oh sister

you tear me
why steer thee away and down hill?
you still have an upward pull but you yank the crank
line too taunt, you make greater the gauntlet!
I fear you've lost your light.  only pepper
no salt in sight.  our hearts chase after you
my heart beats out endurance
in marathons.
you'll snap the line with the will to be fine.
be clean! return! do not stall from this call
it is full blown and quite strong and away is wholly wrong
home is emptier with out you

Scholarships!

Scholarships are so incredible!  even more so for those that are ready to resign and transfer only to live on the sale of stock for an undetermined period of time.  YAY for hundreds of dollars worth of blessings!

lossing you

here I am
running to be where I am called.
this makes time short and dear me
lost little sister, why do you run that way?
one leg asleep?  view what creeps below your chairs
and the pictures of your chairs
the glue that develops into a sticky mess
I see I started so much with no end in sight
I'm sorry for fitting you in this suite suit
I've jilted you all to get my end point
all five fingers cause there are one to go the other way
I'm all in ad out of my own skin
I have nothing more to do in this
it is all in the lap hands for this older brother prince man
blessing me and bringing me into relationship.
slip tight young ones
I'm coming for your safety
and I am not accustomed to short sticking

28 days later

Just saw 28 days later...Well Impressed!

I am prepairing for a road trip...maybe my last for quite some time.  supplies I have so far:
6 glass bottles of Boylan black cherry soda
family size box of wheat thins
22  20 pouches of fruit snacks (so yummy I ate some)
fruit leather (home made and store bought)
dried cherries and blue berries (home made)
huge bag of beef jerky

I also made ice sleeves for the glass bottles to keep them ice cold on the way down. we'll see for the way back.

I'm also thinking of doing some filming or recording on the way
possible title
Anatamy of a Road Trip

again, we'll see...

Sarsaparilla

An empty bottle of Sarsaparilla sits on the table.  it is not the empty bottle of birch beer, for which I had hoped.  I am not upset. How could I be?  What a lovely weekend.  what a pleasent event, a wedding.  A tribal event with up late type people.

I am warm here.  as I was in the theatre.  Rhode Island was cold but nothing I could not handle.  Cloak and all. My extrovert side seems waxing.  My capitalization is draiing the creative prosses as is my consistent need to meta edit and olny when i cut bait and run with it do i see that we need both
if the revisitatio is unknowable then nothing can come of it.

the letter "n" is not operatig at optimal spects...as you can well see from the word operatig...oce agai

(maybe I'll avoid that letter all together & see how that...results...)
fail

I don't want an ending to some movies.  I want it to end at surgery, but then most people would dislike it.  I have unique set of athstetics.
(how is it I can get that word right?)

such a great Wedding...extending the party for days.  who else does that?  these sisters so much a part.  joined in.  The plan is so far beyond me
I follow

one step....or How to Translate

out of my mind. I must be
no likely end in sight just fog
how to translate foggary
(laughter) new title:  How to Translate Foggary
I run into walls wide eyed in the amusement that is ment to mask horror and fear
so lets do it again?
how many bottom lines can I get away with?
stay away with?  no lips to rip open.  Please let me stay silent in this
(as I'm out of it)
no matter the hand held cassio making fake trumpet sounds
strap down you're in for some ADveture
you're not alone
you're to new
you're to knew to be alone
that is the only evolution i which I can trust
all this thrust is not so hunt and peck
Though I walk in this way we all can see
i only try for these steps
my trips are my own and those of you that know me know me to be true blue in this apsect
How to Translate the Miss Spelled

new phone

Dropped my phone today.  And the reason I never wanted a flip phone to begin with is the moving parts! half the hinge broke off.

and no I will not be getting a new phone.

boo on the idea for flip phones.

as though

Its as though I have to much to blog about.  Saw Viva Voce for the last time.  Kevin Robinson sends me his best....how crazy is that!?!  I sent an important e-mail today.  I got an international phone call requesting that I use my status to endorse a fund raising campaign.  (sounds important yeah?) 
So many doors closing
despite the darkness of the hallway, the swish and click of the doors comfort me.  heart ache
I'd spend five minutes waiting for you to understand that you are in fact riveted.  I want to be better than this ad I want to take all of you with me.
but the wait limit on the luggage. 
almost eight I debate, but bed is most of what I need to make tomorrow work, oh work.
I need not bed, not as much as peace from prayer. sleep well
sleep well

in like...Urkel?

Quite a lovely day it has been.  Tomorrow is likely to be enjoyable also.  A quick visit to the popo for some paper work.

an opening line I have been working on:

 As tension builds an empire across my shoulders
my muscles the building blocks...

it need not be the opener.  I have also thought about putting together a pod cast.  I could use the mikey and record it with my iPod.  I just neep to set up a web site to host the recordings and release it through iTunes?  Likely for free with all the music I would want to include. But it is just as likely it would be all conversation.  We'll see.  these are just some thoughts mixed with the need to practice my typing and how get ready to post here and back off because "I have nothing to write right now."  blah blah blah.

did I mention how much I love going to the movies. something about hanging out, just being in a movie theater before the start.  So cool. exciting. I should go more.

simply

put, inspired
Steven Delopoulos and Strait Jacket.  bringing out a need to bring out other trips...

practice makes

So I keep at it, because practice makes.  just keep reading...you'll get it.

Love the open mic night feel.  Dis like the feel of a seeming need for graphic parts about um...graphic parts.

open mic night

It's been quite some time since I went to an open mic night, forgot how much I love them.   I read two pieces the first of which was shift the second was written at the venue and I'll be posting it soon.  So good to contribute to the on going human discource.  It has helped inspire me to work on "Pennies from Heaven?" the identity origin piece i've been crafting on and off for years now. I think I'll head back to the urban grind this thursday night!

my wish list

my iTunes wish list is currently empty.

Yay for the coinstar effect!

coin star

you can go to coin star and put in all your loose change and they will give you cash, but they charge a fee.  They got to make money some how right?  No hard feelings, but i think I can roll my own change. I don't feel like giving away my money.  But I just found out that they have a new option.  you can keep all your money as long as you get a gift certificate.  So I scraped all my loose change and went on down to the nearest machine and got me a wealth of iTunes!  and I'm down loading it at Starbucks right now.  Can I plug any one else?

pollution II

I spoke of sound pollution and I believe it is a serious issue.  people are not listening and it is only getting harder to hear from all the excess noise.  but this is not the only pollution that we inflict upon ourselves.  this next area I explore may sound rediculous to most of you.  It's called light pollution.

and it has warped our understanding of where it is from which we come.

But light is good, yes?  if we did not have light we could not see.  That much is true, but to much of a good thing has caused a cancer in our culture.  Street lights, 24 hour parking lot lights, big cities and stadiums.  While they light what is below them quite well for what it is we want to see,  it also pumps an invisible shield over us.  Invisible as in we can't see it and yet it also makes what is beyond the shield...dimmer.  or less interesting. or less important.  or over all less.  We miss it and people have spent there entire lives with no knowledge of what is going on over our heads.  Those of us that have spent time in an unpopulated or minimally populated place have looked up after the sun sets and something happens. We are effected in a way movies can't.  In a way theatre can't.  in a way nothing else can.  The lights we use as tools to finish our work we cant finish in day light, have taken away an experience with no substitute. we've tried fire works, candles, small light bulbs, led or otherwise and we failed with all of them.

once in a while, unplug your self for a day and
go far away and
look up

there is another socket to plug into up there

spizzlegum

A young Woman came through the door and I said "Welcome! Thanks for coming.  I love Lucy!"  (As many of you may guess, due to a previous story[My Love for Chocolate], her shirt said "I love Lucy")  She smiled.  "Do you love Lucy?" and she replied "I do!" Then the story got retellable because she then informed me that She was Lucy.  Not a crazzy person that thought she was comic genious, but her name was Lucy and it was her birthday.  I'm sure I blushed a little realizing I had just told her that I loved her.   I finished the transaction and told her to have a beautiful or spectacular birthday.  I don't remember which. 

Here I am at the coffee hut running my memory into the ground. I scrape the bear (cow) bottom to put more music in.  I find these pronouns to be missleading.  all these pretty buttons make the likely hood of home far more smile worthy.  I'm listening to your departure and it scars how diligent you are at wreking the structure to "be free"

What a start to a love story that would be... the accidental suave of fate.

cloging

hey Germany

you keep tuning in, about once a week.  Do you know any one named Shayna?

pollution I

  do you leave any room for silence?
do you walk outside?
I think those that do walk outside know the value of silence
We have all heard of polution yes?
have we all heard of sound polution?  It is not just around air ports, it's any where there is an airconditioner.  Any where there is an electric motor or a fan.  This means almost anywhere you find a group of humans.  Sound is so very important to me in music, but I have also found I need those times with as little sound as possible.   (When the fans are off in a walk in freezer is a lovely treat for me!)  I first opened this idea the morning of Janruary 5th (or 7th) 2004.  The power was out when I woke up that morning.  I got ready for work by candle light.  (I'm that kinda guy that kept a lighter and a candle above the door frame.  just in case.  It worked out for me that morning.)  When I went outside to get into my car I was struck by the difference.  Not just the no electric lights creepy sights and shadows, but the sound was so...open.  Yes, I still heard things, but every thing I heard was a result of the wind.  Glorious silence!  How I long for such times.  Give it a try, turn everything off.  walk into the woods, away from everything and listen for what voice might be calling your name.

I love you

I love you so much,




I'll tell you the truth.

set into

a small enclosed place
back to my back, I fear for your roots.
not those you don't feed but those you shouldn't.
seemingly pulsing with new food power
freshly pushing deep
boulder crushing time length. wedge like cranking.
crumbly end, it has in mind. 
can we find some common ground?
strife is all we have found for this last short time.
set into a small enclosed place for what crime?
spear end at chest and I'm pulled forward to present the truth I see
(and that which I read also)
held back by my hopes to make emptier this place
though I never wanted vacant for you.
Its shadow threatens.  so we weaken. 
some tests strengthen by burning the dross
this loss strains like bridge fault crack.
how this will stack up against times healing, we'll see.
but for me, back to my back,
I'm small place enclosed
and set into.

say you're sorry

"So then the kid says 'I don't want to play with you either, cause you're mean.' and I redirect with now say you're sorry."

" yeah but she was only speaking the truth."

Really? Really!?  you attempt to emotionaly blackmail me with pure garbage because I spoke truth and you're happy to train the next one with the same trend?  get ready for the drugs, but you may have to earn them the sucker punch way

you're acting with complete selfish motives.  "you hurt my paw there for you are evil."

I can go to two doctors, one has some knowledge of the condition the other is only a part time doc and knows much less because I refuse to talk about it under any circumstances.  which would you choose?
thats right, the second! why? the first asks to many questions, requires to much paper work, and know more about me than I'd like. seem silly?

I'm sorry for getting this bitter over your stupidity...

of paint shards and whistle buckets

you piant this day with hues of yellow anger
when piece was all to be said, its faternal twin all but dead. 
I spoke on faded vibrence and stepped away.  the tampered
rep scampered to stay.  that way little could be done,
 to the beach side!  they run to match this catch. 
the we part of us suffers the loss of your joy.
bring me some honey for this tea.  click stick brick fist to
why, when, where to journey to? I know, yes I know.
I'll head home ward! starward.  cowards fall left and write.
I might go to one place, find some space that is shared with many others
clown town
disco place
all the way to Kings grace.
swept away to fresh corners.  I want slim down, trim down.
stripped away, and so spartan.  scant
wings to way my slop away and bring me home

to stay.

hours in

only a few hundred hours in and I have draws to a next level

faith?  hopes?  so much uncertain
This september we'll have some weeping
not to compete with february
as the 17th tears at my heart.
and think about her low heart as I start to rebuild
and that from scratch
detatched from all time home.  I'll rome from uncle
to immigrant, to get out quick.  stick that the other way
grey to shift (past away)
thrift to lift trash water out of rubber made roller wheeled
mindless mess!  hands flying and lying because we talk with our hands
sands of time running from egypts door steps
cram that down my throat.  pushed down to nerve endings in tips.
so honesty ran shy on my account
I mount this battle to cull the cattle of the written worst.
come agree with me that this is factual
because the actual numbers are none to one
in max
the stacks of damage done in every one
but I'll gun to make made this end
send it out and wind away

SO

That was SO rude
where did I come from?
can we please talk?
what head is on your shoulders?
all questions and no answers?
well, no answers.
when did he when did he when did he?

giving up

you gave up

shocked, dismade
laid waste
made haste to make undoing
where are you going?
stunt growing, not the wild eye catching do it again type.
the no hype, pull back, tied down
gave me a frown

stink weed we'll run to push this through
I'll take it all away and make to bring it out
and make to bear it out
shout, will you?  SHOUT! will you?
the still you aims at stagnent and sickly.

can hot water melt you
unfelt through time added.
healing all wounds right?
reach some hieght
stretch, creak, drink it all out.
unturn and unworm this stone fest.

depth

we can't reach needed depth in the comercial break.
foot shot, now you want to run?
put down your gun!
You call about your intent to...what, drop off?
deporching weight landing at the door
with only a note to say "hey thanks, call me."
WHAT ABOUT THE DOOR!?!
she had to out the back way to round this stone
and you talk of short time? what about time taken from the long way trip?
dismade at this.  your feeling wrenching in the most calm
while clenching the wrench in your palm.
sit down and open up.   Talk as talk can.
emote sans fear, gear up to be wrong and right as
put THE fight in our sight.
sing joy into your feet so we can beat this heat.
I'll Obi what I can but I am onto the next one
so for the sake of this son, let's get this done.

somevent

Wilsk torbee sempkin beru.  
belc frempton jibly deskoo!

jantry gibbs pinct sifger mott
tot trip lynk stislil zott!

can you see this thing that grows from seed plants?
water to drop from hose leeks and strung from depth to hieght
all focus and food, brought to bear. 
This should scare you in that the size of the prize
at end point hits rock bottom to roof place.
no grace can make this
no creation more than the process
the start and rush down roller coaster speed
 hill side, down side, top side run!  What joy and planning, sketching out what will
still












.

1073?

I fast from food at least once a year...Yom Kippur.  Today I started another kind of fast, from facebook. not even 24 hours into it and already I have gotten a text asking what has happened to my facebook page.  I wonder...how long I can make this work?

OCTOBER 1ST!!!!!

Viva Voce is coming to town!  Now above is the cover of the first album.  The latest is called "The Future Will Destroy You" hopefully not until the 2nd of October though....

later than this

is a healthy sunrise time.  We will see music time
run down our ear.  drips and drops of strum time pianos.
slag run
bunk video
hippy hipster
its death time

construction zone #1

I'm going to add to these lines so for now this is a construction zone:

 you group & rip
with other vowels associated with said consonents. 
and my hands are tied
my hands are tied open wide? to what end?

phase one

phase one of exit strategies will commence
the suspence of one on one
face to face fiction rebutled with fact
try and bypass this trumped up silly handed
untied shoe!
tripping at every corner milking the clumbsy curb
"oops, I don't know"
So you don't see?  my ears hear more than here
they see your hand behind back, and write books on it.
Puffin beggin' to get that undercaridge mapped out and pressed to paper
tracks to tracks to trains running you down.
Un-gown your mindset, or you won't see this coming....

post this!

notes for future posts...
maybe compose one, try beying less spontanious
add pictures
talk about medical clowns more
learn how to post in Hebrew so you can practice writting in Hebrew
eat a better breakfast
cup cakes from the Boecks!

goal 2

Atainable in months of time is this
while other is a longer shot,
I replay and count the newly buffered seconds
slight whistle of background. the giggling finally went quiet.
wait for it...
when that other window closes and slope drops
start stop bringing tears
reaching through ducts and coaxing salty jewels
shatter splash erosion of root cause
scar type cover, functional memorial of pain
that seasoned rain warping facial muscles
a sence of birth.  give the moment its due
allow for tissue crew cleaning
no meaning more than white blood cells
putting fists to the air with readyness
defence stance in brick bought lines
"it precarious to mess with us"

Will post on silence

soon!

the ease

of sliding with water down new plastic, polished and slick.
which way and every way. spread thin but done so with ease

All  Ways open. no needs, no pull but downward.  beeding as a normal part
a pattern.  round about, some swirl.  filter up to start point and once again
the run down
with ease

whentowhento

adjaysent
unrelatible
jenny is always online and pollok wont stop yammering!
fastbooking for the untold and unknown
tiny bits are right
and when is it not for the books?  who edits those.
this time thing is undoing me I need run to
the filp over the flip under then the thing with the stuff.
i'm sorry, ive under said this. you need a med kit
I'm fit to be tied and tied away from her
and she'll surmount this trick



published for now

tuesday

i work in the morning
I spoke with T-rock for about an hour and a half
more clowning advicates
great hang time in class
don't know the girl
Misner is whereing a blue shirt
did i just type whereing?
yes, I spell quite poorly
why don't you tell me this later
I'll pick one that you wrote
hygiene rutien?
the character is static in time and there for does not age
is bologna kosher?
i like omletes for breakfast
more on that tonight
then again the next day
run to get a face fast time book
the end draws with niegh...

Chat show

My boss got me into Kevin Pollak's Chat Show.  I'm listening to the interview with The Swell Season.  They are talking bout inspiration.  I realize I sleep in muse poop. I wake at 9 and run to work. Table sitting pen in hand...I wall paint.  yet mid sleep and dream I run through clouds and stir that stone with hidden meaning. Then down sloping it I let go? why oh when did madcap flight crash before take off?  How is this car, through wall, still a hill top climber. Only upper level addmitence accepted as a blamible target.
Such sadness should rot deep with in, yet I'm all dried skin and then soft with in?  What structure keeps this fresh? What when is the right time? What question kills the inosence?

I need white space in a non racial type of way...I need the pause for all the colors to come.  I see such a sun rise cresting.  the slow paced growth offers insight unbounding.  steel this away. Deep I say deep with in a fold of safety. "that is not easy reading" he said and I'm right thinking "how do all these buttons work? what do they do to the screen and then to me?"

oop

missed a day.  I went to go see Captain America in 3D last night with a friend of mine from high school and her husband.  We had dinner at 5 seasons brewery...or somethig like that.  Then it was off to the movie.  It was quite enjoyable

Dr. Who

Finishing the last episode of the original series today..

Germany

How did someone in Germany find this blog?

review

I reread some of the stuff I've posted here.  Making a daily commitment will ashuredly alter not faulter
whe will I fill a make shift ting time. flake my most central heart, can you flake that? cake hat runing in my living room wall hit

end point
static crammig
work till when we wolf the pie chart.  yup thats time...post it roast it and
lomed it

365?

So one way to get better at writting is to read more and another is to write more.  Do I really want to try a 365?  It would help, but how much do I commit to writing each day?  what will the perameters for each days posting be?  maybe this will be part of the prosses...It will move me away from Facebook for sure...

What an adventure! We'll see what happens...

The Beard

I want to have one again...more on that to come...

Guy Abs the Pillow Ninja

Woah there Abs the Pillow Ninja!
Don't you see you're surounded with feathers?  Impressive swing resulting in numerous slits
yet no needle and thread can equal the speed of your damage.  Don't you see?
You're surounded in feathers!!  Pillow gore floating in the air, and you just stare?
Your not even memory foam, just a wooden block with no stock in what was
'cause its not your part
(where'd you start?)

epilogue to follow

with aprehention I say I'll run away to the hills.  what is right is what is right and this will fact check to the end of time.  I miss all those words that fell out of mind.  steep in water so hot for tea time enjoyment.  What time do we leave?  I'm for a straight go through. as the spin of the eretz beneath turns the tires, destinations draw closer. Simla similar to dress making. whisch leads to discussion of the addition princess: finally! relationship news resulting in joyousness.  long term stager bringing torn knees to an e-bay win.  the letters hemorrhage in my head and compacted emotion leaks out my eye socket.  Speaking of Sicci: such trustable planning with fantastic results!  lunch time talk of world changing only days away.  over written? unthinkable.  Speaking of that bread that is both dark and light...it swirls a bit.  Well, it gone all stale.


gaps there and seems to stay so, so these keys hit in a strumming tone. repeat on the Brickfist front as I love the ones who love the ones that love this music. Kickstart the third to over kill? please Eternal run my mouth off.  let all things said find pleasure in your sight and shot.  You shot the world how can this other be? that which is me is so not you. cut and paste baby cut paste till all I see is shiny scotch tape type shell.  brittle and brown from age, but bound buff in thickness.  I must address the talent


Oh Sam... look at this sun rise.   Listen to me whisper, Like anyone is going to hear me!  Such a full pallet of color. Remember the last time...well I uh...Camera! yes, lets get this camera set up.  Must prove to the kickstarter suporters We are doing them right with their money.  You know I never used to mind silence.  I could go hours with out a word.  Now...it's to late.  That has been my struggle I made a pledge not to bring any thing up.  But I went on thinking about your promise to him...Was he worthy of a woman like you?  I did not know, if I had known what could I say?  I gave you a list of issues and I tried to be nice and I tried to shed light but all a shed was...you. I'm sorry.  I'm so sorry.what could I have said?  Was that the issue? did you think I was to intent on being acknowledged as right?  I have no joy in beying right you know, but its to late.   It's to late.....

Lady Hart of Dollar theater fame, remember the Hershey's fight? well now the memory lives on even though it is too late...

Sky Fall

"two months till sky fall" and I pressed jean wrinkles behind my palms.
and the sky began to fall in its year long decent.  I went into hinding
with a camera at every corner.  newsfeed on full blast so I unplug the ear phones.
I'm caught mid fall by branch or bow, and now having caught some breath, bow or branch breaks.
Down falls the one out the corner as He is unwise in Perelandran eyes.
So weeks away from and end these few days set up the slope.  I hope we ride this out
(you know that news cuts deep at my feet)
in the line of why, I want fire
my path has pause points, but you root to rewind?  I find when I mention said tension
we result in suspension.  I'm tired of loosing all of you
(and I'm the one cutting strings?) take time with that. Stat inaccurate. Rate of speed seeds me wrinkle handed, but not with age. The stage set for reading my mind in one sense. Hence forth I'll stray from this form.
(Please let me stray from this form......)

hint hint

blank stare at a blank screen as the play list runs out.
the space bar blinks on and off
nostalgia for the future clouds today's choices


(can't click without connection)

with green check  swirling into the gray
I perplex on the yellow bouncing ball turned exclamation point

deer one

I can't sleep with you at this.
a mid week  matching with much of your intention
and all that in r a p i d arrangement.

this is not a case where you ask forgiveness over permission
there  always is forgiveness...
(stammer pot!)
 I forgive you,
I forgive your heart in this Oh high beam prisoner
and I aim to stand in the way
can I reflect or refract to save you of this?
I feel all I have is Him.  Where has He gone?
Do you know where?  This question cuts at you from me.
it cuts me to ask does it slice you or have you moved out of reach
as I feared for so many months?
To lead at Frank and Sally only to follow suit?  I thought I'd have things to say
I have only questions
how can this be?
how can you think this?
how can you?
can you see us? can you see me? what did you expect?
do those relate to you?
could you ever see me?
why?
I am crushed and hurt and I fear to even share these clouding effects.  other cheek turned to even open my mouth.  and I must as I love
my piece pending
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
 (I'd go pages more to have you hear my heart with ears to hear.)