schnee MASSIVE

drift factor coming out over the horizon open your mouth wide and close your eyes walk into an alley a graveyard churchyard cinciatti streetscape get rid of all that extra baggage some lift up advice from another climate how we survive and service on this part of the rock no linking arms no weedy industrial frontage car lined streets glistening under cold a white blanket no illusion of warm but covering none the less blown away with a breath a sneeze a cough shrinking away

plans out into the ether counting the ways what is said and how it is said the difference between what is understood and what is meant what is the expression again i am always forgetting starting from scratch no other like it i mean that is a horse racing term how could you have not immersed within that surely it was thrown about like a donkey's arse

i just fail to see how that is a problem i guess you begin to make it my problem but then it is mutated of course i can nip the grievance in the bud by solving your problem but then it might be the case that it is less effort on my behalf to merely solve the mutation upon which you have bestowed upon me a symptomatic solution for what appears to me as only a set of symptoms in proximity at no point is the other's happiness seeping in anywhere but on the intimate realm and if you do not show the reciprocity expected than pleasure is lacking losing the motivation to continue a discourse between bodies leading to disinterestedness and eventual neglect is this where we sign off

i am bursting cherries all over again
how sweet the sound  ¶ 11:52 pm 0 Comments

  möglich just getting around a new medium a new routine a time filling long lock interruption machine on the thought of being quicker ready to use at any moment but the time consuming device is in its ability to trace the lost thoughts the dreaded nothing but fact gathering hunt and destroy mission a correction against the mirror of the world represented in nothing but the graphic representation of digits excuse me is that in ternary or binary flickering reminders of the structure one is working within getting into all that other stuff i never real had the inclination to explore but considering the circumstances throw one old self to the wind embrace the illusion for a moment may as well be a lifetime induced into the cinemascope of operation here is the rub a form of operation within a framework of ideas measured to the extent one wants to participate what are the contexts in which information is gathered concept alteration permutation a turning becoming an opening

the screen is dead the mode over dictates the content already formed thought must be dictated upon the face otherwise lost to the light show an indistinct world of metaphorical representation thrown into the face this mirror is too clear the coming going interactive born without is fast disappearing here comes the shock what is it to be without

nothing linking arms like lastnight i cannot sleep how about you i wont think about it if you dont convenient crossover best method of keeping warm over a cold winter is to find something warm to hug let us say that you have what we call potential  ¶ 1:30 am 0 Comments

  me and my baby where to begin always sitting on the mind never let go having already launched oneself no other beginning left behind in a reckless man words pouring in through the ears out the fingers have that tongue open up a new sound chase around the errors the mistakes the fear of understanding and being understood what goes in one ear and what stays thrown around inside the head putting together a story a web of intrigue and meaning out there on the sonic level more than the la-fell more on than off twitching signs of perhaps one understands get that one half way back to the sleeping map prepared responses nothing quick enough to engage nothing quick enough to incite wherever could the possibility of interest lie except on the fringe of bothering about a snicker in the woods got to be ongoing discreet about what i think and feel the conduits for internal transfer are not as open as what one is accustomed to misunderstood in a whole new way making forever more new allowances throwaway the subtle turns speak down without being an arsehole about it just spit out the required information with any luck turn the exercise into tongue practice but the french style is lacking not as much effort with the bodies but still rife none the less not quite on the level as of yet a existential disregard for all that emotional building up support framework get out on the edge and live there it is too crowded on the soft spots of grass and covered arenas of emotional shelter create your own land build out into the ocean on the air in the wind a construction of the mind putting the heart to rest if only for a little while then beating again against the door in a time of its own but with a rhythm as old as the ear put away those blasted tapes and microphones stop still and listen so that you give yourself the chance to hear it step out of those all familiar linguistic sounds of caution and well trodden verse phraseology context driven shorthand versions of pointing toward something or another keep rolling

step into the same room and head a different way  ¶ 8:02 pm 0 Comments

  one oh ate retrospective chat drawing a line from here to there and back again nothing ever picks up from where it left off his name was writ in water this one in sand never again will i lend a hand a muscle too far stretched too far gone none of the previous understanding searched out and sprawled over the continent coming up for oxygen and finding only a photograph of you faded out of hue next time i will save myself  ¶ 11:05 am 0 Comments

  continue taking in all the new aspects of the emotional spectrum that unfurls living out the dream post dream nightmarescape that we all wrote about as children those stories our parents watch on television because they chose otherwise they chose life there was no other choice present it as the better option to make them feel better before they expire themselves into a memory and then nothing more later we will sell our decisions to ourselves as the more responsible decision not the best not the ideal but what had to happen because you were existing beyond yourself in and for something bigger than the human race for something that looks after us and does not need us to look after it in the same stroke bacteria look after us a not so inconsiderate existence coincidence an arrangement that works that had to be deletion incurs that paranoia optic only open the guidelines for editing and requisitioning on the material let not this misaligned additional features distract the machine from its task putting out there elsewhere another image of ... cut up already written in there-here become the energy contingent putting a hand to altering only the way of perceiving not the thing being perceived not that i am endorsing the existence of a thing but i cannot discredit the possibility of a thing so let us ensure that the operation works in all possible scenarios where the given is unknown-unknowable

little semblances of signs cross over and the tongue is turning to the phase in which english occupies its german counterpart another set of joint vocabulary a way of speaking left long ago to rot in the halls of libraries a text book affair not so much as though we have put a significance of type or soul on the label as we have with the so named classics latin and greek or to a limited extent the romantics clearly fulfilling a purpose in expression and acquisition of a species of content absorbed and amalgamated into the english pseudonym no such luck here this is a deeper impression of the internal reflection of an unquestioning certainty the deep ideals of language before i started paying any heed to what other words may have meant coming from another source not of my mouth  ¶ 11:01 pm 0 Comments

  i just want to let you know that i am still reading everything you write, and i am still feeling something.  ¶ 10:04 am 0 Comments

  autumn once the got going always on forgotten where the why and the dreams are laid down on the ground the getting used to not saying much at all getting out all those vowel sounds and tongue between the teeth in a singing fiasco any more work like this and i will be hitting the streets busking my way to heaven i am just going to want to bust out with a little communication sooner than later and it has got to be in another tongue to be understood round here this is what immersion is all about in the midst of it creating another life for self creating another self shutting down one mode of expression to build up another took twenty four years to get where i is and i'm trying to do half of that in six months the keys are already there the short gap stop links and bridges synaptical errors nothing about unlearning just stop the usage and make mental notes of everything no point taking a scrap book with you this is talking we are discussing here and nothing works with a referdex that slow this is off the cuff kind of behaviour ready steady reply get on with the work what is it rot or grun and where fuck is the umlaut on this keyboard that will be the next miracle of technological learning on this little train ride the shortcut syndrome an out of synch world i am learning about get enough similarity together and create a world to yourselves picking apart the little differences borrowing and stealing from whatever may creep in and out they once tried a wall for a border here but it did not work quite now they are pouring in from every which where some say there is a final solution but i have heard that rhetoric before it is depressing to hear people say why do i need to learn about history when i know right from wrong just going about getting my fix and then go on give me your opinion where in the world do you sit and how high are your judgements from which well do your values spring  ¶ 2:01 am 0 Comments