take the scroll into the other room and lay down with easier to read reclined light is always an issue ought to be reading in daylight such precious lumens at this latitude frought with busy fingers between blades of grass
sit here with the fingers on the keys and the words between the eyes nothing coming in nothing going out electric flowing the meter is ticking over all those profits never my money printing it into the waste paper basket repression the mint is under investigation for fraud and laundry dorty dirty dirty girty finding nothing there just turning out pockets for publicity marketing purposes blowing a nose in the park no one is going down for this crime
sit in the room pull the numbers when we need them but they are powerless here no room for reason just gut feeling and greed that is not enough if we get this put then we might make so much but i dont know where the price point is the other guys get the chemicals for a lower bulk price than we do ask around everyone knows it hunting across the atlantic for more packaging work all the suppliers say dont bother putting in such large orders they will simply be cancelled we simply just cannot get enough so we have to start producing third year of losses even the tax accountant is telling me that the company needs to start to make a profit
there is a correlation between the process steps and the feedback control loops but they are not one and the same thing keep the stickers on for now because it helps us to identify which loop we are looking at when a process light comes on and we can in turn physically identify the activated mechanical parts during a step then tie them back to switches sensors solenoids potentiometers fine tuning adjustments simply to get the material to stop and start position poll place
sucked into picking out the gem and restoring it for what where are you going with no time and no money all these other projects are projecting into the void with nothing coming out of them just another distraction at the door need to be looking at bird cages else we are all gone with the wind
feeling a lot better after a long chat with myself knowing all along the answers still trying to formulate the questions unbourne conversations in my head but i am not losing any sleep over them hamlet is still bedside between andromaque and steffi cool dry sunny days with a shovel in the hand i climb the hill to dig up wild prunus serotina
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mellowed right out only took ten years of flying off the handle kicking loose in the wind. getting down to doing requires a steady hand and a sure pace. i have a practice to show for that decade. a developed practice ready for use. here come the productive years.
generally senses are switches opening and closing deals fast slow thick thin full empty tight loose presence absence flatten a yes no one zero with a curve variable angle gates to control flow mass from completely closed to completely opened multiple points inbetween the number thereof defined by required use so a potentiometer is the encoder tracing the position of the shaft we need feedback from a sensor to make sure that the paper is in position and then that needs to go into the closed control loop which triggers the solenoids one solenoid for each shaft one shaft for each position to be repeated until an absence of material
the feet and ankles are always the first to feel. if you are over twenty nine then something is going to hurt eventually. that is simply the age of pain. one can live with a lot of pain. a few usually throw in the towel early. often unavoidable. a hawk swoops down and off comes the chicken head.
we are not friends because we want to continue to work together. a friendship would simply afford us the time to find reasons not to work together. chew the fat over work related matters in the coffee break around the water cooler. professional detachment is comfortable ground to walk over together. we can achieve something together and fail together without pride nor shame handing it up to the good of the company. team building excise, skills training and christmas party need only fund. leave emotion at the door.
there is a photo of you sitting on a bank outside an NKD. you are looking off to the right with a smile whilst holding the sunnies in your left hand. must be a train coming to take you from this place. the day has been fine but the time has come to make tracks.
the beast is upon the rise. there is something wrong. it will come back down to hunt. it would be best to set a trap here below and wait.
we go up there and slay the beast.
you treat me as well as can be expected.
is that what you expect?
marge checks herself down there maki sure everything is in its right place and movement is fluid. brings her head back to rest against the pillow and swallows deeply as she lowers her lids. Biting her upper lip she opens her eyes wide and then lets loose her lip and forms an O which becomes a smile. her gaze turns inward as if thinking on yesterday and she closes her eyes and she concentrates on the feeling. turning her head to the side she lets out a deep breath followed by short sharp panting. her knuckles are white as she grips the sides of the massage and she holds her breath. now her whole body relaxes as she lets go of her breath. marge is a million miles away.
i think we all take the piss to a certain extent to as far as we can get away with it as much as we can reconcile it with ourselves however we all get the job done for some it is more clear than others nevertheless a job not done is an eyesore but calling it out is a job for the boss
just pushing out five more for the time being as it is the conductor's hand must come down eventually and finally never to raise again the beat goes on
learn about the milkshake and narcissism some douche drowning within their reflection without doing anything so useful as putting a life back together phone repair is social heart surgery her arms reach out to me her eyes look at me so tenderly it is all there is red blue green dots upon a screen how much time did it spend underwater like pulled it out as quick as i can
having fun at anothers expense this is the european way
hang onto your ego hang on and dont let go no more inflation pleases we are all just so very conceited yes i suppose so do you know what the word means no well then you truly are conceited well i guess so here we go again and again the same old ground the patterns are emerging just a beauty in the madness we are each living i am quite certain that they will say i was sad
i already see the cyborg in front of my all too fleshy eyes the shortsighted selfish gits have always been out maneuvered by the long con played inside the walls of the altruistic gene the noose bolted into the ceiling hanging over a pool of water upon the kitchen floor and the typewritten suicide note on baking paper sitting on the table top reads: i am coming
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where are those washboard abdomens?
well that is not the aim here.
remind me again, what is the aim?
no pudgy gut. no shame when the shirt comes off.
you want to look good taking your shirt off?
i want to look good naked.
well you are going to have to do some mental adjustment and not just physical.
just when i need it
when i need it to work
reliably
i need
this has failed.
it is not a big deal. things fail all the time. it is totally normal.
but i really am i trying hard. the garden looks good but it doesnt taste good.
what do you think you are doing wrong?
i dont know.
well may i recommend making intentional mistakes? make them until the taste is good.