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Thursday, July 31, 2014
make a burger out of it
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This is the fucking tofu salad mix
Greek cheese
chaque fois toujours avec plaisir
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
deleuze's dessert
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Hold all writers responsible for their
imaginations. Let the emotion flow over through and out the other
side, do not hold onto it, let it go. Have someone pick it up and
have a feel. Always keep water within reach. Mostly, that is all you
will need whilst freely moving through space. Develop a camels' back.
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
like your father
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We cannot change the world in an
instant; this realisation is a sad one for the individual, but the
slow change relative to the sun centre of the system keeps a
rampaging ego in check.
Monday, July 28, 2014
Percival Road, Stanmore
I feel upon my head the first drops of a downpour. I write to draw the flow and when I am exhausted, when I am exhumed, when I am washed out, when I let loose my hand a silver sun undersigns dry times ahead.
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I feel upon my head the first drops of a downpour. I write to draw the flow and when I am exhausted, when I am exhumed, when I am washed out, when I let loose my hand a silver sun undersigns dry times ahead.
February 2013
Friday, July 25, 2014
hoops
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Hoops to be jumped through. The ones I
hold up to myself, need a fucking rocket to get through those. Well
you know it takes time to build a rocket and that is exactly what I
do not have.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
ode to mackeller
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I love a sunburnt country a land that's
stuck in time, where legislators are corrupt, but everyone is doing
fine. Where the best are stripped of subsidy, and health belongs to
all, but if you can pay you get a little more. There is a queue
between mouth and hand and another at the shores of this fair land.
Je parle un peu 'strayan; crickey blue strike a light and streuth,
but it helps me none so I prefer to stay aloof.
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
cosmic man cosmic
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there is bound to be something hurtling
toward us. What sort of technology does one envision well? Not enough
to get us all off this planet. Survival rate not good. We all tell
each other that it will pass so the hysteria does not break out. We
are just trying to die calmly, alone, over here. Is that too much to
ask?
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Smashing Service
smashing service
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smashing service
smashing service
high pitched squeals
reels of feedback
scream to someone else
have you got to have somebody
then come over here
where a fat arsed ford
falcon goes wizzing by
lights ablaze in hot pursuit
fifteen kays
sheep's testicle oil
right bang up the middle
getoutathaway
gettouttathaway
gettouttahhway
hey mister
I been waiting so long
kant wait smily old man
sit and shave in luxury
sedan
Monday, July 21, 2014
acceptable living standards
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The story back in the chair. What has
the east taught me. It taught me to run north and south. There is a
lot of traversing to be done. Shoot out from the middle. The matrix
example is really sold as a vision but slippery as fuck when it comes
to the ideas and the story itself was just taken off the shelf. Don't
get me started on the phenomenology of existence. Recognition is a
good thing yeh I remember that from somewhere. Moving right along,
did we hear something different with it another perspective. Are we
all digging for the same thing or just on the same thing? I guess I
can see a binding energy through all matter in the universe. We have
scared ourselves off this planet or at least for the ball rolling.
Love of travel and fear of death; that is what is going to get us of
this rock. For to get through it all at some point or die in the
process thereof..,die in the process, on the way somewhere else,
destroyed within orbit. Life brings everything back to the centre and
it starts again with an explosion. There was a man at the door today
in a pinstripe suit, losing a little up top. He was looking for you.
He had a clipboard with your name on it.
Friday, July 18, 2014
Sidney Morgenbesser
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Pragmatism is all we have. Well it is
sophisticated if we develop the various modes in which it can
function to the foremost fullness. A gingerbread house in the forest,
well boys tap into that one. The witch is who today? Who is being
loaded into rocket zero zero zero zero? Who could do it first and
then who could do it better, who could do it more often came out on
top but who is going to be doing it the longest is the question on
everyone’s lips.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
she was born to watch porn
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What is your inflatable unicorn for
cats? What do you sing when you want to be here? Are you making any
sense at that speed? It can not be any good. Well you know what, I
will wake up tomorrow and then I will read it even if it is terrible.
Well give it back if you are not going to take it to bed and make
love to it. The seriousness of your intent makes me feel as if it is
already ueber dein horizont. I am not trying to judge nor make any
positive/negative statement, just helping to ease the situation, now
give the fucker back before I break your head. It is better in this
pocket under careful scrutiny. It could be the next sliced bread. No
idea what is on the next line. Just the coming out as it comes if I
had it in here as the now it would be down there as the then. Nothing
more than the live to action love to air love to screen this is
brought to you by Olympia, your godsend, your feeling for your
feeling to your feeling for. Whatever happened to the cat in the
middle of the street? It met with an untimely rubber disaster not in
the business of child diffusion. Breed or be extinguished. A fire
that does not burn is not a fire. We are pointing at an unlit wick,
the potential for fire, the potential for life, the universe would be
one hell of an ideal location. Very convenient at the very least. But
we cannot have life just getting by wherever it can like some
penniless hobo. Oh no. no sir, we cannot have it. The universe is
very crowded and despite popular belief very much fixed in its
quantity.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
psychoanalysis
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I am watching, listening, receiving,
and advertisement. Really right now I feel like I may not be buying
anything and this feeling is in itself satisfying. Explore that with
two and half thousand words and a drum machine, type in black light,
in a blue light, in no light at all. The fear of becoming repetitive,
of wanting to change, perhaps just a little early before andyone down
on the dance floor has got it. We do not want them to get it. Get it.
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
public transport
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A tram is no way to travel. I don't
read I fuck. How do you like my little installation? Es ist ganz
gemutlich oder? I would just throw it away, it is not a good one. Es
ist eigentlich eines gutes Bild. Naja ein bisschen wie der Type von
Casablanca. Now you know. Irgendwas ueber Phaenemonologie. Oh god the
French dude got the better frame. You do not get the blurring between
the how come and why so much in English, but the Roman days are well
and truly over.
Monday, July 14, 2014
Hugh it is you
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A question of open mindedness. A
question of sitting through a question of experimentation. A little
try a little taste. The shock has to be pushed through. There is
always the shock of the new and one can come to associate shock with
a negative state. I do not like surprises nor unaccounted for detail
fucking the rocket up., I would prefer if the ideal could be realised
immediately without all the messy in-between testing stages. From
imagination to realisation one easy leap. Je ne sais pas comment.
Well I struggle in my native tongue this tongue is not native to this
head. The thoughts feel themselves swallowed within the velvety
thickness of the foreign.
Friday, July 11, 2014
history
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I cannot really take that seriously.
Does it have to be heavy? If you do not understand then no one does.
There is a thinking consciousness at work here, putting the sign out
on the front door. Do not keep it up all night long. You will drive
the rats mad. They will come gnawing through the wall to bite your
power cable. You can react however you want to. What more do you want
on a cold escalator waiting room? No need to be too friendly. Are you
like this to everyone? No not at all. Just a little too intense
perhaps ignore it and it will go away eventually. Nothing but more
spam building up in the email deposit box. A stranger is a friend
unintroduced. I just got to get to know them. It takes nothing more
than the friendly gesture of communication. Going nowhere, perhaps I
am on the road again sometime soon.
Thursday, July 10, 2014
interruption
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It is an English conversation. A
conversation with h. it is a process of note taking, the other is
here to make one stop and explain what the fuck one is saying.
Wednesday, July 09, 2014
Neuköln
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What has east Germany taught me? East
Germany was a twenty five square metre room on the street level of a
turn of the century building situated on the corner of residential
kopfsteinpflaster. I learnt when to run or maybe I already knew but I
perfected it. I perfected the art of running in east Germany. Or
that's what it taught me.
Tuesday, July 08, 2014
conversation
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Are you telling me that you do not know
the arguments for and against? Well I guess I could give you what I
know but you must bear in mind that they do not drive my action
always in every case. I spend most of the time rationalising the
feeling, reconciling mind spirit soul body. Just these four words,
they are enough for my meagre lifetime. A fair reckoning to be done.
Set the project under-way. Look to be honest I have not got my self
there yet. Still sitting back with a beer and cheesy breath moving
through a history of radio belge. I just fork over money for the
objects I am too lazy to build. I have never seen a bridge that has
left the shore.
Monday, July 07, 2014
le subjonctif
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How do you learn to have patience? How
do you learn the English subjunctive? There is something really
appealing in raising a sexual partner as it correlates with an
apprenticeship. The master gives the apprentice respect; respect for
age and experience. And the apprentice gives the master hope; hope to
learn something.
Friday, July 04, 2014
OSRAM
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I keep myself busy so I can put things
off, like that pimple that will grow into a monster and then splat
over the mirror. A light bulb about to die is just buying us a little
time.
Thursday, July 03, 2014
footsteps overhead
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Come to terms with the living
conversation taking place, the taking place, the inhabitant living as
ghost, the fly on the wall, the sitting still, and the climbing the
ceiling. A sky for us all above our heads, another’s' floor.
Extrapolate that metaphor for half a second. The heavens as
floorboards, that overhead is now underfoot. Here is a safe
travelling bet, really appeals to the woman stuck in the passenger
seat on those long drive drying up in conversation. A romantic
distraction perhaps the man sitting beside her is somewhat like the
one she is reading about, perhaps the opposite and she hates the
character but enjoys hating because it makes her feel better to be
with the one she is with. There are many events and rocks on the path
that may teach us how to be happy with our lot.
Wednesday, July 02, 2014
smoke inhalation
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I feel like they just put us to sleep
last night, those dastardly candles raped us in our sleep, a deep
sooty sleep filled out noses. Since you are so much time in the
library I figured you would have something to tell me.
Tuesday, July 01, 2014
Miller & the Greek islands
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You eventually read Miller to discover
how he survived the daggers of the street and the stabbing cold. Get
yourself to a Greek island in winter. Someone will want to take you
in there. I have lived all over the world and I have left every
place.