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ein Hand wäscht die anderen
und beides wascht die Gesicht room change occupation light weight heavy on the toes whatever rhythms these new machines get to the act of growing getting together what exactly photocopying symbols
durchbruch
get what you can whenever what crops up little sleep crawls in
übergangsweise
LOST on another frequency of attuning into the world around one the subtle not so subtle the primordial soup of existence and interaction soft budding keys the instant backstep what was not meant to be there the running correction a lack of physical feedback the sine wave red appears under each and every error so the rest is good to go meaning level at least at the level of signifying an already known recogniseable generally word if not out on another polis dipping in and out of the not so generic just to catch a sound catch a fire light the fury release the fury bind the fury send it over the wall set it off excite the self and garner a little self interest no flood over invitations but another low key avenue of finding a whole in the wall the ones that are in touch and communicating under more subtle signs no want to go through the chaotic mischievous process of grilling and getting burnt under the heat whereabouts and what fors particularly attracting the ones already somewhat on top of it at this age and stage of the game one has to otherwise the sinking feeling takes hold and sooner than later water seeps into the lungs no hard you struggle you paddle eventually you sink you stone you sink you stone i thought i knew but now i know rose trees don't grow in new york is the room still free really am i not too late had you not put this up months ago the time period is so short i cannot believe that it would be available now what sort of searching are looking at here how quickly ought the response to come back to why is now the time to be looking at advertisements for places to live of course they know it is on the erdgeschloss it says so on the advert just have to see it for yourself could you live here the imagination begins to run wild wherever is here is where i am living so the in sitting is as important as all else whatever about me could not be sustained in this space the interaction with the other is always a constant source of suspicion in expectation all i want is a little surprise once in a while push those self held beliefs those closest to the chest off a cliff and watch the drown go get a bunch of new ones from the library just on short loan digest what one can and spit out anew result breathing down the neck a pool of vile vomit spectacular responses in the work if only i could reply like a understand in the same fashion that i can read and be delivered an image a signpost a message spit it back out in the same sounds rather than hitting the frustrated wall of signposting in translation the basic elements sinking in having the conversational back drops keeping a flow flowing relating the basic elements of showing understanding and reflecting the required responses under emotional conditions laughing where appropriate sending an anecdote back in the same vein compare and contrast no lasting effect or any deep analysis skimming the appearances of what having had happened in another world unseen remaining a mystery seeking clarification only after confusion request has no been made to unleash on the sentence structure the prepositions all the nitty gritty getting a little bit dirty testing oneself and not the listening to lower the generosity and increase self standard expectation get it right force fed the corrections into the routine of thinking and weed out the false correlations the links have done all the good they will up to this stage time to let go of a few training wheels to progress to another level of metaphoric use building on metaphor on metaphor unearthing understanding in the relationship between words and the signified in the world putting distance between the learnt and the pre existing framework of communication that has been standing there all this time as a scaffolding a support structure already moving under its own weight holding back the exploratory omissions of the imagination in the realm of the other's expression play catch up on der Wortsatz getting a feel for der Hauptsatz and der Nebensatz the prepositions are coming down to knowing der Artikel the more i read the more i remember getting a place for the word through a combination of position and case as held in der Artikel
working on the unpacking let go of the context of meaning giving here lies a construction of reference striving for an exactitude in stillness laying out the possible an ontology for creation the rules in which that which is not yet may come to be however it is never closing no matter how each rule case gender may be applied in its rigidity the process closes nothing off as finite merely outlining one mode for a possible infinity
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Schadenfreude
busting out of the back door trance surely keys work on both doors but never for me comes the cry just to not trying hard enough how much do you want it where lies the desire manifestation never forget how to let go and grow alone in a shady corner of the garden a slow moss rising damp whatever happens to the foundations round here waiting for the sign to fall in and start again a good fire to rip through the guts and get another plan off the ground what is a hundred years in the passing of european architecture the basis for any culture formally excluding nomadism the rejection of permanent structures where comes the constructive desire and in it to colonise other modes of internal signing upon the external world insisting on the first person perspective in cahoots with a third view from objective fact sure let's meet for chocolate now the room has begun to have creeping movements about it the ghosts of those mice left from the winter period just a biological move out of the cold into something a little warmer zones of comfort regions of exertion where is the greatest benefit fat reserves output is less than input a consumer machine holding onto whatever resources that can be earned spent up digested fed into the body what else comes close to the pampering resource spend on self the smells in the living room are getting out of control even with the window open cigarettes and rotting clothes building up a pungency of unpleasantness all about that kind of shit staying in your own room putting the mould build up outside where the infection is not as bad what ever happened to just eating the food you prepared or properly storing for later consumption how long does it take to devour pasta you could have made enough just for the evening in which you ate and then again some later for whatever ever nothing of the mind of conservation or offering around the waste of the individual the unthinking the ritualistic ego ploughing through on the tailcoats of excess not a wonder those without have begun a head hunt i feel the infuriation sitting within on this side of the delineation the well fed an opening via empathy of the possible position of disgust and anger welling up in those unfed upon lands that are pillaged or otherwise regaled to prop up listless piles of waste from a society that has given up on selection but breeds in absent mindedness
entscheiden
if i could just get my shit together some sort of organisational chaos am i not allowed a day off what is a day wasted what is it for a day not to be wasted what is a day and where lie the delineations how much sleep does one need and will the feet ever stop aching start standing upon the head and see how far you can walk then over stretched the bodily demeanour i am getting together a little alone time to get the thoughts together a reset switch sinking into a new routine stepping it up a notch everything just got a little more
so the body is getting sore signs of wear and tear pushing a little too hard listen before something breaks no need to switch down a gear just stop with the rip tear and bust allow a little more time between on transit in the physical endurance wipe that other shit from the mind yeh some things just have to wait until the rain stops nothing man can do there start building again in a dryer location nothing to throw in the towel yet
stay the course time will tell cliches run wild
übersprIngen
evening classes catch up sessions change of pace get the head into gear out of arse right over onto the next working cycle meant to passing exams throwing back the clearwater catchment what a phase of diversity how quickly the weather changes over here nothing of the drastic malevolence mixed with paradise nothing like it merely a settlement upon a generally lower quality all year round not to misunderstand spring or summer but they just don't seem as good without the shit having to go through nothing like an extreme thunderstorm or the heat to glaze over the abundance of greenery an always growing spectacular a wonder land a dream world why the hell are you doing here then just getting a bite of the otherwise than to make the cake taste all the sweeter whenever i get another slice handed back over to me whatever do i miss nothing of the sort experience is rich in its texture wherever i sit the outdoors is a getting through an adjustment period just offsetting the activities high wire act tight rope walk the line gold finds in the amongst the junk of a throw away society a culture of misinterpretation of value a doing up out of the ashes a new portrayal of what is no longer socially accepted was once looked upon as an invaluable tool a shining light of social wealth now an economic disaster whatever would you do that for and cease to contribute in any positive way to the overall structures of turnover unit production glittering new shining wealth of industrial exploitation limitations on efficiency are only within the imagination disabled thinking crossroad cultures a conflict in interest what ever are you doing this weekend where will you sleep a job search for another lifetime get this career up off the ground flying start only leads to a crash landing messing up the timetable saving the daylight hours for what a stunt in the drivers seat a running about muck the heat of the day a peak period a potential work ethic know not what needs to persist can i throw a date back an hour or perhaps just the half get out of class just that little bit earlier every week or rearrange whatever could the problem be i am letting out too much steam on the reworking of every idea sometimes i have just got to run with what works in the moment and let go of the potential ideal manifestation so much is falling short by the wayside peeling off i feel lighter
streng
get out of the way coming through enough of this waiting game i am going to give a go run the lone game nothing out here but fear itself if you don't like it destroy me careful what you say round here they have been known to fulfil such requests i have met my match in patience this one was going to sit through anything a last man standing removal unnecessary he was never going to engage a complete waste of communal space at least you could appear as though you may at some point do something but the talking does not work on someone who does not speak the language the slow turning of learning cogs in action two months i have written the poor sod off nothing there for me nothing here for him pulled the one card i had to turf him the having stayed here longer and on the side are the current leaseholders look at the end of the day this little caveat favours those who have an active involvement who do you want to live with i want a home not a room differing notions of comfort
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