Ingestion Occurs

Ingestion Occurs

Saturday,
April 14, 2012

3:00 AM

4/22/2012 2:24 PM

It happened again 3x
the half dose,

It’s always been
about who’s laughing the most.

Worrying about the
obvious can’t untackle honesty

I’ve got super
hearing again.

Hardly listening.

Can you hear when
the gears switch,

When the trains
hitched,

Now the landscape
fades swift,

I’m a little stiff,

Excuse the way I
formulate my thoughts,

I’m in commune ok?

The days are like a
dozen dainty eggs,

I’d have to eat a
generation of cornish game hens

To satisfy my hunger
for the bigger bird,

Winged libertine.

Hovering for the
fresh kinetic

Over which I dream
the atmosphere

Its getting hot in

Never one to
disappoint the prescribed ointment didn’t work

I’m calling in the
government the underbrush is burning bad

The dessert suns a
passing fad, the cactus night is justice derailed

I crush other
unfortunate actualities at the sight of me,

Parallel personages
looking like me like the second I quit

Its not about
survival, in the wild

I’m an idle often un
set anchor

I wise the dread of
scattered ashes not toked infinite

I blemish on the
hollow point, I’m torn like us asunder under everything,

And when the
difference of the distance ain’t a negative it’s a reasoning

Blink bitter bricks

Building a wall,

 stone , stone , stone , stone , stone , stone.

Better Battering
Rams than you have tried.

I don’t want to
barricade but I am attracted to the conquest.

Do not others also
contract death.

Hired.

Fired.

I toast to you and
interject.

I’m suffering for
passion then.

Won’t get
comfortable contorting for the captain.

Donned a cap and
called others to action.

I could echo out his
hollow heart

Just by asking for a
worst intentioned best attempt at empathy.

Excuse me while I
prime the oven then.

Roasting crow, I
wanted eagle.

Preying on the
predator of a chicken hawk.

Just remember who
makes the bodies pile up and to

Pay that person.

Homage.

Or he’ll burn your
favorite house down.

I ice skates better
dressed for intense action.

Skittering along
like the toll ain’t fare.

It’s your damn dime
Jim, spend it where you wish.

Always been a past
time of mine,

I, scared of my own
freedom embrace it weakly.

Until the tiger
can’t spot his stripes does he think he blends in.

Puree, I’m sipping
leopard custard.

I’m rattling sabre’s
bones, the skeletons of warriors, still dead,

Simply failed to
elaborate.

The Master, the
Student.

The master knows
that the question has a student.

“Please
Ask”. Offers the master.

Why am I not
performing? The student asked the master.

The Master began to
answer:

You are too busy,
‘asking masters why?’.

The thoughts that
wander through your heads are not yours.

Its is you that is
theirs.

In that who is
what’s anything.

The questions are
pieces of your architecture, ask them to trigger their response.  

The Master concluded
answering.

Is it a failure of
computers that they need their keyboards vacuumed, or of humans?

Thoughts that
trigger the singularity.

4/22/2012 5:14 PM

The Root of
Bi-Polarity.

Constantly trying
to:——————————————Loop

 

organize my
thoughts for productivity.

And

dis-organize my
thoughts for creativity.

——————————————————————UnLoop

There is a
terminating condition. I will loop until I reach it.

Limit of Reality.

You never know what
scope your program is running in.

 

 

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