January 2012
4 posts
“The most effective way to restrict democracy is to transfer decision-making from...”
– Noam Chomsky
All the worst judges. Slick pocket comb grooved. One wants to be the next elvis. The others a representive of the 12o clock news. Waiting for the opportunity, to be broadcast straight to your tube. They know *
They really know *
But they think their heads will fit into a groove, or we’re never gonna loose. Bring the timely broadcast news. Or ya scared cuz ya know love can’t loose
mazes>mazes>mazes>maize
chapter one
Maybe one day they will meet. Meet like gritty words swapped to change the course on sandy beaches. Sandy with bread crumbs waiting for the tide to change twice right back to how it already is. On this beach with a bottle of soda but never a can. The top twists right off instead of pried with the fingers of his hand. It takes the coating right off his teeth so he zips his jacket a...
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December 2011
50 posts
culture hit a road in the road it’s not a blunt eating utensil if you stay where you please you can always get their through the trees gravel plastic brings boring around to sneeze your ipod is a this year clam resolved to be returned to the sea and if it comes back and is to stay intact it better bring something new to the mix
babies cry when they’re born because they realize they’re back here. they cry harder the more they’ve remembered the scope of the human situation. if i ever go out before i finish what ive started imgonna cry fucking loud. look for me then, whose ever in charge
i think the habit of waste starts really young. like leaving glasses of water around. i think when we’re really young and accept waste and revel in it it’s from a slight insecurity of all this luxury and intuition things aren’t as right nor as sturdy as they seem. like leaving glasses of water around. to be discarded quickly incase they suddenly go bad and become no...
why would you want to be involved in sometin?
in a world dramaticly different, what would we sing about? what would we talk about? i don’t know that would take a little while for a good while we’d sing about what it’s like doing it
this text is stored in a foreign slum and can best be accessed and selected by touch screen between the hours of 5am and 2am, tied to the waste of a hungry father
Roofs and Walls and Floors and Halls. Areas to...
There are few shackles around feet. Our bondage is mental. Our physical turmoil is over a hill and for a lot of people, of questionable urgency. Still, with all the flat land of every major epicenter of our way of life paved over and owned by corporations and realestate tycoons, we are marched farther up that hill day after day. The slope we grow a tolerance to. The other side we never can know....
black eyes - scrapes and scratches
the video store on the other side of the statue of liberty the parrot did something to me. i tried to swim there cuz i think i’m scared of reruns. choose one, an always right is a blue one
last i saw you we were tablubing in a gym for an ocean i was too scared to go in. building sandcastles but i just wanted to give them moats. it’s teaming with life so i shut my laptop to give the plankton their favorite kind of light
should i still sleep with my socks on my dreams? could have stowed away the frog in the salad. in the back of the backpack. i guess you had to take a plane to escape four corner shoddy architecture. there’s plates of dirt cake yet. but without the worms i had to go to the mini mart. gummy and celuose too. you had flown before the eggs rained down and spawned our super soaker defense. some...
swinging around a street sign after the place with the prettiest rocks
lemon peel on my mouth, shaking my head like no. i dot two t’s over the i
if the letters grew how they sprouted we would...
so you got control of the page a bunch of people see a cornerstone on every block and all they got to say is ‘what you got’ but you still got control of the page, accused in this non acusatory way, the charts have all come out to play
the past never happened yeah but i experienced some pretty fucked up shit yeah, when?
i’ve stepped on to the island. i’ve steped back on the shore. i’m going back to the island. hopefully i’ll stay there more. manufacture words on the island. in a cloud in sky way.
faraquet - parakeet
flower pot smoker with a new improved lid closed it on my fingers but i had the bestest gloves turning steam into ice cubes no you can’t molecules don’t go there put a drink in the last scene and live it in the credits
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alarm clocks - nah we need to manufacture mini apocalypses to wake up a hammer to the sound waves breakfast is a bonfire a diet of some sparklers to light some sandy eyes
oh no, the fruit on the tree became just another consumer object oh no, or was it a bush how can we make 500 more of them? oh oh that’s what i call progress
when please sounds like police homegrown alternatives to rubber cement hearth oven stones for the paths to get to our stores and homes found a great big floating boat it was just four sides and flat with no height slowly drifting down the river not raised an inch from the floor platform everybody had already made themselves at home so we docked at home and picked up all the tiles caked up the...
there isn’t a right wing or left wing slant in the media. just a governmental slant. to keep you from seeing past that whichever side you support. you do it half heartedly though you think the other side’s 200% there.
over there, somewhere, someone got it
chapter twenty
I was walking through the tall grass. I saw five all lined up desks. Backs against the city skyline. Fronts by wirlwind den. They said ‘Why you, hey you there, pissing?’ They were the coolest gang. ‘Scale of one to ten! One to ten!’ they shouted. I just about upped and ran. Was that from the weird place that collects assorted toxic barreled pollutions? What was once sea...
A system with two different parties so it can have two different modes. So policy which is internally after the same ends can take on another spin to appease a different segment of the divided populace. So the travesties of government and power can be blamed on the other guys. When an election happens it’s an opportunity to attack issues in a blatant way that may have been previously attacked on...
all you can eat butteflies stamping their feet for a quicker seat only had to be the person i’m being that was the bare minimum to get me to the point to fly beyond spot light lit by bounce board nature green to find another heap and make another seat and have another thought on how to be what ought a saunter passed the thought these jobs make what we aren’t these pillows are all...
what if the sun was an attendee who could go away if things got too messy and work on another project? what if he went to saturn how would you feel? fucking cold. just in case i say we give it more reasons to stay
A major barrier to consideration and then entry for a new world is the idea of ‘giving up’ the ability to have a personal car.
The first communities will no doubt very rarely use cars. Everything will be local. there’d be no reason to. The network coops you tend to go to and hang at would tend to be local, as people with similar interests and needs would tend to group together. Digital...
There were no more color binders Tucked away on a shelf And screwed into a cabinet
There were long members only words On page after page Clipped into a ring
There were long and flowery promises Separated by empty spaces To be read to someone leaning
I’ll have no writer readings Draw pictures on the woodwork And move to another room
When in another room I’ll tear paper diagonal and however And put...
revolutions are action movies. they are fake....
The association of violence with revolution is directly related to a false start of society moving forward, created by a large desire, but lack of coherent ideas and means for a better way. The association and prevalence of politics in revolution has the ability to override that violent tendency but also leaves us in a state that has merely switched wallpapers and a chair that has switched asses....
the mtn
The battle of the enthused and passionate to distill imagery that brings the existence of options to defuse the pseudo healthy, plastic zen, in the moment living that results from a culture of infinite options and minimal substance. The task of bringing the future to the in the moment. To harness the ‘this is just how it is’ to go with the dreams and the dreams to go with the...
