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Soup you can’t for the three of us

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Field notebook 9/30/09 - ongoing (Exerpt) Gender Relationships

gender relationships are slowly traveling towards the golden bleach clotted alley.
tuned out of the beetle winged radio.
soft oak blunt foot treads are left on the ant hills next to the beach.
bartunes filled with sprinkles.
i see the bad smells coming out of this rotten pot.
i see shadows in the room houses i stopped at for the night.
the one i once loved now expired.

narrative #1

I lost it. the detector can’t find me here. here comes another one. nothing. again.
The only way it will work is if I can get home to watch TV.

It is 32 degrees and I am on my own list. Ciggy. Beer is not doing it anymore. I will only puke if I have anymore and besides everyone else is asleep. I don’t want to be alone with the drunk voice in ym head telling me what I know I have to do. I just want to go home watch some TV and try to sober up amnd fal asleep. I have a choice more tickets or one more beer.

Anxiety is all over me right now. Go to the pisser white tile, the rancid piss smell. Come back to the bar. Weird man comes in, asking the bartender for something. But he was talking to low to hear.

Field Notes - one night late november 2009

Overturned bottles of beer litter the beach

The blood soaked grass is a picture of rainbows

Ash on the plastic table or on the concrete sidewalk, next to the bench

Sliver turn for the fingers that clamp down and keep it tight. Moving – glass bubbles – ash – rotten stone.

White boy on the concrete steps. I pass a Mexican selling oranges on the corner, as I drive by. What does he do at night?

Taking pictures of sprinklers why are they on at night? Water drains down over the sidewalk it makes me think of blood.

Ciggy makes me want to go home but what is there. I can’t quite see it in this state. I know what I need but right now it is 2 late.

Scratches in the plastic table: An accumulation of lines.

I hear a creak and a ping. Cars along 101 in the distance. A chair next to the window outside. What is trip going to give me? Another escape. What am I escaping from?

Keep going up the stairs to the time when I have to go home (I am not alone there) I am alone here with my ash and bubbles.

A new white page and the orange glow of burning paper lights up my thoughts. All alone here in my plastic table surrounded by rotten posts and amateur thoughts. Trying to end it all.

Damp pants in the desert. I fart remnants of life I am part of the ultraviolence of simple life forms. that does not jive with my easy life style. So I drink alone. I am friends with these words. I am searching but stuck within the nounds of my own limits.

Bubbles on the rim of my bottle the observers above me lock their doors. The lights are still on for me. Time is broken as I take a sip of my beer and think.

Still rising. the blinds are half open to an empty apartment. The walls settle with a creek and a ping. Singular holes in the wooden doors there are beings just like me behind there why are they not here with me trying to answer these same questions. I go back home and just be drunk and feel sick tomorrow.

Split the shell and blow smoke up in the air. There are others like me out there. We all breathe in and out and wonder what everyone else is doing.

I sit at the railing or in the plastic lawn chair listening to the sound of cars, music and my own words.

Spit hangs off my tongue as it makes it way to the floor. There is a lighter with an eroded sticker next to me.

I have the choice to be alone with my thoughts or be alive with my actions.

Observations #22

my plastic tail has a history

Observations #21

the handle of the overturned toy is purple

reflections in the mirrored granite

a new trilogy from the masters of horror

my own leagues standing is poor

shinning men can't beat me

Disorientated bubbles on the phone

these girls celebrating the bald man

hold on, don't start that story i have to leave in half'n hour

the hardest part is the usual

ranch dressing, 2 for $20

my darts are dull

my eye makeup is running

what are you doing with my feathers

storbe lights on the second floor

my suit is wrinkled take me to the lab

i told you what happens when you drink

what shall we call it

blue eyes looking into the game

everything babe, this is life

people get their kicks on keeping it big

lets all sin together

business men have full bladders

break that shit bitch

come on boys, over the hill

hide the booze the pope is coming over

can i see your picture

i received this notice

playing guitars until my cowboy hat melts

she researched my past

our new outer sports ware, now in a sliver metal

that is just cold hard police work

last time i was here i was a cheerleader

hey brother you stole my stool

while processing the past i became sad

why is it my lies?

not their bodies, their minds

the phoenix is getting paid

scripts about childhood obesity

the rockies are not worth taking to that elevation

One man could find his way into the deep dark underworld. Thought flame is going on in my head, what are the answers? That is the "what-is-the" train of thought, habituated in me since I was young.

Underground - Dim spotlight on a Round face, teeth, the light gathers strength and enlarges, teeth more light, the teeth go all around its head. Emotional Impact - I saw him smile, then there was fear.

Later-now in an unknown place. My glasses are red from all the influx of wine. Over there in the dusk I am wondering how the blankets will feed the remains travelers? I am wondering how I will sleep tonight.

I want you to go down to the stream and see what is goin gon. Can't me and you just go? it hits me it, model lenses dissolve.

Field notebook 3/17/09 to 9/29/09 Transcription 5 (last)

Employ for cash back go away power to train with food percolators over not to continue did not talk we want to break them tell me anythings mad we found our players were not 500 bucks later. Rich mover too B blee the nasable you forgot the OOOH. On the coast of century Afrika centuries of debate over 16 year old directives. Hhelp me over the hill Ted Bundy I love what you have done with my house, the decorations are great.

Talk talk we are not going to tonight okay what can we do I can’t sleep tonight he, not me, said to her (I loved her) she said okay well I’ll just have to keep you up.

Walt Manchester going overboard tonight, ‘don’t’. Well I feel like wood like a decaying log but I am here so it is alright to feel bad, is it not? I can still enjoy those rare times when I see the purple flowered trees, and empty.

I can see her as old her face has android colors she is penning her magnum opus she is mine she is mine. Her weight is inconceivably huge, without certain technological advances she would be dead.

Over all this - what is all this - was I born into all this? Have these lame movies and music always been this way? Have there always been people like this?

Drink opens me up. See the dirt but the dirt is not so disgusting. I watch it, it is not making me sick what I see is love sometimes.

Can’t hard to start, core to talk to. Although when the end ken book is already there. But that is not a problem I willingwill not try ,that is okay.

Old ladies drinking they are old what has become of their lives I think my negativity is coming from a habit that says how vile can I get. Oldness just give up you go to bed and lay there try to fall asleep but the thin tiny thought comes. Is this it? And you shake it off just like 10 million times before and sleep and have shelves full of sleep. Good nice drapes, grey in color. As I pass out. Waking up reciently with a jolt of anxiety a jolt dualism a jolt of ‘I should be something I am not right now’. ½ blowing steam of color out of my mouth face painted grinding old wooden floor used as a bar here, dilapidation. If I remember correctly there is some clay that I think I can use to make some cook ware up over the hill.

My knees hurt they are numb after I unbend them after they have been bent for a while. My finger joints hurt. I want to take a nap. I feel a level of anxiety about being sick which, is much worse. I am afraid I am going to die. I am afraid I am very sick. I am.

The shadowy entourage killed the human beings in K-Mart tonight ,they were all wating to be cash cows they were all filled with fat and depression and bad skin

Oblique testing revealed my weaknesses. After all the paper work was done they started asking me all sorts of soft, slightly sitcom amusing questions.

I am motivated by money

I have only one light to live, that is my motivation.

My eyes flashed a TV’s electric blue as the dance began. I was left with black eyes and a black suit with black buttons and a black belt and shoes.

This creature. Flying to the left of the flowers in the machined ground next to the hotel.

Flying butterflies on black mulched ground. Smoking cig on grey steps next to brown painted steel handrails. Purple incarnation. Yellow yearning. Blue grey limestone.

What is teeth and pure talent and feeling

Saved myday to the next they have brand new with untouched packages

Suggestions

• Happiness is the intestines of a dead man
• Overbearing parents do not do their own dishes
• Chronic bed wetters don't keep promises
• Why don't you just give me a chance I can do it really good
• Wobbling over to the tended field I fell over and hit my head
• Nothing is in the pure white hospital room
• Just keep the truth at hand, always
• Only eat things with color
• 100 blizzards in her neck while I obsessively played the video game
• Future furniture can't be held responsible for their actions
• My future context is founded on ancient doctrines
• Nothing will lend money to concrete sidewalks with broken tree root
• Under the rusty tree, eaten
• We were lost in the depths of outer space without a thought about the world as we had known it
• Don't buy houses next to neighborhoods by bars if you want

Field notebook 3/17/09 to 9/29/09 Transcription 4

An I am a little disappointed the standards of our goodness is just not showing up. And I can’t keep my mama and I say you suck. I figure if I don’t get a huge refund I will just ream out the deductive. Your own mind it is only a couple of 100 bucks – and that all comes from a seasoned “Guy”.

So no just can’t understand what I should just drink until I. so no ya every thing falls into place ya I understand ya he is a gold guy not into myself here. We got.. Yo, just got to do what you have to do hey that’s your man don’t let him hang horhay is in the house.

Exactly just listen. god, I am good right now he understood hey he crossed the line I got some shit to show you get your fuck.

Lot to write about. To much energy 2 be here can’t stop to think can’t spell, got spell checker 4 later. Uncontrolled what uncontrolled. Here, just kinda feeling kinda glassy to sharp and unstable. Glassy is a good way. Unsure if a drink is really what I need. I can make it go away. Feels better when it is for me feels better when it is for me no form no expectations. Nothing….

Worst vodka tonic ever. omg it sucked. I still drank it because the bar tender is a friend and he made it strong and I wana get drunk so I ordered a Guinness instead and it looks good for (pushing my ego here, deleted).

Lets have a ciggy where is the berlin wall. Actually MD-PA. if you were not a guidance counselor not a bar tender no other way around. I want to listen to P.S. I want to relive my youth. Fuck my youth. Fart. I hope knobody noticed. The thing that separates me from Joyce is Joyce is dead and 99.9% of what I write is boring.

Feeling more spongy and feeling myself floating into the surrounding matter except for the spider on my neck. You never meet the ones who put it there. There is only the hope or maybe the neutral potential that others can relate to the work. My life is confusing and at many time horrible and sometimes unbearable the only path is to draw my way out.

Panormous – pizza hot pizza search

My mucus membrane is healing with prodigious amounts of Guinnesses.

I still ned you outside I need you oh god in the my my you put me (bed in the cabin) down look at my face I need you inside need to stay awake awake – shadow – I hate him.

Dendriurethane. Pure 80’s fun, I like my 80’s music in capes and spring driven. Big boobed blondes.

Six heavy walking chilled hockey stars. I just started personing. Close faced hard working tater artists. Sounds sounds 10 docks. We will get ya this is not fun I got cute once, go some place you know, go down a 1 way street the time, put your came for the eating flesh on. I went my my way man six really chilled drinks to the escape pods yes yes yes yes!

Field notebook 3/17/09 to 9/29/09 Transcription 3

Enjoy all season long!!!!!

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What is the other been confused with what my purposes are what happens when I just write for myself or draw for myself for that matter the reader/viewer becomes me or the creator becomes the created.

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The creator becomes the created for

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Again, the GREAT “how one pronounce words conversation” is going on, how boring.

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He leaves his guy took the when he I am fields under the no boby ababy baddaydydad 41 1:00:30. To go in the half galss legged he has under ooh OOTOT every Saturday looks at me and over me can’t but be got to make that as long as I coon cat see the game. Who is that smell? To much perfume ugh golden highway folded airplane. The clown is leaving the game is over to drunk to care. Metso kun too no moko me ta trust me to be your request not really but mine to read got to IOI to got to II can’t I III TTT I steal but on.

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CREATIVITY

What happens when the created beomes the created for i.e. the artist creating for their own self (enjoyment, pleasure, “a need”, etc…)

Art can exist on its own without any “deeper meaning” – “social commentary” (art is mine)(art is mine)(myartismine)

This is what I have been trying 4 all mylife. The thrill of having others praise you in Intoxicting! (but) Give it up – leave the Earth for the Universe.

I wonder about the validity of authors/artists who show/publish their work. F that if I like it I like it (? Lazy excuse) my mind/reasons/drive is the only thing I need to worry about (what am I trying to get here? I am trying to rationalize something here, justification of an underdeveloped sense that I am worthy and good. I see myself as partially human. Am I without the tools to process jealousy and fear)

Writing lets me expand change/… (beyond what I thought before) my consciousness/models.

I mean this influence of creativity thing or this duality between creating for yourself and creating (following reworded) to prove to others that you are amazing. Art as self-centered rather than as Sele Destroying (the latter being the positive) or boundless creativity as opposed to thinking to much.

The two are very different, the creating with logos vs mythos? “thinking too much” just becomes an inhibitor to creating with purebeing purecreativity. Go beyond that, and then beyond that, …

Some artists worry so much about, “giving a message” “saying something” (and that becomes the whole piece) (and if there is “worry” present the work will fail the artist and viewer) (not that giving a message is bad, but worrying is death) (conclusion? I guess don’t worry, and just keep working)

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Mindfullness walking – encounter with different beings. Strutting in the middle of the street – proud man.

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Number crunching number crunching 10 years ago that is predicated on really caring what is going on. Night in total darkness without light I can feel at home no eyes looking at me nobody to care about what I do alone and free, but I am alone in this.

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I have to learn to change or I have to really put a lot of effort or energy to be good – this is just an idea. This notebook has to be transferred to be mine (deleted) this transfers the spirit of the work I am going to be fighting this all my life the spirit behind the work for me for “them” for an idea. What is the “what is the spirit behind the work”? (deleted)

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That’s fine yeah ---- a fine man and sometimes he goes home and works 29 or 30 years and life is too short and I will go home and do 29 or 30 years of work and that is a lot of work.

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She shot me in the mountain retreat. We used to be so organized I could plug it in myself. But that does not constitute an… well I hate to say it for embarrassment but for aggression.

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Cosmic burst – vodka on ice

Field notebook 3/17/09 to 9/29/09 Transcription 2

STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP

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Prepare para yourself I am back precede into the underlying cut off the I like her hair cut cut short – back. Man we don’t need to go into the cut – my like language gauge short – the cut. Mouthed poet new Holland born and died where for me I want to die in Zuric.

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I want my life to be a blind taste test. Sensory input devoid of memories models and cancer devoid of life what good are metaphors really?

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Is she a clown? She was attractive until I realized she looks like a clown but was not a clown. I don’t like clowns but that is not a good reason to dislike a person but a person who looks like a clown but does not know it, I have no respect for.

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Call me to come over and wait .now I smell bleach and loud successful men. No no not here hold my tender hold.

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Feel Alien. Must be the dishwasher smell – bleach and dissolving old food.

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“everyone needs to change the universe”

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What is it about those things that make me love someone so much I could cry.

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But what does it mean to do this? manifest destany Manafest Destany Man A Fest Dest Tany

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Look and smile. Chatter energy energy smile first 3 of 10 yes yes yes you did it body rubber boddy rub.

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Resavior constitut resavior constitution pain killers pain that is too much to fear of death no say. Say. 2 much to say in Texas. You can live outside it without being an ass about it.

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That’s is a large bottle. I need a drink from that large bottle know it is my time for a wonderful thing

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He looks like a boxer there used to be people like him in the movies. Now there are just beautiful people. But fuck I don’t care about that. I don’t care about that dullness I am exciting.

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Cat meows – off people like pigs these days old scars from beating off the devil off.

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Gentile my ass I want to drink tonight.

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rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrI just like looking at the words.

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What is genus. Did Dylan Thomas have it (trying to train myself to write in caps, spelling not yet) What a Genius.

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The witching hour – he loves heer trying 2 much fuck this DWDDDW over the hill. Name the ship. OTHER

Field notebook 3/17/09 to 9/29/09 Transcription 1

Irish Fucks, Irish Fucks, Irish Fucks, Diamonds they say – I am telling you god damn goddamn ooooooo! Split fish on the happy days, yes. Around damn Irish fucks. They want us to have a good night. Baseball cut-ups, just feel like change all – I want to drink all night I will kill time not time change From much is I – it is heavy that chain- man. I don't not know things, I am unfull. Later… be nile or go away, is a big ass me I was man just frying my classes glasses. 5:35AM just man, not hardest. all it is, is the hardest in me, time to change – set it up okay. Thing – self – the hardest the hardest. Boring got to sell yeah ya yay I will. Iis we boring? Not real, I… this (points to body) are all here just trying to make it! You think it is hard you are!! Did not feel creative today on those pills. Not da helping - ther I was th' just an'. Days stick to form, I know development. I am tired of my own shit and any time you are ready come get it.

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This is a true pint

My bottled beer does not

Cars with enemies in
I even fill it them
I am beliu
I am a bigfella's
Drivite sector is d' beliefe
I get pints!

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PINT PINT PINT
I GO WITH AN ALE IN
THE ASS
PEARL

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Ridiculous I don't get it I don't get it walking listening go? Another one boundless –trees – branches see me scattered bits of information I could have done that I could have done that distorted. Real. Stuff. Truly beautiful when the concepts are washed away awareness of it. Art devoid of context but not making context an evil. Just not faking or taking anything to seriously – some are just boring. Class room. I want the branches to touch the mountains what is that I don't get it. How much are they worth. It's okay I have seen much worse. But what about me. Judgement. Awareness. Art is nothing. Just more stuff. Boundless stuff.

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French Modernism
Matisse + Cezanne = genitals?

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BREAD
2 cups H2O 110°F (~I cup per loaf)
(add)
2 ts yeast
1ts sugar
2ts salt
(optional: add egg here)
Whisk it
Then add flower until you get consistency of heavy cream
Change tools – whisk to spoon
Add flower with spoon
Continue till hard to mix
Let sit (cover with damp dish rag) 1hr – (until) spongy (yeast growing)
Before it falls stir it down
Start adding flower again until it looks like it is done (kneadable)
Then knead – 10min
Cover in oil
Let rise – proof it – should hold fingerprint – either shape it into a loaf or pound it down and let rise half way – make loaf
Bake 350 30to40min
Done – tap bottom of loaf should sound hollow.
(it tid-bits (oaks, caraway, raisins, other dried fruit, nuts, seeds and so on…) are wanted add while whisking)

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Do you know what is know?

Do you know that which is known?

Make a list somewhere. Of these specific upstream ratio of radio

You are my shining example of what could have happened.

Boosting the Virtue of Boredom

I like to read about people doing drugs

I like to read about crazy people, people with schizophrenia and manic-depression

I like to read about ---------------------- and ----------------------

I like to read about people eating other people

I like to read about murders

I like to read about speedball overdoses

They are all popular, I don’t like doing coke or killing or tripping or cannibalism, but I wish I did so I could be popular, I need to be told I am valuable.

Is there transcendence in decadence?

no

Beauty

Beauty

Loveliness

Good Looks

Prettiness

Attractiveness

Charisma

Charm

Attraction

Magnetism

Pull

Drag

Haul

Tow

Lug

Heave

Raise

Hoist

Lift

Raise Up

Pick Up

Spontaneous

Impulsive

Impetuous

Rash

Hasty

Thoughtless

Inconsiderate

Selfish

Self-Centered

Egotistical

Narcissistic

Vain

Faith

Faith

Confidence

Self-Assurance

Self-Confidence

Self-Possession

Control

Rule

Manipulate

Influence

Dominate

Oppress

Tyrannize

Repress

Subjugate

Conquer

Overthrow

Defeat

Vanquish

Annihilate

Wipe Out

Destroy

Water-River

Water

Wet

Damp

Soggy

Saturated

Inundated

Swamped

Busy

Hectic

Frantic

Frenzied

Furious

Enraged

Angry

Irritated

Aggravated

Provoked

Motivated

Forced

Compulsory

Required

Necessary

Essential

Vital

Very Important

Crucial

Urgent

Burning

Ablaze

On Fire

Enthusiastic

Excited

Eager

Keen

Fanatical

Eager

Ready

Prepared

Set

Put

Place

Rest

Relax

Unwind

Wind Down

Unwind

Let Everything Go

Calm Down

Soothe

Pacify

Appease

Mollify

Placate

Conciliate

Make Peace

Stop Fighting

Bury The Hatchet

Resolve Your Differences

Kiss And Make Up

Make Peace

Make Up

Structure

Configuration

Design

Plan

Diagram

Illustration

Figure

Shape

Form

Appearance

Emergence

Coming Out

Materialization

Manifestation

Demonstration

Expression

Representation

Depiction

Portrayal

Exposé

Rendering

Interpretation

Symbol

Pictogram

Icon

Star

Idol

Vip

Luminary

Achiever

Go-Getter

Self-Starter

Live Wire

Extrovert

Activist

Campaigner

Crusader

Guardian

Protector

Sovereign

Supreme Ruler

Monarch

Leader

Guide

Control

Rule

Run

Stream

River

TV Cut-up 1

Domestic snake dinners

God does not believe in oily asians

Wavo Del Toro

Wavo Del Toro

money was hard to cme by. We were poor

we were needy we were dead

we cut it open after we found what remained of who she was.

The insides spilled out

I NEED all of this

Feel high -More to spare now - 3D dimensions

I want her. I want her to see every inch of myself

I want to cry with her

I want to shit with her

I want to be sick with her

I want to tell her the truth

I want her to be close to me

I NEED all of this

dark - her eggs - it was funny

I didn't want to read what I wrote

all these years ago. What. who was it?

Its all right I don't have to read it

Listen a thunder storm is coming or it that a car?

Nekeraghwa

Nekeraghwa

Dark secret of the self

The Nekeraghwa Nights!

Zee Stomack all the parts stuffed into the intestines

chopped face into the dinner plate

the the home made hair is thrown into the lake

native grasses surrounding

Observations #21

The folds in the blanket are accentuated by the dim lights from outside my window

leaving is the answer

leave

go away

move

turn

alter

modify

transform

renovate

repair

put back together

reconstruct

reform

development

maturity

age

time

instance

example

model

paradigm

archetype

original

innovative

pioneering

revolutionary

rebellious

disobedient

insubordinate

mutinous

defiant

insolent

rude

impolite

bad-mannered

coarse

vulgar

tasteless

insipid

dull

lifeless

unresponsive

unfeeling

cruel

brutal

evil

atrocious

vicious

vile

abominable

terrible

grave

serious

important

significant

major

main

key

solution

answer

Insect

Insect

Bug

Creepy-Crawly

Pest

Nuisance

Irritation

Annoyance

Infuriation

Exasperation

Frustration

Aggravation

Provocation

Irritant

Pain

Ache

Throbbing

Sore

Tender

Loving

Affectionate

Demonstrative’

Warm

Kind

Caring

Thoughtful

Considerate

Understanding

Sympathetic

Concerned

Worried

Anxious

Edgy

On Edge

Jumpy

Tense

Overwrought

Stressed

Harassed

Hurried

Quick

Rapid

Fast

Speedy

Immediate

Instant

Instantaneous

Direct

Straight

As The Crow Flies

Nonstop

Hysterically

Uncontrollably

Wildly

Violently

Aggressively

Forcefully

Vehemently

Fervently

Passionately

Avidly

Keenly

Eagerly

Enthusiastically

Excitedly

Hungrily

Impatiently

Intolerantly

Edgily

Irritation

Nuisance

Pest

Creepy-Crawly

Bug

Insect