do you have an odd drawing, and few words?

sitting at a table, developed at meditation, a swearing fool, no, none now, have better words, than commenting on woman's bodies, being dirty, have no originality, or it spoke a little, was there any - person dying, man dying, it encapsulated, central body, flesh, meditation power coming from where you don't know where visiting kissing softly person in between

let me see no stretch of ground I can't see a picture sooner

let me see on page

words scrawled over scribbled over say "poor humanity, eh?"

as if sit in a restaurant booth, have not much "yes, energy visits me - in me travels through, not sure - I say this" "me is dead" "or pictures, I bring a few, put on board, flat artist's board, would sometimes paint on, smooth, get from art store, I just use, place on .. show you, as if give .. are our fingers greasy, eating French fries .. or do we sip tea, keep clean, board, do you have a board

no stretch now, I can't see another picture

please

odd you look at drawing, you say to me "you are useless, as you, body, person, male, bag of bones .. more, we are harsh, I know you have more"

he says "for the phlegm, for my choking, a meditation, or unable to rise"  she says "you are a creep"  "I have been a  creep for a long time" he says
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drawings push hold up what little contain

world, creeps, of words are so boring I thought you had more you hinted of more you a person male, female, redeeming, someone ask, this new ache me led has no new form

ache meet
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saw that drawing there bring up rear farther down peek

"you ever have anything" she says "in all the years I have known you

"and I willful invent myself too to be here nonclassical conversation I cannot say or think this stay

the fitness level, of meditation, hard grueling work, now recognized

oh in life we run we lift weights these kinds of things all good, done safely, in moderation, or careful, if elite athlete, but we all take a part in it, or should

and then the fitness

of meditation

coming into it now, worldwide - but odd "people that can assemble meditation into talk"

what have they found, odd story more than meditation brings no words "I can't talk" "new story" in no life, stand there, be there, I am at home, I don't dare go out, with this

ever "what is that" "clear up picture for me" face, as if sliding in its overlay of colour or line, get stable, words say "we have no way to go on farther than this"

ever say more, but still dumb

I'm always dumb

of these subjects of the sky and furthermore

hold me, some other method, augment me, by a book, grey screen, finger follow along, talk from behind finger, film the screen, my finger, but not my face, hear my talk, illegible, stumbling, of this subject - ah, I feel better - and drawing, go near with finger too, lift up, film, slight media, basic "I have nothing"

for this then "of world"
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ever pay me one day less or more days, or no check, check me as ask me this no way voice of reality, ever come in where are you from, develop steady 10% steady through the years I have known you, give sad ends beginnings
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why develop the health or pay slowly after 40 years, that sad .. pay meditators .. be part of life .. wake me up in my words that walk around fly hover of another dimension as I just struggle to say some of this live life don't know this at all "I know you" "fitness of this then" exercise in this at all, know this exists

I hesitate at words

the days, see a face, abstract, from side, it looks like, as smaller picture, as bigger picture, look in

what are we all

slightly - could be a face from side - slightly

ever see you

ever ask to you

any of us do oh made some appointment do I make a date or at a lunch meeting to say this .. ever materials, a grey screen of words, my finger follows, I say a little from behind camera/ some is spontaneous, some is guided/ as if ever/ some other place/ you pause wait for me - this delicious so valuable material - of me and you

I have a drawing on a board too, I look at, push slightly lift up, film my hand do it, my fingers - again - give you media .. when you see too on your screen, screens, of cold media, warm media, unavailable - us

when you give so much?

when you?

scared to open up in practiced together adult

must always seem on point, together, never rattled, collapsed for 40 years to give this
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oh

ah, systems, no way I can invent another system, tired shut up with words

ever feed into meditators I have a grey screen I run my finger along, don't touch

what is that

reading, ever I try to find out meditator's language I don't want, I am helping him or her, in life

complete a circuit

frequent wanderer

more down-home
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really anything to prove say now - meditator afraid in house risk - great story - risk - all systems in place - money finance religion, ignore,/science retail/ walk live I wouldn't risk a thing to say any wild in room age I am

world ever contact mushy wet towel

communication

shower

damp towel
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sad me anything at this point, can we walk in details massive 100,000 pages touch tiny spot world what is stop in we see and are blank all systems language horde or share in mill of last mind pool of murk tint bits blur tie-dye ochre mud fly not slap with spray run shoes touch edge of puddle read exercise made help and all of us to this?

we ever feel world in book blankets house linens make me

not so bad

scared people in houses, beat up by life, find quiet small recluse solace we feel as reader touching pages

ever lead the movement shrug shoulders a very slight not walk on do not gather friends for pursuit

we are all sad

ever loud, too bad

slink away again

no say
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system, shy, all you can do to put in a meditation a day

and a bit more, this

ever big and catastrophic and ugly and mild glum uncare and dumb

no

ever small the big happy blue sky ground of earth some days

not tethered to be owned made keys loud jungle door jingle size of sky size of door of ground of field rain

ever particles broken up easy to take key

raisin of trail mix grocery store slightly on in conversation

mind

we love to give not threatening sky weather

such a book

mild happy not much to say to counter all evil, very subdued "thread to wrap around it all?" no

we ever, a little picture

meditation is just very hard, takes days, years

and things that go on in life are to do with person-to-person, not get along "what are you" "nothing to ask"

would like to ask

any, before it happens, world, any "I don't know about you" the weird "there's a stretch of ground in meditation" "all goes wrong" you face that, the eotu, edge of the universe, travels through that, wants to, it is a human mind that has not been in a human body - it comes not to be a human body - come through "crazy words" "succinct" "sweet" you might say in a tea with a friend, a trusted friend/ or anyone/ dare/ the 30% hidden, what I call them, ever "you've broken me, increased my strain, my stretch of land, in meditation" now it gets through and it likes to live/ the worst pain, sit, poor thing, like to live, very sorry to live this way, humans at each other's throats on earth, but the consciousness it produces, the ugly consciousness, on last legs

come through to say odd things like this

if with a tea oddest to say painful, can you see these words come to my lips, it is very hard/ it is not easy and it is not easy written, I'm a bit tense here, even writing is hard, access blur bend wires art fence don't touch work of art them border influence come another day, in for life, what have I accumulated, learned, to go into a person, like into meditation, don't know

no

we walk in place, what place, seeking mind that scurrilous barbarous no c'mon when scared thoughts scurries falters stays put is strong to be nice on hard subjects when

ever long title .. ah place on sign .. long trailing off scribbled words on lit-from-behind sign, how long will it hold on, catch our fancy, grow, live

ever awkward sheet, not scanned properly, or edge at bottom - love me - what I can say

any of us, not able to say much - what does humanity transfer to - forward

like have a drawing on a board, touch it, not across its surface, but lift it from the side, with your fingers, hand, film it, you struggling with hints "anyone have hints" have a grey screen with words, even these lines here, ha, organize your mind "for so long I have said nothing, absolutely nothing" ever grasp evolution not even a word not even our lives fast to say "smart" not for this .. define you - you moving through you - what even is that
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cafe, stopping point, say something - drop in to "stopping point, say something" walk in, set up equipment, say something

can't even
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even have .. recognized equipment for this, recognized faces for this - I can't - ever society, computer company, book publishing company - we all scared, it's legal, but we're scared of it - us, grown up, powerful, numb, set in ways, no rebels for this, past life, of leather, motorcycles, it's more words, quiet book - can you

real stung me all in stinking risk damn of say a few words cut my finger ouch or inside accident labour scream go fast find words like these here

you can almost see the face in this, adjust dimension, I'm almost here, as what I want to be

we all walk around, are adjusted to grocery stores, heating, cool water

our dimension

but what about the rest?

what I really want to be

we look, adjust eyes, then see it - us

ever why I know my body water and gunk and bones and doctors and they do a good enough job sometimes

but I wonder, lines, like those of thoughts - the human head "insulated" in its thoughts, thinks they are its own, ownership, lease, decide, create, on earth

what beams in unknown dash dat dip dash ever would like a scribble just devoted to it, to meditation and it

never cry

"that was a mistake"

it's satisfied to look at this with me and you too

parallels same wore the coax cable unknown from sky invisible charge company lash words bundle sticks play in light, turn off thought in head rolls gets tangled clear