pain of thought life was to work at a raising job to be contribute mystery I can't have a job like that, I eat to eat, the same pay, or little more, while others push, push at me

I needed a job, mystery

text says "bad poem" then next to it .. - //  "you are pow great emotional friend live me .. grey screen see you slowly develop to be a person .. ever accommodate modern dirty technology like that, be around, carry expression not artist needed they’re too fancy, just be a most-needed honest person of sky of this type"

as if have grey screen, very bad not the best idea cheap materials or live most mysterious person

at bottom beside meditation statue picture it says "sad good day of expression"

as if there is a way to have a job as a meditator, not lazy, but the hardest job of all, face our insides "close to us" "all life"

ever sell that you have worked there, can't sell it, are so embarrassed

to live

it's a tough thing, assemble a book, world-reaching, would every page have to be misspelled, all the thoughts .. assemble, get hint "I don't know if it's this word" oh ..

not knowing a bunch of words "it's in English, apparently" are they misspelled, r,nshsdcjle/ unreadable, ramshackle,i think tht wasit,owanyedto say/ I wanted to say .. I talk ../ how, csmt gt an greemrnt between a million people - oh ../ it looks like this, fgurtorn,/ forlorn/walk with plastic bag of these words,/ you cut them from a page, printed it out, some lines you just left together, some didn't, was there a sty7cker 'gere liethe tiotle page of th book never wrutttern" a sticker "here lies the tutle page pf therbooknever written" of the book never written, title page, we all.assemble, we can't, agree, have/ scatter thrm,fyrworld srory .. fyr world srory/ fyr/ for

scatter therm for qworld stury/ dor a world stoey/ story/ the miditym /I don't know that word, timidity? mindset?of give up "publish them" to the street drop and walk sad to the sad desk sit there in your house

the street say nothing collective .. maddeninf,/ maddening dint get ut righrt, get it right/ don't have anything to say long days even find storu at all

meditation, and friends of meditation, no story to grow

in life

where you walk book invisible as assemble body ether from here behind us

send walk no take up space argue finally we build

what does it look like

no person yes a person new there is no new definition feel presence no legend is the oh pieces now down to make crafts of sad meek earth now

words say "courage numbers fly up away from them"

ever the numbers of abandoned words I don't try

couldn't make

a story, grotesque grandeur miss you mess polls of dirty words voting in rain snow pulp of left to sit stare at weather of us humans fantastic story, would take 40 years, all my life

oh

ever a painting I was, you seem to see on someone's wall, talk to me them about it not be as fool flurry of cold words ice kleptomaniac room-less words be just like the painting steal from their universe impossible

lady stare at me a little not too much I address her painting, can't of course, she feels close to - can't

the two yellow cubes, first one says "humans at their 'we are doing everything we can to be good'" second one says "for the 'that we can't see' 'use this vehicle'" / as if then, hold all painting, look, ask what each one says, peer closer, and then the tall scrawl, at top, somewhat of a cross, middle somewhat of a cross, as if emerging, from not-happy lower star splurch .. a language, as if I have anything, to love this woman

here's the new logo long time read so much for everything stuck on cut out letters nothing walk have no logo

walk cities

if you could city just copy it for your logo city hall of my inner life "put my web address" for nothing here, cheesy, a million prizes pages, walk free, no one

come up with nothing the anything wise

little logos, man thinking, put on double side, or have popcorn shape of your body

bag of popcorn we all know the best bicycle pops exhaust no treats magic nothing worked books had babies

hey smile eke out elusive meaning what don't get con laxative poems have no stable bunkum office live stay with me go

sign up license poem city of best part you are one poem I never net worth ever

try out for parts in poem I walk the streets show me somewhere to go anything to devote to not a false cult slow not much seconds go fast meaning what I catch meaning I can't get

ever place teapots on the street, pouring tea, as they don't tip

whatever if save money, boil water, a line of teapots, not especially fancy, just green, blue, red, an occasional red, pink, yellow, are they from the goodwill, boil water, have plain orange pekoe tea, is that what it is, pour, for people standing there, teapot levitates in the air, pours, they have a little cup, are thankful, ah it never happen, too much logistics, would never happen

what is that, look at it again - oh we have strange drawings for fantastic things

all we can do

"master" "amateur" I am

things that don't happen

it's very hard, authenticate a human, just kidding, on literature then, talk to me, augment by book, your mind, create code, literate, farfetched

oh, do we trust each other

a man and woman sit in meet-for-words .. can-you-do-code

more than conversation

this

what is that.  first writing says "bolt is from Experimental Farm today."  just a walk I was on.  "glass is from Vincent Massey Park another day."  where are we, flesh it out, it's not quite that I can't trust you "for android skin" it's more, what do you know .. we have put sky in jail for knowledge .. and they have put us in jail for knowledge.  still functioning.  no meet.  slow reasoning.

like a book, little pictures, odd words.

in the meet-for-words, do I trust you, as a human

exemplify book-writing, but at you

take it farther

the best parts

I know we have
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it is time
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slow, for oft insulted book-readers

as humans twilight data shed shaped like body talk then not even notice age

where are we.  many pieces of jewelry, they are bronze, are not expensive .. clear letters, blobs melted around them

man and woman walk through deep unkept jewelry store, will not say much .. they wander miles, as if any cheap jewelry maker could afford it, it extends fields, right in downtown expensive land area

they are not high on drugs

little tag says "we cry too (are too long) we want to sing again (database) ../ .was tomatoes, tastes, was crumpled paper towels, taste.  switch me on.

rest.  mar003 and lef771 are sitting, as if files of matter, one being behind them .. they spend time as other forms, besides people again.

words ideally, excellently, more than form .. they read this poem steel solder weld sew thread a few more words change as you read .. you dare read this to me - right where we sit

do you have chi kung meditation behind it

do you have anything

friends of meditation, gather, connect in "wires" the words said so strange bring in energy from afar

a certain way

grids as if stones water sketched in silver grey barest like photo alter

say them are allowed in our small world unused to brave say what you want woount say to me whole life

it ios really this/ operating shift shy
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give me the wedding weirdest expect life to say a recursion I asked so many times until it became true redactor not like it I said it at last and felt fulfilled life made sense I the flesh manuscript recto read the page I want of all these we can live the creature emerge it like clean word see why fresh as tomatoes can be that living now surroundings nature of a certain sort hard-won wonder word sew wobble down aisles grocery store of this here think exact

meditation is not a pretty thing, of hallowed halls, money, it is tough, ugly, poverty, inner mind, inner space is tough to sit with, be around

see this

yes, person tries to hide it, what is ugly inside, meet with careful meditation, care

scrawl on an envelope, just had a peace of paper, it looks to me just here like a sex worker with a client, in a mishmash of ideals, questions, wants, private life, beyond her naked skin - I know someone like that, no I never had sex with her, but cared, I care .. in some way, peace of looking down and the word "peace" scrawled underneath .. she sees client's secrets, but does she see sophisticated outer space meditation secrets?

it's love at a high place bodiless thought not being concerned with body and face and age

but hurts

reach it

really, meditation is facing deathly pain .. when you get into higher levels

you make it through almost daily

entry key

life more than lifespan plate

we never knew extra paragraphs, floating with it

and you don't talk about it

the world

is swearing stink me I just did some here hen-picking typing ha lives of cars at sentences lissome none flexibility bark too beep beep hey get out of the way

I'm rude too

missing

to our pretty stories of sky

they get it too

and cry

would like to see when change "such heroes" nowhere, no guts to talk about the strange link lilt poems
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some way

live on, putter, in sweat over need to get papers together earth here for something or other legal thing that I need to meet with people for, oh just life, nothing I've done wrong, but just slow at, like a turtle, ha, but continue meditation, for speed, of mind, invisible of body, and get it to her, who

really, 18 years into it, meditation long years where space talk, hours every day

who and material, someone sees, that would know, the strange, utter strange

something else going on.  hang your head.

all of us.

tell a sex worker, in somehow she get it, through computer peculiarities, she forgiven "as even know" even in all the strange requests she gets .. she got whizbang friends, in computers "to know me" "really is we box when arrive tiny packets thoughts care the truth of life" do I dare say that, anyone, and she gets her education, on the side, or main part .. I mean, officially, as university, and strives here "to see the strange dodderdo truth" "any for any of us what years what face could ever say it real truth"
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sit some of us chance mind is not tea do you have if ugly poverty of papers said crazy let wait brewed in consideration 5 minutes or when time call in you of behind what universe insides mechanical sex lust of clients not that but beautiful why bicycle away words the stolen it's okay, we knew not the things we ever say anytime, could ever speak

I could never, dear, to your face, we know of that way, and it is almost requested greatest passable, life, earth

from where, the origin of thought, behind the ink of stand bear witness is there a link okay old-key hold hands smile humans dare silly see more sights what universe really say so

sadness, of when continue life, have children, grandchildren, or inner life, we carry, never see

it's a sad thing .. rest .. ever pop that question .. shocking .. never can say any of it

rest

here's a picture, just an older man, swinging around playful kids .. but life .. inner life .. we'll get back to it sometime

what did you grow

did you have meditation

and a meditation story into life

did you have any of that

hardcore hard to do hours each day you wanted to see this, that is not for earth

but should be

all claim, lazy alert gaze can that be relax and move safe country if you have one try anywhere walk zigzag sunshine avoids or rumples landscape in bed and slumbering this cooler day but still why sunny my mood is passable

sadness at no attain inner life, have "families" or words I can tell you

in person
-
the way "no mention" the initial shock for my human conversation, this

say "inner life" watch them all I would suppose run away, never tried, plans to in all regular conversation, a human couldn't build this form, and me not even start

consider, slow, rest

all of us, do it

glaring no hinge big number where is reality exact crawl scrawl mind inner scratched out

meet me
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any autonomous alone strong made up this fairly anonymous no one pop up knock gently open sky let's just walk today no map of touch me know how bring snacks other than sex words of no say could you a litter the ground with unsaid library in me admit defeat say adult faltering but its path is tight ../ crackers, literally glacial groceries what did you get today in no say cold start/ some as loot where food clothed addressing feed each other crackers meaning hummus crunch is that here a weather a day gone inside me with benches words roads honest no sell cool weather yes no party poems think sky elect here no wires ridiculous fairness of crazy love would mean this widfidi loop phones wrong if word mumbling robot not me muttering I have some more than identified AI can dim my voice good scared me no alone has machines always did way for behind universe to join lots reality is really sad these never used words and this clear free not AI get cake voice this medium nothing I have ha just here small not joke

you got some

wistful

lovely meet sent meet accident pause painting one being behind universe no one this way we allies hope design uncomputer address undress a figure enter life the origin of thought make way real worth of how make families words the hospital pregnancy your wife this way thrilled this level

augment my city sunshine

there is a room, it is like a drawing, one person seems to have a city for a head, the other person seems to have a city for a head too

that is good enough, not that good
-
the streets outside are filled with fruit punch drink mix, many packets, as people sell, dried bits, no water to mix, helping each other

to drink, be a city on the head
-
people sit inside, there are towns, many streets, of the things we might have said to each other

this
-
you see

oh, it's a string with a pendant made of a bolt and wire, where are we thinking, cut-out lottery tickets .. how do we augment our minds, oh it's silly .. the lady, she used to dance, show people her petunia, now she studies in university, try to find "what they say" this man, says "what they say" she can't reach him, he's crazy

he goes on and off

crude yellow blazer, tattooed to the floor, sludge stream out thoughts grey linoleum 1950 3040 discount, jail my mind here come visit I feel you in the air of outside in public for real

ah sky takes small trip in envelope of these words here mind not a mind behind universe is shy creations hug the human thoughts

can you think this how do people sit augmented breathe computers small words shine crooks and nannies nooks and crannies spell well sky and what is behind it oh I am tired to appear finally photos videos still near themselves in it myriad of hint I come through to your face where "my mind won't to be uplifting to lift heavy boxes light conversation your finger near these words on grey screen as you talk behind camera and send it to me slow all that I want what is this dare in slow concrete world your forest kiss me think things like this"

she kisses him

to form never here, I look at you, include this, never going to be here in our hours a love to speak

the man pours his tea, pours a tea for his wife through the computer screen, she is in Paris, he is in Montreal

it is wet, some touch, of words, there are no computer sensors, just words

oh, a mess "anything" then down at bottom "inside the mind - a cheap video view" we go farther, his mess small yellow post-it note, to his wife "pour tea" companionship, lonely world .. in the middle sideways it says "and success at making anything of this world - and anything" last word the "anything" there straight at top.or fairly straight - delicate note - my love

my feelings

over computer

form

is anything there

in the air

is more

right nuts dense writing I want to hear it and I want to float through it

so terrible give some street description

the garbage cans were dirty and banged floating one inch above pavement I don't even notice them

give more street description, don't give description of your heart

there were little hearts, it was not valentine's, they were made of clay hovering in front of each address, just one

so what a picture, a slight smudge

words in front of face

your address

give more street

the description, it is all I can take

oh, whole you, let me stare at that a bit - don't go in yet, please, no

I see "dense nuts writing words are just terrible loved by me" in you, I won't take

so go on, another street

the street sailed, smudges on bookshelves were somehow computer, I stood in front of shelves in bookstores, smudges were moving by on screens, beautiful abstract smudges, there were no books

I had given up

and I had this

mysteries - as we live our life - and behind it - we feel

ever someone meditates can sit with you inside as you say yes

better than a film with stilted dialogue

oh enlarge pictures see true meaning, first words "evening the night to day not here, even now I can see you"

as if meditation communication inside

I cannot allow bars fold back dough silk welcome bear you witness, watching, okay tick wet

sound watch unclear on my wrist walk with me dare you watch close I could ever settle it be my way

humans

it's farther than a fancy film and bad comments

augment and new word blow by me traffic me with your words, sit book, as your face

so neat me

ever dance ugly picture

person resume trying to be traffic so many of them themselves

notes know no nothing here on earth

spread social sigh no media I know

risk traffic words as drugs so flimflam me near you promised me love

floating we were both men women new no to touch words I lust for cerebral kiss so library rests spectacular shape here before effect starting as not origin thought here on this world

I see you come from meditation no define anything cloud has slight shapes to these words we glance away

penis vagina somehow now clean of being us for no sit grab sips of tea look at each other for liquid warm happiness

your words are said finger near grey screen this as you say them real "I'm okay" as this stark as book fleece face as face price pay down aisle books chosen as this flicker your voice between combine natural society has the book stretchy scratchy earth sketch me walk sky soggy here

so being bounce in not beautiful meditation hurts my ass or break in years float this book by through that life angles in smarter me lost fight for gentle the being not offensive anymore finds way to speak big words of sad augmented by book live greater me as that your complex computer is outside in park slow walk kind enough face of earth beckons it

formed then

now you

as we trade reading this way
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-
//
we all the books I am not made to be a book, support my words quiet as I walk around

what are "superagers" oh even past that, what is a strange story, the social access of a story about the things we never talk about

oh that's a mouthful, that title

yeah, but .. ever send letters, or have material on your computer, taken, or odd byzantine where does it go to, who gets it "ever anyone, might talk about it, in their lifetime"

you might produce it in your whole lifetime, and they might talk about it in their lifetime

and never

but a little

matched, that come across, joined that way, superbookgrowers, never called as if that

yeah, strange picture, look a bit closer, line drawing, something to it, want to dismiss it - try to see it - and just as if for "superagers"and "superbookgrowers" very tough to arrange that situation .. meditation, exercises, superbookgrower, a whole project lifted from your computer, somehow winds its way, do you half-not-mind, who touches it, gets to a person, who is good, purely good

but can never say this

she doesn't know what to say, where to start - assemble words, new creature, as if for earth, a being, as if beside you, as if just of thoughts, no body, can be that way

helps the body, exists with it

it's strange, after years and years of meditation, 18 years

a brutal meditation, that's too hard, most give up on

and the story out into life

superbookgrowers!

fantastic!

yogoof word combination tone down insult smile

as with all/ no way, get here/ agreeable shy thing

I often feel like a bookshelf offers good place

I look, rent apart my meant to say, coming along soon we were that

oh another pace bookshelf in reality anyone read another human being as that

more than fast

I draw drawings

plead for "see me down the road, not just this"

I'm really not some kind of idiot

I'm really not

see me steal me steal a glance at a friend's place, book on bookshelf, in them
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//
for a world

unfolding slow down

I can barely handle them, shoot a line find page smile to myself in my chair

reading, totally alone with them

very sad, a person who's been abused, struggling, in this terrible world of money and power, some small home, someone can get away to, have poetry

we have those words for anyone, just not too harsh, naming names, getting very angry, perhaps save

the words of just "so reared on tired angry" "nowhere to grow to put it angry" "or years just slowly beast of tired still has muscles mobility move to peace" meditation

are you squealing on anybody, are you telling on anybody - what we can take - can only take small a pity so small droplet, deal with anything, as everything is going

share shale outcroppings slate I can't get the word

meditation - brutal practice - lines up, other mind, you don't have, other inner, not even a human working

as we walk around come with me, perhaps go to a big box packed flat furniture store, see plain, not too risky, fun, sometimes, furniture

no criticism, ever take tea, take time, for this, here

sit have inexpensive food good enough and hearty sit with me look at me how why when equipment computers finger near grey screen what are you talking about less now drift read this post on blog we are there too safe in this world to consder action slow inside world never had a say that will get us by

this droplet be mechanical walk more say hello more so drastic you're not deep not even putting on airs of that an unimportant other figure for space to spare

each of us

it's really hard grey screen computer finger near words talk voice behind camera just can't do it that way

oh, the stress of modern life

so much confluence of seeming answers, then let down, shrug shoulders shrug face

anyone that could handle it

person riding bicycle, odd detached stress

words say "mess human strain - full beautiful complication"

as if we ever get there

just a camera, movie camera, a broken little toothbrush holder thing

as if we all are "don't movie me right now"

some other way take movies scared to show my face me not a being formed yet I'm really not

how

look out unattainable meditation deep card of passing grade this scared deep cake no birthday celery green pepper fresh veggies feel better consumer calm out to friends of meditation just bustling bust me down pick back up with life

communicated slow me down to fast speed universe no calculation see

a little

become

ever talk in space poverty or say, you know, have art accompany you, not stink conceited, sit with me, present a sheet, my fingers touch it, look, look at you

man and woman on space station meditation two cushions facing each other ten feet away same room but not same room, air wiggles between, a sheet of air, a thick wall

give art, read small note, in coffeeshop, scared meditators, of oppressors, or local easy library sort of suspect you the authorities do unnoticed gentle meditators so many they get away

"show me your art" she says, dressing in black cotton, a grey thread, pin on, small clips, square of greys and blacks ragged threads, small can you blend in not see only if looking

he pushes sheet forward, he has small square on body too, threads leading nowhere

talk

his finger near small black words stationary like from book modern on a screen he carries, she has one too, finger near speak voice "away from moment" "in moment" stare, not interrupt "away from moment" pop in, into reality moment apparently

couldn't have better

wanted better

in this life wordy scalper fiction sell ticket expensive to my cheap inside make a home not charge

ever friends on take me home right here not allowed blaring reality find aching small spot can live any day

lovely words tinker car face pull in roads of these

like these park emergency break turn off all things come in

you are here

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