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Wednesday, May 31, 2017
eine Wille
I will not sit on the conveyor belt pushing buttons for the power-brokers and war-mongers.
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Tuesday, May 30, 2017
black mould on carrot
I cannot get out. I am trapped within myself. I see through the bullshit, but that just means it is all around. I wake finding it difficult to breathe.
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Monday, May 29, 2017
Friday, May 26, 2017
internal
There is a logic in language that knows no beginning although its primary place is between describer and described, but outside of description. Even when language turns on itself in self description its logic falls away.
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Thursday, May 25, 2017
asence
Niklas moves through the actions still under a mode of placating a mother no longer present.
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Wednesday, May 24, 2017
Berlin
Washing myself in the sun's rays, a tingling tickle on the skin is a not burning to the bone dance upon the face. On an autumn day I get around in a jumper or light jacket. There are those who are skimpily clad pouring through the night's breeze.
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Tuesday, May 23, 2017
story writing
I put my perversion on the street as part of the in-bred routine idea freight train road test. I regularly drop the listener in and out of an ever-changing thirty-five minute string of one liners with a fishing line thread invoking a semblance of a narrative.
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Monday, May 22, 2017
Friday, May 19, 2017
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Wednesday, May 17, 2017
just desserts
Dark chocolate soothes my soul. I drop into a cocoa vat and sign away a lifetime.
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Tuesday, May 16, 2017
improvement: a line neither straight nor curved
I am sweating out the fuck-up glands. Removal, perhaps, will cause death. Practice may reduce error, but the learning curve is a construction of perception and not a phenomenological experience.
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Monday, May 15, 2017
Gentrification
In a town of thirty-five thousand, thirty-four thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine are merely in search for a temporary distraction from their daily existence. One seeks out the bargain basement price on the collapsing GDR compounds where one has enough isolation from the slow release nitrogen capitalism to cultivate a mutation.
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Friday, May 12, 2017
maybe we should give up
Any call to action requires a strong force of fear around here. Non-conformity brings phenomenal hassle of active passive aggression. A bunch of do-nothings have plenty of time to make life hell. A social organisation under the banner "Conform to make life easy!".
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Thursday, May 11, 2017
capito
One gains insight when one recognises the relation between idea and object. Knowledge departs from this relation.
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Wednesday, May 10, 2017
the box
If I had to fetch the television from the other room then I wouldn't bother. The sheer convenience of flicking a switch is so effortless I cannot restrain myself. It is nothing at all like getting a thought together, or reversing the swell of consumption to turn desire into an over flowing response of production as an organism immersed within sensation. That requires an effort of focused consciousness.
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Tuesday, May 09, 2017
Satchwa
Josh sweeps into Bishop's with a glorified look of at-homeness. He is a citizen of the world ready to wipe out anyone in a ferocious display of self-independence. He accrues experience like postage marks in a whirlwind of action achieving at least a living pragmatism.
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Monday, May 08, 2017
Dasein
I must course through the main arteries before any detailed search can begin. Whatever I am looking for in the hand of the imagination ready for manifestation must concur with the materials within reach.
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Friday, May 05, 2017
Droning On
I trade a book for a good story, newspapers for a joke and an idea for an idea. I work with words, but I cast no dispersion in the street, not so long as meat is still a thing to eat.
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Thursday, May 04, 2017
Reading
How's your Davidson? How's your Chalmers? How's your Daley intake of literature? Have you panned any nuggets worthy of the intellectual tract?
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Wednesday, May 03, 2017
Dritte Akt
can i borrow your typewriter, i need to sign the birthday card.
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nah, alright, i'll find a pen.
what mood do you want to put me in?
Oh, i've put you in a mood?
I wish you'd put me in something else.
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nah, alright, i'll find a pen.
what mood do you want to put me in?
Oh, i've put you in a mood?
I wish you'd put me in something else.
Tuesday, May 02, 2017
Landforststurm
alienation baby i give up you've won put the fire out and turn the tv on.
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Monday, May 01, 2017
Zweite Akt
dancing to the chorus anything to the chorus back when we used to wait for it then the cake comes out whilst singing the traditional well wishing - happy birthday to you!
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