assistant to the hum within the human

I guess to detect it.

the man walks in the store, big box grocery/department store, walks as does not stand out, just another customer, there is no link to him, walk near and it beeps or something, people would have to know, he appeared somewhere else, some obscure story

oh, shocking on my eyes .. says "some words of book you could say .. some .. words .." as if to say to him, he doesn't remember, he appeared in any other book, but world

assistant to the hum within human in the book

so teeter on wonderful "close covers, open covers" .. be .. "what?" coordinate bot-of-flesh-not-activated-to-be-part-of-anything-care scifdossierscomplex could never be enough words written, and yet "trillions"

"assistant book" try to match get us out of, just be in plain book .. everyday, wait, for better writer, complete everything

purple toss imagining away white paper get back to a no way better world with hyper-failure imagination is actually to reality a mix you can't get, fail and fail happy medium get something

lock into that slight get something

awkward "fully odd story - make up to me - sit - 63% sort of an industrial bad green - we are content arrived no story make it anywhere - bad grey green is best as I think/ many here about it - story magnificent story - earth collides finger to finger in glove of universe ask pretty nothing glum sack written pencil finger own face" sit as babies her transmit great distances duplicate of earth jangle

read feel something tingle nothing there

in world of globe store library need it this bad locked into must get date of universe

practicing

for what more

a little bit of something hovering in the air when I felt sad

never find them, it wasn't advertising, sneaking up stalls of inking up, and over the dry parched inhouse-useful bridge flowing my mind, and everyone wanting to be noticed, it was more "invisible air" just walking along, and gently "no reality I know" thoughts poke into air, seen a certain look of green glow letters or form into black letters on white, any read a book at all, sort of, new, never get here

8:15 pm

just very tired, emotionally, spiritually, see a world, demonstrations, protests, information, websites, selling, clothes, jewelry .. buy .. decide .. put off .. never a place for “missing talk” “missing of the everything”

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(the person stares in their own mind, ever access private mind best little tiny things)

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8:20 pm

with “missing of the everything” join, seek out/ this/ do you mind if anything tested approved reaches you by who, who is doing it, dropping, setting

no known way

for nothing

capture that no information bothers you as no way get through locks, dole out a little, it is real

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why a simple crude "appealing" drawing, delivered by such sophisticated ways .. stare .. even your mind, removed from the fray, has a place, it can read, what - approved - would help world - it seems almost extra-no-known-book-terrestrial-know-me .. reach us .. but where is it after all media why would you seek my inner doubts laughter smile I'm too dead for this world why is it all happening it is big lights bright humble turned off slightly have screen of don't bother me, any designer not from here dear me choose have that, grow up as show face this way, of all of us

oh, inner no media, never started, I see world, wants money, I never developed me, if I have sex with people want money, but I want more than money, what comes along, to say

ever be in the room

being what looklike
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no, just kidding
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here's some writing from inner book I wrote, not a being for earth

2:30 pm

what are we making with each thought .. what are the steps, wake up, go about your day – what does the human make, what does the being pursue – as sexuality of chasing money and then asking why is money everything and life should be more .. and the strange “nervous to say words” “of these” for a sexuality, unusual, unheard of “even make” or odd creature behind it all “make nothing”

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slow, never reach here, rub up against/ millions of words, slow, we take grey screen “we don’t understand” “each step of being”

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for this doesn’t exist

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so end of offline writing, back to blog here .. yes a slight taste .. of million page book .. we never get .. all of us

walk there

have technology, grey screen, flip out from us, take a page of writing, film finger near it, talk from behind camera "watch me" "I am something else" .. hear in me not available for air of earth I am breathing what is no dimension at all we seem to see and hear be around breathe in, please come, what not us, I feel as me too .. legible .. here
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I do not do in life

what is mentally ill call all chances that strange beings in eyes of people gentle strong, shudder, shutter off, when is "alien" as that in our person our great universe, just as people, the further people/ or soldiered through many years, diagnosis, they could do nothing, and then this .. created

we all ill top of hill

could you send out little hints to this blog post, send in tons of firefly bluebirds stamped envelopes thoughts to each other walk in hand whisper placard "we want better writer changes" our minds we hold private thoughts come from where we all sit in minds want pathetic poetic laugh at and hug a bit touch madness bring up the curtain on daylight once again

want just minuscule okay in insanity that cares for us

rhythms sky storm human mind mini of scowl or much love

view city mind bears porcupines sparrows .. words say "the reality of it is that we're all sort of slobs of our inner life" pick up forest, of skyscrapers, rakes, shoes, of leaves, of air can't fit a foot of what we really are never said decided consciousness have a play "besides what appears"

what are we really .. a chance slight accommodating very kind small thing make a play in this world

in addition

and it goes, would you ever wrap leaf around invisible the air is smug or smog or snuggle, choose, shapes make up words of your face never say, advanced no call being, walk face foot grow pop out more words make that invisible I see it "I am talking" include make the form of what is what/ say see worst risky farce words, make it, the whole plain pages filled stocked up for what goes on now no bargain plethora of our pain garden we kick at smudge toes raise dust are not cruel just don't know what it is/ achieve dust in words, a dusty road here/ make better world real, walk being tell me in my daily life, I see the words be blood and organs companions to blood and organs surgeons supposedly see, we are aware say words from deep in space, strange peculiar allow person talk billions of us this way, subscribe puzzle makes it walk, being behind watching let grow tend to occasionally we are dim air not even quality of earth air need to speak creative writing pencil dab dance in my mind streets forests animals angels we are here what form envelops me continues

that us real, make a body

from words never say

from deep space continue origin

to this prepared

earth was waiting, calling, friend to say it, any friend, never find, all travels, they always just stayed mode of human, prepare this, wing it, equipment, face, body

be real, of no extended found these canals, people them

I'd like to see you

would like to see the day of this, a freak of words rewrite take time alone at desk as person or what with grey screen flip out from side, framed photo of purple grey flowers on wall, sculpture on box beside you, a room standing of do your life face me as any words if flitting image being made by what components make world so doesn't belong say best words crazy are calming me, I look at you, where are you from

world candy shop apologizes clears out, plants trees and better still has a booth you talk weird helpful talk never make it

sit as bring equipment, a sculpture to put on a cardboard box beside you, some like 2 foot high, 18 inches nothing, like one and a half forearm and hand's length, there "you" as speak then, you alternate, have grey screen, computer monitor, helper words, as you film your finger near them, and talk from behind camera

film small space, have other things, like photo on wall of purple grey flowers "your face" "again" be not you

the sort of art no art oh I'm silly tummy puss so tortured irked of tired world art skilled not say tiny aw shinekward, can't even pronounce that, shone matte stay dull reflection of people try this worth these here words

see an example any

try, look at a person

imagine this, fleeting

pronounced "surrey"

this has nothing to do with anything

look see no good picture

go on with me as my work
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we see rare sculpture tiny

remind me small thing you say nothing

there, it is we are here goose gone - anything here? you had a bit of fell off of my words touch with tongue say so good

as we all think and say mumble clear soft whisper low room rinse me shower face fresh water alone in contemplate where do I go next

dishes of face held words picked at hamburger crow veggie is vegetable farmer feathered humour any health words possible I'll never say please say me of this world I never dare

say as throw to the wind ordered harmony serve me nothing, people film a spot of this, remind them of their own lives, to be, any, see the character, finally, curious as no this wasn't even in my mind best thought free of me was never made so good

walk, being

from sentences us

have no money to impress people with buy them a lot of things they still don't like me

ha

as be not know how to love well either

talk of the strange, not earth

words say "found on road near car dealership" ah, just had to get car fixed, there was some fluids leaking, took it to the dealership, then there was a library and a shopping centre farther down the road, so I walked, while waited, to get fixed

do you ever take that walk

nothing you're ever going to think

nothing

words say "found on dirt road, Experimental Farm" just in the city, a large farm, flat land, a bit rolling, vastness, for thankfully not all houses crushed in "anywhere" .. pink slip almost says "no time" sell me, on something else

anything
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anything I see

have the eyes to see, from suffering, eyes cried, eyes were dry, anything, built, renovated "cities"

roll in small round sockets, thoughts, you see in me

my eyes say nothing

but this

more than me, my whole life, my eyes would say

you're lucky, saw medium, no one has

more than book, I hate books, sorry, I kiss you on the cheek

so far
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we are made legible, books that more