And God said, in Latin, broadcast live from above Satan’s lair, situated, precisely and according to worldwide big brother goo goo radio Gaga – it’s gonna save your life but it’s gonna hurt – the amount of space occupied by a three-dimensional object as measured in units (such as quarts or liters) or capacity, or theContinue reading “The mass”
The self is not itself
A square or perhaps rounded depression on a planet or the moon. Or maybe just a plateau in your head. Nous, peuple des États-Unis, afin de former une Union plus parfaite, d’établir la justice, d’assurer la tranquillité intérieure, d’assurer la défense commune, [note 1] de promouvoir le bien-être général et d’obtenir les bénédictions de laContinue reading “In the solar system or elsewhere”
a dynamic that can raise or lower the energy in a room. If they begin every sentence with a negative message and then try to diffuse it somewhat, it is likely that negativity prevails in their life and carries over into work.
Even for adoptees who were placed as newborns, this can create adult adoptee issues that leave them with a sense of grief and loss toward their adoption, often mixed with joy at being placed with their adoptive family and sometimes even guilt that they feel sad about missing their birth family.
Exhaustive data is usually too large or of little use to process and becomes ‘transient’ or thrown away.
Marlin Rand woke up, asleep, a dream within a living nightmare. You like to daydream, huhn? Head lost in the clouds. Are you listening? Listening not hearing. The world retracts into a distance illuminated by your reflection, the sun shaft reaching that taillight, sending shards of red through the blinds. Why do we call thenContinue reading “Moral Prejudices”
I have decided to write the gray American novella, where nothing is great just chalky grey like the Greys pasty anatomy of conspiracy theories where secret service reptilian half-breeds are always British. Meanwhile, the natives are restless and a stretch of doom creeps, breathless. Jagged ex-whys and all the imagination in dream land won’t fixContinue reading “Find the sinkhole”
Today 6.4 earthquake rattled the spur of land stretching between Death Valley and downtown where dreams are dashed. And here I sweat on the screen porch taking in the endless human hums from the park nearby–oh how to scream like a child swimming in summer! – the whippoorwill, the engines passing by the old folks,Continue reading “Fourth”
The system is based upon ten (originally nine) glyphs. The symbols (glyphs) used to represent the system are in principle independent of the system itself. The glyphs in actual use are descended from Brahmi numerals and have split into various typographical variants since the Middle Ages. Etymology theintercept.com/2019/06/22/cbp-border-searches-journalists/ That much I expected. But then a third officer, whose nameContinue reading “Villa Real”
she strained to listen or was it simply to hear An amalgamation of loss HERE, we found nothing The player sits ugly Waiting the ship comes in Lady Magdalene Cartoon imposters Hold sway The amount of coin changing hands with open air moniker abides as He teetered above before landing at her feet. The marketplaceContinue reading “TV I.V.”
No, no, let me guess?! What? (*mouth full) ah Let me guess what you’re going to say next! Why? I would let you predict, manipulate, disclose the expression of anywhere from 12,000 to 60,000 thoughts per day… Literary tomes Yeah coz you only have 37,000 “thoughts” which IS NOTHING! An irrevocable negative bias We have anywhereContinue reading “Predictive Discourse”
“we can’t contain black holes, and they’d probably destroy us if we tried….”
We try anyway.
—reality’ is nothing more than our dreams turned into banalities.
It’s not evergreen but unraveling Yet unrevealing riveting without being rampageous Frame load interrupted Or Ephemeralization that’s everything with nothing You know, she said Today or every day
The human brain is the final Frontier. The behavior collected by machinations now is bafflingly pervasive. It happened so fast, our collective heads: spinning. And yet, we are still, more or less, just spinning with our planet to create the existance of time. The control and the variable abide. The crap shoot. The root ofContinue reading “The Traveling Twin”
It’s been a prevalent notion. Fallen sparks. Fragments of vessels broken at the Creation. And someday, somehow, before the end, a gathering back to home. A messenger from the Kingdom, arriving at the last moment. But I tell you there is no such message, no such home — only the millions of last moments .Continue reading “Millions of last moments”
my mom, she vacuumed everyday. Danchi- I don’t even think she had one…