Tuesday, 16 October 2018

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







Tuesday, 2 October 2018

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








Monday, 3 September 2018

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









Friday, 27 July 2018

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







Thursday, 19 July 2018

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









Wednesday, 11 July 2018

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
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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








Friday, 8 June 2018

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
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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
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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