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Everywhere stillness, yet in this abeyance: seeds of change and new beginnings near.

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Learning to play better Bridge, Music Magazines from Brighton, Social Networking Theory, Community Organization, Early Christian Heresies, Playing with Excel, Going to Concerts, Philosophy, Languages, Walls of Guitar Noise, Economics, The Spanish Civil War, Life Hacking, Living Poets from Wichita... geek stuff.

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a b o u t m e//
"The operation apparently wasn't entirely successful, when I was born. As I've been less than completely born for some years now, I've accordingly turned away from my unfinished, rudimentary self and towards the purer world of ideas. But none of the fashionable hypotheses that explicate this world of ours are correct; the truth is far stranger than anything a mob of frightened apes might conjecture. And so, out of sheer perversity, I have become a collector of these beautiful lies - if I cannot live through them, I can at least curate a museum of them."
-From a Docetist's Journal I found.

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NOTES FOR MY BODY DOUBLE

The plot hole by which you must enter into the story is a doozy, a real humdinger,if you will, and it is all made of fire,the way the stars are made of fire,though we dream them to be utterly coldand ...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 17:11:00 GMT

remorse is a sin

When a person realizes that a particular action,or a certain line of conduct, or perhaps the wholedirection of his life, has been wrong, and honestlyresolves to change his conduct, he has repented.The...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 13:47:00 GMT

Scarecrow in Magnolia

We raked until raking puffed our mitts with hot blisters.Then we desisted. Wind de-raked our raking then,spilled the tops of our piles, blew new-fallen bronzesacross brief spans of lawn. We worked l...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 18:26:00 GMT

The Clerks

...And you that ache so much to be sublime,And you that feed yourselves with your descent,What comes of all your visions and your fears?Poets and Kings are but the clerks of Time,Tiering the same dull...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 14:54:00 GMT

This Solitude of Cataracts

He never felt twice the same about the flecked river,Which kept flowing and never the same way twice, flowingThrough many places, as if it stood in one,Fixed like a lake on which the wild ducks flutte...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 01:00:00 GMT

Speed sings in its lines and nature.

Rowers have a word for this frictionless state: swing. ...Recall the pure joy of riding on a backyard swing: an easy cycle of motion, the momentum coming from the swing itself. The swing carries us; ...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 00:18:00 GMT

Jesus Shark

Captive shark had 'virgin birth' ..> ...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 01:13:00 GMT

Landscape

Through the demon and the deity,under seventeen or seven thousandyears of circumstantial evidence-the groans of soldiers coming as the spearignites their hearts, the spear itself, aghast-beyond the mo...
Posted by on Sun, 13 May 2007 17:27:00 GMT

We who are

We who are your closest friends feel the time has come to tell you that every Thursday we have been meeting, as a group, to devise ways to keep you in perpetual uncertainty frustration dis...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Feb 2005 03:58:00 GMT

Werr, wenn ich schriee, hörte mich denn aus der Engel Ordnungen?

Raum. If there were one word it would be Raum. The space of things. The space of outer space. The space of night which comes through porous windows to feed on our faces. The mystical carpet where...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Feb 2005 12:24:00 GMT