Thursday, May 29

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Tuesday, May 27

The Phantom continued to breed. Words could not contain the excitement I felt when they entered my body. Geometric designs – Dancing – slow blue presence of drumming in the air, filling it. By the time I woke up I was changed, and in a deeply filmed place. It is not wrong it is just seems weird. It is not the end it just seems weird. Another unexpected discovery was the large quantity damned souls, though they seemed to not suffer. The over all height of the dwelling was increased by spires and architectural details. Other taller buildings are under construction by the hive included quarks clumped together to form proton or neutron base structures. Commonplace everyday speech was replaced by literal descriptions of the crimes committed against God and The State. An antisymmetric combination of charmed free girls seems lacking to me, somehow hollow, I do not like to feel this or is it “thinks” this. Tongue in the ass as the sun burns out all color everything is bright and scary. Lounge around the yard scared of the birds chirping, impossible to separate the state from the freedom I do not feel, but want to. Cannot want. Should not want, wanting only re-enrolls the feeling of need, the pain of lack.

Nutritional reemployment of my lower brain functions was imperative to my timing if I was to return to my own species, it was either that or run the risk of becoming just another measurable quantity. Correct correct the boy did it, really the books turned out to be just spiritual masturbation. Much more interesting was the color of drying iron oxide and pulp sci-fi novels. God checked the re-enrollment plan everything was in order, up to date, allright, good enough for me to deal with good job. My mouth became dry and clamy need to drin k more water, can’t forget, things are getting too good, I am getting lazy. Well on my way down again it looks like thats okay. Then up again. Today, Scientists had their first-ever peek (surrounded by foggy train sounds in the distance) of these souls while trying to capture the detailed behavior of red cell ideology. Reduction and Enhancement claimed that similar effects can be achieved by continuation of life chemicals. Excited by chemicals, then coming down on a parachute. Live television broadcasts viewed archaeological discovery within their bodies. The only reliable means of identifying precise targets is to bait the enemy. Performance characteristics in a sandstorm, I can’t find my feet ,my words seemed to start existing outside of the fear and terror, in a bubble outside rear sense input. Just less important, now coming from the stomach not behind the eyes. Theory to stress is a theory to stress. Stress performance anxiety in all my subjects keeps me happy and light weight.

Thursday, May 15

I Am Not

I am not reflecting light
I am not already present in the light.
I am not language
I am not response to tangible and realistic dangers.
I am not something questionable or unknown.
I am not negative self-talk
I am not being threatened by a rival.
I am not the nature of knowledge
I am not any system of molecules in a mixture of gasses
I am not something that will prove to be useful or successful in some sense
I am not determined in principle solely by how I relate to objective reality, or by whether I accurately describes that reality.
I am not a point moving in space-time
I am not the world, universe, all physical objects, or abstract objects.
I am not being-in-itself or being-for-itself
I am not a philosophical zombie
I am not an exhaustive combination of multiple colors of pigment
I am not a reductive or non-reductive physicalist position
I am not described by an underlying theory.
I am not consciousness or unconsciousness
I am not an animal
I am not something that is entitative
I am not all that exists
I am not able to breath or think or eat
I am not a feral child
I am not afraid of losing
I am not android who lacks human emotions
I am not worthless
I am not famous (or infamous)
I am not omniscience, omnipotence, omnipresence, omnibenevolence (perfect goodness), divine simplicity, jealous, or eternal and necessary existence.
I am not pure awareness
I am not a tracks already available on the long playing album
I am not a a hypothetical massive scalar elementary particle predicted to exist by the Standard Model of particle physics.
I am not entirely in isolation from any effect that might touch my behavior and behavioral disposition.
I am not my behavior
I am not defined as qualities or sensations
I am not unhappy with my life
I am not the lack or absence of something, rather than of anything
I am not able to impress anyone
I am not an infinite variety of universes
I am not anarchist symbolism,
I am not basic emotions or other mental states
I am not happy with my life
I am not a biological organism
I am not different things
I am not the true Dharma eye, the marvelous mind of Nirvana, the true form of the formless, or the subtle dharma gate that does not rest on words or letters.
I am not of indeterminate value and definition
I am not composed of an independently existing fliud substance
I am not a blue sky
I am not my fear
I am not persisting through time
I am not mechanistic
I am not vegetarian
I am not the seat of intelligence
I am not a being with the neurological prerequisites to understand moral consequences and take his life morally seriously
I am not potentially threatening
I am not a mirror-reflected copy
I am not subject to dispute and re-interpretation based on alternate definitions
I am not composed of atoms and electrons
I am not an immoralist
I am not to be taken seriously as a component of my experience
I am not an eleven-dimensional not consistent supergravity reduction line
I am not outside of any psychological states
I am not sugar, foam, pure sand or snow, cotton, clouds, or milk
I am not recasting knowledge
I am not difficult or impossible to convey
I am not

Pollock began painting with his canvases seeing viscous flows of paint. If I am in the space through which IT moves, the painting comes out of mathematical chaos. Forging beyond the changing art-world trends Pollock commented: "look”.
square head in striped gray shirt my stomach hurts i think i had to much coffee my head is kinda fat right now and i need to wash my hands they feel sticky and dry from sitting in this room to long slightly feeling that things are not alright what does that mean? switched between states of mind what switches what changes is there a switch or did i make that up?
hungry for something other
than coffee
I want the green lite
and can't stomach
any more of that
vinegar shit i need
some banana/strawberry juice
Personality station in
black sunglasses and a new hip bag
golf ball surrounded by
nails in my left temple
left on Akien
do not enter and
construction
on my way to but greens
now where am i

Monday, May 5

cosmoc prof

cosmoc prof like fire hydrants next to sidewalks
cosmoc prof eats cheese on Fridays with mustard
cosmoc prof drives like a fuck'n crazy mother fucker
cosmoc prof wipes boogers on his jeans
cosmoc prof wont stop talking about god damn nonsense
cosmoc prof he cant see the stars tonight because of the clouds
cosmoc prof wants to find love
cosmoc prof fucks like a werewolf
cosmoc prof stashes bits of toe nail in his mothers couch
cosmoc prof his head is huge and buzzing
cosmoc prof writes collaborative bullshit on internet
cosmoc prof appears instantly when nervous
cosmoc prof constantly has eyelashes in his cheek
cosmoc prof feels thirty feet tall outdoors
cosmoc prof worries he is going to go crazy and hurt the ones he loves
cosmoc prof hates to clean
cosmoc prof forgets all about the shit of the world
cosmoc prof likes to get headaches
cosmoc prof has cancer on his butt from a tic
cosmoc prof loves to rub his face in kittens bellies
cosmoc prof smells of sulfur and mercury
cosmoc prof punches out heads of family owned businesses
cosmoc prof got lock jaw after cutting his arm with some rusty rebar
cosmoc prof has no hope for tomorrow

Friday, May 2

blood sugar

smushing thoughts roll
through the Broken
Baskets Rolloling
tongue of feeling is my body

Autan star scapes
warm tongue of
thought is bonding with
my spine. All red
and bumpy like