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Friday, May 31, 2013
Für jemand und keine.
thanks Fred.
humour is writing a book and not the trivial afterword.
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humour is writing a book and not the trivial afterword.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
round city ride
it is not as it was. it is now stronger and a little bit cooler.
like your mum.
oh real mature. another stroke of genius at the hour of creativity.
peak performance this.
spitting out the emotional gold coin rush beyond this face laden machine.
whenever the emotional run up in turmoil, forever driving the face to snot, the fingers ring up in pain not knowing where torn.
crumple that sodden face in.
go on say the wrong thing, provoke me into a show of alpha malehood.
let me assert my existence you coward.
simmer down there chip, i have another fish to fry and, the pot is on the boil.
the kettle rather.
another cuppa on the way if you ahh be neeeding it.
say the word and the word will set your spirit free.
don't get all soft cock n my arse.
this ain't meant not meaning. the layabout monkey with those mighty fine powers of signification gets all wrapped in his headspin of concept and linkages.
like to find a nice piece of lead pipe to bend over that head.
still spitting out a dribble of oil at every rotation.
leave little rainbow marks where standing stile permitte.
have a go you lsimey schmuck, grease traps and slippery back end.
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like your mum.
oh real mature. another stroke of genius at the hour of creativity.
peak performance this.
spitting out the emotional gold coin rush beyond this face laden machine.
whenever the emotional run up in turmoil, forever driving the face to snot, the fingers ring up in pain not knowing where torn.
crumple that sodden face in.
go on say the wrong thing, provoke me into a show of alpha malehood.
let me assert my existence you coward.
simmer down there chip, i have another fish to fry and, the pot is on the boil.
the kettle rather.
another cuppa on the way if you ahh be neeeding it.
say the word and the word will set your spirit free.
don't get all soft cock n my arse.
this ain't meant not meaning. the layabout monkey with those mighty fine powers of signification gets all wrapped in his headspin of concept and linkages.
like to find a nice piece of lead pipe to bend over that head.
still spitting out a dribble of oil at every rotation.
leave little rainbow marks where standing stile permitte.
have a go you lsimey schmuck, grease traps and slippery back end.
Monday, May 27, 2013
predatory responses
no moment is returning from all are moving to, even memories assert themselves positively forwards, this is the forward shaping consciousness only to itself - eyes at the front of the head you lug head of a predator projecting yourself into imagination. the imagined kill. prescribing the ego onto the prey onto the world as the world describes the ego. the child screams at sudden inversions of time.
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Sunday, May 26, 2013
Saturday, May 25, 2013
you be something soon
lovers cannot count all the ways they die for each other.
i never get tired of getting put down.
i wont let them make up my mind.
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i never get tired of getting put down.
i wont let them make up my mind.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Quantify Redevelop Cognise
What to cook for Maddy to eat? It would be nice if she came down and gave me a bit of inspiration. The couscous is not exactly what she is after. Surely there is food around. What would you like? Hard to know what the other is feelin for. Communicate to me so that I may be able to cater. The pickin is tough. Just something other than the couscous or is the particularity more than that? How much effort, how big a meal, how quickly? Throw me a friggin bone.
Alright perhaps I am asking too much. The boat has flown the ppper reeks of mistrust. What task at hand? I am still hurting. The other turns up whenever the going is good and turns everything to shit. Here let me do that for you. Cakes is not sliced yet, another ended up on the floor wind blown. The movie grabs another still. Over indulge on what someone else wants you to see. Of a kind otherwise than the construction in the corner sex on a stick. Still down still direct.
Talks walk climbs and rides. Out to the multiversity. Live multiple. Mood is out of synch. Cat dropped by earlover. The cafe waitress, here there knows Shannon, is on the in-crowd. Crossover and like who is surprised around here? No one. Oh the rhetoric hurts the ears.
Please bring it down to a whisper. Mercy. This time pretty women can be seen everywhere but nowhere round me. Oddest place. Even in small confined spaces plucking up their courage. Never fails to amuse. Still within eyeshot. Get another hose and a full faced ruse blows up comes undone slips into second. That is a trick I picked up whilst in Vietnam. The seamstress there taught me everything she knew.
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Alright perhaps I am asking too much. The boat has flown the ppper reeks of mistrust. What task at hand? I am still hurting. The other turns up whenever the going is good and turns everything to shit. Here let me do that for you. Cakes is not sliced yet, another ended up on the floor wind blown. The movie grabs another still. Over indulge on what someone else wants you to see. Of a kind otherwise than the construction in the corner sex on a stick. Still down still direct.
Talks walk climbs and rides. Out to the multiversity. Live multiple. Mood is out of synch. Cat dropped by earlover. The cafe waitress, here there knows Shannon, is on the in-crowd. Crossover and like who is surprised around here? No one. Oh the rhetoric hurts the ears.
Please bring it down to a whisper. Mercy. This time pretty women can be seen everywhere but nowhere round me. Oddest place. Even in small confined spaces plucking up their courage. Never fails to amuse. Still within eyeshot. Get another hose and a full faced ruse blows up comes undone slips into second. That is a trick I picked up whilst in Vietnam. The seamstress there taught me everything she knew.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
participants
Maddy is waiting down at the Sci-tech library. This side of city road. No goings over then. Stick to the side saddling laneways and alter mymes.
The position of the fingers must remain liquid - no fixed address. Goes without saying, continues into the said. Trickling tickle time; if you don't like why do you smile so much, Sam?
These tight muscles have never given me any trouble bevore, but now the presentation seems to all wrong. Got me through that - large friendly facial gestures all round - awkward arm movement.
You instigated it, you end it.
Where does this motion begin?
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The position of the fingers must remain liquid - no fixed address. Goes without saying, continues into the said. Trickling tickle time; if you don't like why do you smile so much, Sam?
These tight muscles have never given me any trouble bevore, but now the presentation seems to all wrong. Got me through that - large friendly facial gestures all round - awkward arm movement.
You instigated it, you end it.
Where does this motion begin?
Monday, May 20, 2013
love is a cover
it could have been anyone. the neighbour on the other side. a door or two down. for fuck's sake it could have been your flatmate. needless to say she wrote him off with you on the couch but don't think for a moment that that is what they are not doing right now. why shouldn't they? put on the self puty. let the contempt fall where it may. apologize profusely and hate yourself in the morning. find a pill. fill the bath tub. tie a rope and cut yourself. drink stupid and act like nothing could ever be the matter. the situation is only difficult in your head. you are trying to make the best of it but in the end it is only some sort of retribution that you are paying. refer to yourself in the third person. don;t let go, cause that just might be good for your self esteem and you just want to be nothing at the moment. you think you will always fail and it is a good it not satisfactory backup to have a few names, a couple of significant others to call back on to put all the blame. placeholders. freeholders. freeloaders and couch surfers. i can see the convenience. i can see your desire. lay the groundwork now. loet him know, let him in. men can be desperate. pick at them. work at them. fuck them and they will always come back. just be careful they don't become too attached. milk them for what they are worth to your adantage. how can this disadvantage me. forget about love. love is a cover.
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Sunday, May 19, 2013
Saturday, May 18, 2013
don't wanna miss a thing
tuna chunks in vegetable oil. the tongs jammed into it, lidflipped attached. zou have not heard of maggotsfield.
twenty grand in a cushy sydney investment scheme wharehouse style collective bargaining powers. poor travelling shot borrowing money living like a rat in a foreign country. hard interesting never to be repeatred.
nice potato. chocolate. the good stuff. no other. dig in. dancing stripey panted curly haired dog related biped descriptive categories of language. check the boxes and demaracate from others left out. you are welcome.
heel at my feet i might drop something to the floor and you wont want to miss out. pay close attention cause something else is. absolutely nothing to with the dopamine release.
i do not get... wait which do you rarelz shange. ok i am going to test it out. this is a jig. solemn jig. uhuh. argh. ALL THE WAY HERE. newtown, almost enmore. then to darlington then all the way HERE. not my past tiome here .
do not come.
tomorrow morning. to get my shots. bad idea to bike ride intensely after injections. you are an inclination. guess who has a crush on me.
so awkward. obviously that rosy.
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twenty grand in a cushy sydney investment scheme wharehouse style collective bargaining powers. poor travelling shot borrowing money living like a rat in a foreign country. hard interesting never to be repeatred.
nice potato. chocolate. the good stuff. no other. dig in. dancing stripey panted curly haired dog related biped descriptive categories of language. check the boxes and demaracate from others left out. you are welcome.
heel at my feet i might drop something to the floor and you wont want to miss out. pay close attention cause something else is. absolutely nothing to with the dopamine release.
i do not get... wait which do you rarelz shange. ok i am going to test it out. this is a jig. solemn jig. uhuh. argh. ALL THE WAY HERE. newtown, almost enmore. then to darlington then all the way HERE. not my past tiome here .
do not come.
tomorrow morning. to get my shots. bad idea to bike ride intensely after injections. you are an inclination. guess who has a crush on me.
so awkward. obviously that rosy.
Friday, May 17, 2013
got to go
save on the internet, i am really hungry. i am going to eat someone;s beans, i think. i have not eaten anything. actually that would be really good. alright. by e bye. would you like some honey in your gin?
nope.
are we waiting for madsticks?
nope. we are going to read a letter, drink this gin and go.
alright.
so you don't want to be on the highway...the highway will be quickest. milson's point, north sydney, come to think of it you are better off putting the bike on a train. the northern suburbs are wily and twisty if you don't already know your way then lost already. up hill on the way there, down hill on the way back.
must check whether bicycles are allowed to board public transport buses. trains are not a problem, but some drivers get an upstart when a cute cycle boards and empty bus. the courseway fills, but people are objects too - two fat men and a dog. no livestock.
thank you for you aesthetic presence, at last assuming the position of listening, reading and responding.
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nope.
are we waiting for madsticks?
nope. we are going to read a letter, drink this gin and go.
alright.
so you don't want to be on the highway...the highway will be quickest. milson's point, north sydney, come to think of it you are better off putting the bike on a train. the northern suburbs are wily and twisty if you don't already know your way then lost already. up hill on the way there, down hill on the way back.
must check whether bicycles are allowed to board public transport buses. trains are not a problem, but some drivers get an upstart when a cute cycle boards and empty bus. the courseway fills, but people are objects too - two fat men and a dog. no livestock.
thank you for you aesthetic presence, at last assuming the position of listening, reading and responding.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
god delusion
building up a relation of concepts into a web and tieing the webs together into a narrative. the process is what we shall call a system, if and only if consciousness had anything to do with it.
of course he did.
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of course he did.
Monday, May 13, 2013
king street
high pitched squeals
reels of feedback
scream to someone else
have you got to have somebody
come over to this side
where nothing goes wrong cause nothing
is right.
whizz right by
fat arsed ford falcon, lights ablaze
hot pursuit
fifteen k's
right bang split up the middle
get out of the way
or else
"i wont go to wear i'm getting to
quicker than you"
such narrow notions
such narrow streets
arms outstretched this body tips itself
from one side of the world to the next.
kant weight.
smiley old man
sit and shave in luxury
sedan.
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reels of feedback
scream to someone else
have you got to have somebody
come over to this side
where nothing goes wrong cause nothing
is right.
whizz right by
fat arsed ford falcon, lights ablaze
hot pursuit
fifteen k's
right bang split up the middle
get out of the way
or else
"i wont go to wear i'm getting to
quicker than you"
such narrow notions
such narrow streets
arms outstretched this body tips itself
from one side of the world to the next.
kant weight.
smiley old man
sit and shave in luxury
sedan.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Saturday, May 11, 2013
i have an extreme dislike for emotionally charged situations
farewells are not as they once were and maddy ducks round the corner tears freely flowing. surprise has always brought the tears my surface. sure the feeling is welling up inside this biped but the damned bilateral preparation tools have numbed he outwardly inclined appearance. thank you for turning up - ride the bike to the terminal and out again.
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Friday, May 10, 2013
dear diary
fuck you diary.
tomorrow i will kill 5 people. then i will eat lunch. i like lunch im going to have a person sandwhich with mayonaisse. cousin betty is the boss. she calls the shots so dont try anything funny, dont try anything at all. cousin betty recorded a number one smash hit in the recording studio today. its called theme from cousin better the movie. it will melt the face off your children. and their childrens children. i am happy today, except when that bird looked at me funny and i got mad. i will eat a motherfucking pigeon sandwhich on saturday.
i visited my bitch slut mum today, kicked her in the vagina and spat in her general direction. im still mad at her from when she interupted my orgy with shane.
total bitch can you kill her please diary?
thanks
i love you
yours incoherently
cousin betty
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tomorrow i will kill 5 people. then i will eat lunch. i like lunch im going to have a person sandwhich with mayonaisse. cousin betty is the boss. she calls the shots so dont try anything funny, dont try anything at all. cousin betty recorded a number one smash hit in the recording studio today. its called theme from cousin better the movie. it will melt the face off your children. and their childrens children. i am happy today, except when that bird looked at me funny and i got mad. i will eat a motherfucking pigeon sandwhich on saturday.
i visited my bitch slut mum today, kicked her in the vagina and spat in her general direction. im still mad at her from when she interupted my orgy with shane.
total bitch can you kill her please diary?
thanks
i love you
yours incoherently
cousin betty
Thursday, May 09, 2013
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Tuesday, May 07, 2013
0610
one page to make six on sixth rain pours breaking the heart another sit through listen to the mystics in their small tombs expiring in silence yet another rambling shamble
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Monday, May 06, 2013
a
I am going to get high because i enjoy it. I will drink because it tastes good. if the desire arises the body aims to fulfil that desire and not to quash it. As the desire is immediately fulfilled repetitively, as a child does, when all ius new in the world these desires may be called simple. They are easily fulfilled not requiring stringency or accuracy. The body changes, everything changes. The unifying theme is not concept, dirty slippery bastard. Arrangement is shifting. But that there is an arrangement is theme.
Want. Consume. Death.
Let me show you what I want.
Fuck it. I am telling you.
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Want. Consume. Death.
Let me show you what I want.
Fuck it. I am telling you.
Sunday, May 05, 2013
Saturday, May 04, 2013
04/10
I want to leave this house now. The plan is to get breakfast. I don't know, but we have to leave now. The dropping bombs parallel tracks to the surface. Evading contact and - damnit - some tram by the wayside.
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Friday, May 03, 2013
little conversation no satisfaction
Have you ordered?
No. Up there?
Here! Now! Argh - !
Eggs florentine.
Spite face off?
This is for my friend.
Why don't I write it on your face?
No.
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No. Up there?
Here! Now! Argh - !
Eggs florentine.
Spite face off?
This is for my friend.
Why don't I write it on your face?
No.
Thursday, May 02, 2013
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
