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i am i because my little dog knows me - gertrude stein.

Sunday, October 30, 2016

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dream radiations.
listening to the opposition on the other side of our world in fear for their lives.
unnoticeable permutations within.
eggs.
nudie.
room 101.

desire.

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sitting before the computer hunched over the keyboard typing out not p0em.
he puts out a cigarette.
not p0em 99% fiction.
made in usa.
everything for what it's worth.
head bashed in.
everyone against everyone else.
no rules.
it's come as you are - come as you have become.
no exceptions.
nature takes its course among us separating wheat from chaff in the soul threshing machine.
each of us torn from ourselves.
winner takes all.

all the gods it seems are pissed at us disobedient errant children.
never do what we are told.
we gotta measure up or tossed back into the heavenly fire to be forged again.
god's every own perfection.
this is the joke?

and the not god of science with just logical reasoned rules and regulations to follow carrying their own reward and punishment living a poetic life will not endure.
how to make others obey and behave themselves like everybody else.
the same game.

he is not impressed by the others or any of their supposed accomplishments.
what goes up must come down.
he watches it all, amused.
everything uncertain as it goes.
comic book dream seductions.
rats on faces.
the spread of rumors worldwide.
be careful what you think.
is everything a lie?
commanding from a hill of beans.
nonetheless, there they are being boss in change of everything anyway.
it gets old and tiring by now.
but people still believe there is a promised land we can be led to.
without leaders we are aimless wanderers lost in a wilderness.
that is what they want us to believe.
but those of us who wander along pathless paths are not lost as it might seem.
is this the true way?
every way is the true way - guru jeff.
that can't be right, can it?

every possibility is denied as being false.
when will we learn to disagree?
but there are points upon which others feel we should all agree.
a rock is a rock, for example.
but even that carries its doubts.
a philosophy of doubts.
a philosophy of indifference.
a philosophy of cruelty.

break free of narrative.
open season.
raging rape of the drug addicts.
daisy sunshine rainbow unicorn happiness.
here we go again.
plausible deniability from deep inside undisclosed locations.
there is always narrative.
ludibrium fantasy.
truth propaganda any way you want it.
let it sing to far off shores.
surrender to the waves of energies forthcoming everlasting.
work it, baby.
what's on tv?

everything in its place in space and time even when it is where it's not supposed to be.
and everything makes sense - just not to us.
not no more.
the golden days of yesteryear when all fit in together as it was allowed to be without question.
questions for which there are no answers for - ha!
questions that only make us crazy.
questions best left silent.

our theory of everything is riddled with questions.
it may be possible that everything is nothing but questions.
but what sense does that make?
why does it have to make sense?
what is sense?
a feeling that something is the case.
he should have maybe paid more attention.
but he never really felt like it.
he preferred life in a dream.
reality didn't make much sense to him - a feeling that something is not quite right is the case.
false illusion.
and who what weaves this illusion?
himself?
another?
happenstance?
he doesn't know.

he could be lost but he is here now.
what other place and time is there to be?
everywhere everywhen is here now, baby.
don't you forget it.

the evil demon.
but why evil?
why a demon?
the good angel playfully playing enlightening tricks.
or no one or nothing but himself - i am.
i am playing tricks with itself for its own amusement.
life's not fair.
balance out of balance.
shattered images in the maze of mirrors.
what else is he to think?
a goat in a tree.
a goatee on a knee.
how wonderful it can be.
more cowbell.

more coffee, another toke, another cigarette.
smooth groove.
pet the kitty.

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