"We'll raise our hands
Like they are children."
-from 'My Eve'
...
Adjusting ourselves to another is never easy. Inevitably, there's blending, but how to mix, minus overreaching ? A solid and substantial light emanating and resisting, returning and radiating; rebuilding at it's edge an edge that determines all future edge. Trillionic fingers unfolding, enfolding, collapsing and letting...learning and loose. Kaleidoscope meets kaleidoscope; self determination...
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Like they are children."
-from 'My Eve'
...
Adjusting ourselves to another is never easy. Inevitably, there's blending, but how to mix, minus overreaching ? A solid and substantial light emanating and resisting, returning and radiating; rebuilding at it's edge an edge that determines all future edge. Trillionic fingers unfolding, enfolding, collapsing and letting...learning and loose. Kaleidoscope meets kaleidoscope; self determination...
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july
The physics of a dove. Of
Lonliness now pourous. Of
Balance waited upon
By balance. Of umbrella
And tired right shoulder. Left
All the weeds in a pile.
Walked an entire mile
Upwards. (Ivory
Is ground into
Pigment. Honey
Looks like gold
To the starving soul
In poverty. Drawing
White on white
Dries light
In the
Sunlight. There is
No true
North. Water
Is...
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The physics of a dove. Of
Lonliness now pourous. Of
Balance waited upon
By balance. Of umbrella
And tired right shoulder. Left
All the weeds in a pile.
Walked an entire mile
Upwards. (Ivory
Is ground into
Pigment. Honey
Looks like gold
To the starving soul
In poverty. Drawing
White on white
Dries light
In the
Sunlight. There is
No true
North. Water
Is...
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dollbabyamy:
I hope you slept well, in a sleep full of wonderful dreams. 
I'd like to see some of your painting, sometime.
I'd like to see some of your painting, sometime.
from an unpublished poem:
"I used to be cop and warden
To a ton of flesh. Now
I have a belly. It's like
In the movies. An undetermined
Soul
Determined..."
Of course in the same poem it says:
"Tounging pussy. The flower
A mind makes
When not wanting
To grow new body..."
Emotional exfoliation.
A sigh is never just a sigh.
Later....
"I used to be cop and warden
To a ton of flesh. Now
I have a belly. It's like
In the movies. An undetermined
Soul
Determined..."
Of course in the same poem it says:
"Tounging pussy. The flower
A mind makes
When not wanting
To grow new body..."
Emotional exfoliation.
A sigh is never just a sigh.
Later....
Fasting
Quickly. What
Makes a
Saint
A
Saint? Willingly
Starving in moments
In
Between
Moments.
*
Peanut butter and jelly and glass of milk before bed.
Ram Dass speaks of a grinning little guru dude that he knew who, the whole time they were together, lived on nothing but coffee with tons of sugar and chain-smoked ciggies.
David Hawkins says that no matter what food...
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Quickly. What
Makes a
Saint
A
Saint? Willingly
Starving in moments
In
Between
Moments.
*
Peanut butter and jelly and glass of milk before bed.
Ram Dass speaks of a grinning little guru dude that he knew who, the whole time they were together, lived on nothing but coffee with tons of sugar and chain-smoked ciggies.
David Hawkins says that no matter what food...
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Looking at a reproduction of Julian Schnabels' "The Unexpected Death of Blinky Palermo in the Tropics."
It must be a sight to behold. Oil on deep blood-clot burgundy velvet, 10x14 feet.
Often, a viable and effective originality is to be found in the seamless collaging of influence. Schnabel excels at this. A red, white, blue and violet 3/4 profile of Palermo blends into a Picassoid...
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It must be a sight to behold. Oil on deep blood-clot burgundy velvet, 10x14 feet.
Often, a viable and effective originality is to be found in the seamless collaging of influence. Schnabel excels at this. A red, white, blue and violet 3/4 profile of Palermo blends into a Picassoid...
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First final coat on the livingroom wall. Supposed to be "'nilla" but ended up a rosy peach color. It's nice. Soothing and subtly arousing.
I love peaches. Fresh greenish slightly hard, burn your tounge into little blisters. I love the skin, delicate fuzz and taut touching. I love the really ripe ones...almost too sweet and juice on the chin...blood red flaky crescent where pulled from...
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I love peaches. Fresh greenish slightly hard, burn your tounge into little blisters. I love the skin, delicate fuzz and taut touching. I love the really ripe ones...almost too sweet and juice on the chin...blood red flaky crescent where pulled from...
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"You can expect me to be sincere
But not impartial."
-Goethe
But not impartial."
-Goethe
"Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old.
Self appointed judges judge
More than they have sold."
It been suggested that the subconscious mind is unable to register negatives. So, if one says something like "I can't do that!" Or "I don't like you!", the abstract registration and recognition system of the subconscious that informs future conscious behavior reads these statements as...
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Now I'm bored and old.
Self appointed judges judge
More than they have sold."
It been suggested that the subconscious mind is unable to register negatives. So, if one says something like "I can't do that!" Or "I don't like you!", the abstract registration and recognition system of the subconscious that informs future conscious behavior reads these statements as...
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The twins are not communicating very well:
One has a big green mohawk, a combative, apathetic sneer, and is skanking around the place kicking in walls and smashing windows.
The other is sitting on a mountain top in a long, white robe, long hair and beard entangling wind. Slow breathing slowly slower. Some chanting. Elusive still-point.
Unbeknownst to them both, a very large, frustrated bull...
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One has a big green mohawk, a combative, apathetic sneer, and is skanking around the place kicking in walls and smashing windows.
The other is sitting on a mountain top in a long, white robe, long hair and beard entangling wind. Slow breathing slowly slower. Some chanting. Elusive still-point.
Unbeknownst to them both, a very large, frustrated bull...
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"The match was struck and I was fired
The embers of a drowning man"
.
"Caught between no longer and not yet
On the threshhold of some brighter thing..."
.
"The mind's divisive
But the heart knows better..."
-David Sylvian
The embers of a drowning man"
.
"Caught between no longer and not yet
On the threshhold of some brighter thing..."
.
"The mind's divisive
But the heart knows better..."
-David Sylvian
"What does not change
Is the will to change."
-Charles Olson.
Is the will to change."
-Charles Olson.
What you think of me is none of my business.