)
Being alive substitutes
Being - on the way - Salutes.
Cannot is a compound Word,
Cause pertain opportune.
Derivatives complement surd,
Does it that I / he die soon.
Elegant forms have greeted us.
Energetically objects -
Free Time incompleted us.
Functional Special sub-sects.
I Am Completely Average
I played online backgammon. I wonder if I am a lot younger than the average player. Backgammon seems like an old man thing. But I bet most of the online players are under forty. Maybe I am completely average. Living in the middle of texas. Most americans are in california. Lonely men at night on the internet playing games alone..
Saturday, November 4, 2023
After a few minutes, santa ana by sun kil moon is one of my favorite songs ever.
I drew a picture inspired by it.
It just feels good.
I am going to eat biscuits in a few minutes.
I wrote this on paper; you can see the photograph:
"
Saturday november 4th 2,023 a.d.
02:4ortysomething
I am making frozen biscuits.
I am strange , in relation to People.
I must do these thing to be human to be myself.
How R U? I drank 2 much wine.
a few ago i put on a guided meditation on youtube. He is a british voice.
Sleep and lucid dreaming
How can we help ourselves? I do not know. I am lying in bed , semi colon , I am too crooked.
Why is Posture always seeming too difficult to me?
I put butter between the biscuits and the foil. They cook twenty five minutes.
I hope to God I sleep and feel better.
I began drinking about one p.m. My forehead hurts . . . .
"
Santa Ana is a city in california I believe
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Sunday, November 5, 2023
How Good Are You
How good are you?
Confession to ultimate.
Many rapid eyes scan your
back head. Redinblue pins of
beams Flutter millimeters
on mechanics and old
wood structural tool sur-
faces. Levee boastful Ex-
haltation of my mind
develops, defends, deepens, desires . . . .
Why is your person
Open on this earth
Even odder person
Young, honour, cure, Yuma?
Saturday, November 4, 2023
Fixed the Mercury
Fixed the mercury
fixed the Mercury
tablets effervescing
In cold liquid
In a crystal cylinda.
[Chemical Planet]
Fight Might Light
I extradite my plight.
In the middle of the night flight, we tried to argue on how right the fight might light.
Poem for Sanity
I draw the hottest bath and do not sleep in it.
All allow the view of Thanks
for the Dance by Leonard. I stay
Safe, thanks. I save the saying.
I know I can be too silent.
Books apply to my bris
By association incompletely.
I know it looks insecure but
Silently nectars
The coefficient, by now
You must know.
It makes more sense to try to follow the end.
Final Song: Listen to the Hummingbird
Friday, November 3, 2023
Ten-minute Film Idea
All these movies like Dark Horse
90 minutes
All you need is ten minutes.
This is a ten-minute film:
Gregory sit at a table in a restaurants.
Jose comes to take his order"
I'll have two pan cakes over easy
Dry sausage"
Jose writes and walks to the kitchen.
Amanda barges thru the door; the windows shutter and shine.
"
How many of you can tell me where the fine line dies inside your mind of Truest Lime and diameter tree?
"!
Gregory cuts his bacon.
Jose stands Facing into the kitchen and writes.
The wind blows some dead leaves around the parking lots.
I suppose a purpose.
It makes time.
Jose walks out of the back door with a cigarette between his fingers.
The sun beats like a little sheep.
Somebody was northwastern and she lived in mary land.
It was november fourth;
Blood pour through the pupil the same rite,
Arbitrary paper and pencil;
It is the park at dawn and noon the solitary people
Wasting in a functional used vehicle,
Tony soprano tim hydecker : i factor in tha use full information
:
Following the family and the screens die just in time
,
Just like the Dissolution ihop at IH Thirty5 and Seventy One....
The end.
Life
It's too confusing to reject.
Let's
Write something
Since I am so drink on yellow tail shiraz
Bloody peoplebixby bull I imagine
The snow drift is leaving my brainfolds
Quietly I suppose I am existing
Problems that coexist in the frames of triangles
Sweet sexy dragonder ravenage rile
Come on your die I don't know why you fuck me do wine nigh
It's a kindness that I find that out
why don't you know me more
?
Feeling is a sweat. What can I diamond and I feel like it. And I've widened a figure out why in a tin fine. That s*** I want to sow it it and I'm fine. What can I do?
it figures in life
social life
Simple mathemedical equation influx of fake urine's trying out the snow pine and stay a relaxed pilot pay to what
Sterilizing comment at deadline advising
deadline in town line and chocolate for lay eggs
I salute you and I can graduate you and I celebrate. And the sun is dry, hanging out for the plug. Zzle titled a little clipped up
Create a Hammond AA to it's a kick. I'm, I don't know who are you and I can't stop up for a second time purpose. You get it hurt so it feels like a guy. I'll bought your data, I couldn't pull it for what you eat. And a serious time, serious time, serious time, serious time.
Gearth
here goes now . 11-3-2,023 a.d.
I uncovered Land of the Loops. Holy Music
God Loves children. An all ages Showing
UP for human capital reprogression
Program your Menial Soul
Merchant Fact Action
Lis Ten In Ten tly.
I ampiguously implore you in everlastin
empires
Function As a Special Operative
I en trust y'all a opine
foos Pine foor FOOQ Me;
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