Quietly Enjoy

A truck and a dumpling meet in the road…Not aware of each...

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 18:28:38 -0400

A truck and a dumpling meet in the road…

Not aware of each other, yet having so much in common.

(did the universe tell you teach or tell you to learn? and is there a difference between something the universe tells you to do and something you tell yourself to do? are you the whole universe and if so, can you wait five minutes or is that a pointless question?)

(double-down… the moon speaks in the language of rhythm

and that is what’s missing from my leben.)

Real Mario is sitting on your couch.

Wed, 14 May 2008 21:23:08 -0400

Real Mario is sitting on your couch.

Company Song I started humming this today on the subway. It...

Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:26:21 -0400

Company Song

I started humming this today on the subway. It made me think that everything in the universe is in the exact right place. Or, the idea of something being right or wrong is an unnecessary concept, because it is the way it is… There is a view beyond the dichotomizing ways of ‘hue’mans, where both right and left are the same direction.

jerseyband shows approach

Thu, 03 Apr 2008 20:01:00 -0400

jerseyband shows approach

under-body long-john

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 07:54:21 -0400

Were it tuby told we’d undo whatever progress we’d let by in the restrictive cabin of night-whistles.

balancing act!, say mister not-now and the jargona policia.

a bird on a wire can’t reach the worm,

but a worm on a wire can reach the stars. (via delicate stretch)

clap if you dig wolves (wood juice)

Thu, 27 Mar 2008 21:00:26 -0400

A shewolf approaches the deck of a ship. Then, suddenly, it undoes what we but now it isn’t there. What do we do? Do we do? We do?

One month later, the captain told us that he knew the time what Dostoevsky really by the underground man. Who would? me?

child

Wed, 26 Mar 2008 23:55:20 -0400

arresting the future of dancing alone. I probably won’t realize it when it happens. But then, I didn’t, so when it came I was already inside which was every side. Wondering.

terrific bump?

What’s your dirty habit?

Wed, 26 Mar 2008 13:47:38 -0400

What’s your dirty habit?

today, I waited 100 years for a bagel.(100 years for a bagel...

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 15:13:31 -0400

today, I waited 100 years for a bagel.

(100 years for a bagel with cream cheese)

"What if the hokey pokey really is what it’s all about?"

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 11:46:49 -0400

“What if the hokey pokey really is what it’s all about?”

- anon. (billboard)

nevermind the horn

Sun, 09 Mar 2008 19:09:59 -0400

a sweet sweet mustard lobbed at my back.

Humans need filters.

Sun, 09 Mar 2008 13:57:00 -0400

When all the geeks and media junkies realize that no one really cares about their Twitters, they might have a hard time remembering what a real human interaction feels like. The perception that technologies (specifically social media - mobile devices, email, web, etc.) bring people together is a farce. Ironically, this is not the fault of the technology itself but the fault of the users who ignore the need to filter what they spit out into the world.

In other words, please stop throwing up on me.

Consider a simple point. If you were to toss out your mobile phone, laptop, email accounts and web ids tomorrow, you would invariably spend much more time with the people you love. Why? Because when you switch off the deluge of crap in your life, you become acutely aware of the space and need for meaningful interactions.

universicle additive

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 21:09:44 -0500

the glad-hounds are near…

To he who betrays the requisite,

right light be given and were it not mountains quake with us,

not for this, unspoken, as we engage future-shape.

A touch of haze to accomplish a power-landing, say

how more than enough butter for the biscuit,

or, in words like yours, could this ever actually end?

(let back in the loping tryst)

I’m sorry but it shan’t be.

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 19:46:33 -0500

I’m sorry but it shan’t be.

Unscrew America

Mon, 11 Feb 2008 21:09:48 -0500

Unscrew America: Because if we all swap our old light bulbs for energy-efficient CFLs and LEDs, ridiculously good things will happen.

a poem

Fri, 08 Feb 2008 19:53:23 -0500

why wood is westbound…

(a doctor could never… underneath… without your blunt finding)

mousing trape with neither…. here without cow-lin.

But without cow-lin, she took candles.

she took candles and, lighting the world, was light itself.

Yes We Can

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 19:57:13 -0500

Yes We Can

Grumble

Sun, 03 Feb 2008 22:47:01 -0500

How could money ever mean enough?

Wood-Rattlers and Gumbo-Transplants hog onward. Meanwhile, a bun is never-ever in the oven.

The ON/OFF shwish

Wed, 30 Jan 2008 16:57:25 -0500

Type A is when children are involved. Scary children with power-soaked memory and untarnished.

Type B is when there is mythology surrounding the monster. Vampires, werewolves, aliens we know about things. About every movie presents but variations. About but mostly the same.

Type C is when it is somehow the fault of man. This time to include type A and B. Some attempt to demonstrate that perhaps or the same with zombies. or perhaps which reveals that it actually is.

Type D however the one that nobody the unexplainable. the unknown. the horrific beast that destroys with no no no until on and on we crumble.

pooch saucery in three parts

Tue, 29 Jan 2008 00:07:30 -0500

If ever the weather was a band-aid not noose,

joy-handlers would cross-dress core values with electricity,

and regenbogen daydreamers would go-go to lose the trench.

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You there, within and without such esoteric noise-wafers,

I’m mouth-speaking and their hears are loudly shut-downs.

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Would shed bundle be worth more if a stress-related sinker was applied?

shoulder the load and sit without sound.