Like August in the fall of 2009 I am sure of this growth
I'd make this important but not the same way.
Hands free I have found import rules the blood flow
aching as the pressure crunches
like a water melon cracking open the lack of seems of a tube sock
was it the smell of a bag of apples
making me home sick for the future
and seeds planted in this rainforest to be
I long to serve ... and that ala mode!
loving jabs of the last thief time
how deep this alter will be with my struggle
I crumble to be rebuilt
I long to bring shiny up from the shoes
And this is me striving the place awake
all my noise with a rippling wave length
my molecules sag in an over tiered slack
saving up the potential energy
oh look out for this...
we'll find some results by the turn of the 3rd
unknown
I would like to write with a greater effect on my audience and (more importantly) grow a beard.
Monday, October 22, 2012
Thursday, October 4, 2012
I have twenty minutes to lay this out:
I am flayed and open by my
Self aware to the degree that I can categorize
yet the function has flaws. I'm blinded with some static...
Some makes it sound two week. rephrase with power hungry gut feed
Does it swallow your day whole? has it ripped open the metallic safety valve?
...I'm blinded with static...
cling to what is true because the fight is write hear.
you have begun to loosen your grip on reality and this is your success!
resplendent, the glory in an earring not yet made but plotted in your mind.
You'll go far if you can just get going. You are not the one in the wheel chair, and you did not put her in it either!
my grip on you is only what a phone line can bring and you never pick up
unwind
please find what is in you that can get you to move with a measure of momentum
these become rants of a target and not so blurry as hoped for
target b better than myself
because I'm flayed out there and ripe for the taking
I've been shaking at the surprise weight lashed to my ankles. I have no allies with which to confer at this time because it is only a matter of time before I run out of checks to cash. I've become rash in my one time choice and when will these signs be made clear? I can't say what you might hear, but I am certain that it is known on a surface level that we need detox. What is unsaid is which way the answer lies. quarantine in population is not on my list but it is all I see. so how can we find this runner?
How can I find this runner? the one in me. I need to train for this long term chase. Even if the rabbit is mechanical, the warren is just outside the track
You are just starting out with your baking. so stick to the recipe. that much baking soda makes for nothing that can be eaten. stone washing is of help with some peoples jeans. but not mine
I need the distance to be weighted with tons
I love you kiddo
I am flayed and open by my
Self aware to the degree that I can categorize
yet the function has flaws. I'm blinded with some static...
Some makes it sound two week. rephrase with power hungry gut feed
Does it swallow your day whole? has it ripped open the metallic safety valve?
...I'm blinded with static...
cling to what is true because the fight is write hear.
you have begun to loosen your grip on reality and this is your success!
resplendent, the glory in an earring not yet made but plotted in your mind.
You'll go far if you can just get going. You are not the one in the wheel chair, and you did not put her in it either!
my grip on you is only what a phone line can bring and you never pick up
unwind
please find what is in you that can get you to move with a measure of momentum
these become rants of a target and not so blurry as hoped for
target b better than myself
because I'm flayed out there and ripe for the taking
I've been shaking at the surprise weight lashed to my ankles. I have no allies with which to confer at this time because it is only a matter of time before I run out of checks to cash. I've become rash in my one time choice and when will these signs be made clear? I can't say what you might hear, but I am certain that it is known on a surface level that we need detox. What is unsaid is which way the answer lies. quarantine in population is not on my list but it is all I see. so how can we find this runner?
How can I find this runner? the one in me. I need to train for this long term chase. Even if the rabbit is mechanical, the warren is just outside the track
You are just starting out with your baking. so stick to the recipe. that much baking soda makes for nothing that can be eaten. stone washing is of help with some peoples jeans. but not mine
I need the distance to be weighted with tons
I love you kiddo
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
E. & A. Sports (internal edition)
"I heard about some change?"
she asked with friendly windows all aflutter.
and I might as well wake up now
because this dry throat aches for honey.
a balm for the stretched heart
sticking points strain this acrobatic muscle
any which way making over thought weak in practice.
a short roller coaster and the smallest tweak
ripples out of control.
I know a tree of life grows with in
many wait on ground breaking of my hope deferred.
but I must trust
אבל אני חייב לשמוח
כי השתניתי ואני עוד לא מבין הכל. אני אדע
I'll be informed when the timing and target align
till then my sister
keep on prayin'
(keep on prayin')
Friday, September 28, 2012
post title
Well placed and deep rooted I turn
up
at every turn I see you have done much for me
I am nothing here with out the pipeline of fuel
let me turn up at every turn
oh this road has so many curves! Thank you that we can see
I pray my twenty twenty improves!
my fog hits higher registers and I'm left with a curious
residue
like trans music filtering into a window of
fingernail clippings
like a threatening attack
I am afraid of what will be said
and bullets are like cotton candy
action oriented, I'd hold on.
I know it now that I'd monkey up
and the jar trap would give pause
so why wait?
be free of it? or am I wrong about it all!
Grins and laughter make brittle those moments
where I would fear
such was my thought! this return was seen and
this makes for a track record of left arm pains
on a regular basis more grins and more brittle!
what fear can stand against that fire!?
my laughter offers a resounding "None!"
up
at every turn I see you have done much for me
I am nothing here with out the pipeline of fuel
let me turn up at every turn
oh this road has so many curves! Thank you that we can see
I pray my twenty twenty improves!
my fog hits higher registers and I'm left with a curious
residue
like trans music filtering into a window of
fingernail clippings
like a threatening attack
I am afraid of what will be said
and bullets are like cotton candy
action oriented, I'd hold on.
I know it now that I'd monkey up
and the jar trap would give pause
so why wait?
be free of it? or am I wrong about it all!
Grins and laughter make brittle those moments
where I would fear
such was my thought! this return was seen and
this makes for a track record of left arm pains
on a regular basis more grins and more brittle!
what fear can stand against that fire!?
my laughter offers a resounding "None!"
Monday, September 24, 2012
B'derkh
I retreat back into the place where I can take from the sounds and reform what words mean.
I have all this steam driven by banjos and. I. can't. keep. up.
because I was meant to be here so I'll stop running.
Why this picture hits my eye's mind?
I find no piece fitting this puzzle and I can't muzzle
the screaming valve. the left main ventricle with volume past
echo chamber piping a robust product.
"I want that you conduct with out theft"
that being the heft of my current request,
I find it best to bleed out in binary.
The simple story beying I have but one.
All emanates from this like sun light.
Do you know what kind of heat the sun can generate?
When I say this I mean to give an honor of greater value,
but we have not the earthly language to cope with such greatness.
I mean to say that I have one simple story
and I'm sorry, Îmi pare rău
but you must know, it is all of me.
You see as the sun gives us light and heat.
So does this tale of many gifts unearned.
I am burned to closer I get to tell it but I can't stop.
there is increase of the crop when I seek to say
Burn away the dross and seek to set camp near my moons source
a reflection is not nearly enough
the truth is real and so simple
its seeds grow with in and they consume the compost of my mistake
while i wake to the day break with in
My sin is eaten and I seek more seeds!
Tilling this garden...it takes over
I turn it all over!
Like a well worn silver dollar
I'm ready to be melted down for greater
I am rolling that way
b'derkh
I have all this steam driven by banjos and. I. can't. keep. up.
because I was meant to be here so I'll stop running.
Why this picture hits my eye's mind?
I find no piece fitting this puzzle and I can't muzzle
the screaming valve. the left main ventricle with volume past
echo chamber piping a robust product.
"I want that you conduct with out theft"
that being the heft of my current request,
I find it best to bleed out in binary.
The simple story beying I have but one.
All emanates from this like sun light.
Do you know what kind of heat the sun can generate?
When I say this I mean to give an honor of greater value,
but we have not the earthly language to cope with such greatness.
I mean to say that I have one simple story
and I'm sorry, Îmi pare rău
but you must know, it is all of me.
You see as the sun gives us light and heat.
So does this tale of many gifts unearned.
I am burned to closer I get to tell it but I can't stop.
there is increase of the crop when I seek to say
Burn away the dross and seek to set camp near my moons source
a reflection is not nearly enough
the truth is real and so simple
its seeds grow with in and they consume the compost of my mistake
while i wake to the day break with in
My sin is eaten and I seek more seeds!
Tilling this garden...it takes over
I turn it all over!
Like a well worn silver dollar
I'm ready to be melted down for greater
I am rolling that way
b'derkh
Friday, September 21, 2012
trickle of consciousness
far to long and grown inarticulate like a few of these with out a trimmer I am unsure of how it is you want me to coe over when ever but what that means is far more than what i give you and I need to go shopping for some olives but the round path brings me back to the p[lace that I am going to start teaching and at one point I will switch into the new and this will make one of the students lose the class. SOF SOF i breath after the bee sting I roamed the sheet of paper with the lies of pencil lead because of the eraser you see me sitting there with a stutter and reach out so what am I thinking that I see where the hill slope ends? I'm still dreaming. Finger swollen and how is this going to work with cars and vans and I need so much to have this week end but then its the next weak. I need this weak to end more than the day is long so what can we make with this needle and thread? Giving back and letting my swollen finger release the contract (signed and sent in the mail for that part time job.) so Abe and Martin mix between the loss of stream. I think I'll run into Andy Dufrane though this is SO far from his depth it still drags on in a waiting period of worthy. with the count going up of Oh whats that and moments from a change to go and get those last five minutes
the wrap up is I wound you and I am sorry but I have scissors for hands and I cant find the place where I can bring Albert back. Grown and time spawned a shell that allows for entrance but the ricochet with in is uncontrolable and destructive if I constrict. so swollen finger and tiered tongue I find the other kids poem far out scares my own.
times up
and I still can't spell uncontrollable...
the wrap up is I wound you and I am sorry but I have scissors for hands and I cant find the place where I can bring Albert back. Grown and time spawned a shell that allows for entrance but the ricochet with in is uncontrolable and destructive if I constrict. so swollen finger and tiered tongue I find the other kids poem far out scares my own.
times up
and I still can't spell uncontrollable...
Saturday, August 11, 2012
ManCub
I have a very good friend who is currently on a really big adventure. An inspirational adventure. He inspires me with the adventure, and his ability to blog and share it with others. I am on my own adventure right now. We left at about the same time and as I follow him through his I feel an extra connection. This week was a particularly encouraging post brought to us by the words from a retired school teacher
"and don't loose heart."
My week was rather difficult and I wrote this yesterday:
"and don't loose heart."
My week was rather difficult and I wrote this yesterday:
שבוע קשה. הלב שלי כל כך כבד. כי אני ממש רוצה לראות, לדבר, סתם להיות עם חברים שלי בארצות הברית. יש לי חברים פה אבל זה עוד לא אותו דבר. זה לוקח הרבא זמן להכיר אנשים יותר טוב. אני להאט, ממש להאט. אני דברתי עם חברה שלי בחיפה, בליר וקיבלתי אימאיל מאחות קטן. מורגשתי יותר טוב.
אבל אני יכול מסביר את זה בעברית. זה נשמחתי
(For those of you that don't know about google translate, give it a try.)
Thank you ManCub for your encouragement to press forward. While you conquer physical mountains I am conquering a new language but both are incredibly daunting tasks! Thank you Thank you Thank You!
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