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Sweat marched on his brow, to pillage his composure and burn his eyes.

The hairs of his mustache spun themselves onto his lips, dancing their 8-legs when he dared to be silent.

Frost builds on the unheated glass, clear but now hard to see through.

Rare are her smiles, so he collects and tags them to be recalled later, when time permits and he’s alone again.

She loosened her fingers from her palm, hoping he’d make use of them sooner/now and not when they’ve tensed again.

He forgets the weight of words on shoulders bearing the stress of being his wife.

They wash their towels after wading in the mold of their shower.

Children ask, “why?,” to better understand; adults state why to avoid having to understand.

The endless, “why?,” should always be used to help understand every situation. Dig in; don’t walk away.

Adults tend to skip the why’s. (Homophone on purpose.)

I work backwards so I can know how to get where I already am.

Life is easier when you show your work; otherwise, people seem to think you’re a simpleton with epiphanies.

Always dry your hands before you start drying dishes. This logic can be used for anything else you may be doing.

I now prefer, “make sure your hands aren’t wet before drying the dishes.” Less redundancy, more imagery.

They’re usually the smartest one in the room, unless they catch themself in the mirror.

Push, pull, remain.

She has complete control only inside her house; otherwise, she lashes at everyone.

We’re all puppies. Not weeds in a garden.

If you weren’t a baby, I might call you a name.

She talks with her whole mouth.

To the blind reader, what’s written means what they’re told.

They breathe with their teeth. A real teeth-breather.

He finds time to whine. He berates to settle into himself.

Quotes Seven

Everyone is a story, waiting to unravel for you.

All of life can be summed up in the words written about a cup of melting ice and the remnants of a drink.

A woman cares most about her extremities, where she is furthest from herself and closest to who she wants to be.

A man worries most about their stature, what is natural or gained/lost and matters least when all alone.

Success is collaborative, though recognition usually falls on a single set of shoulders—not the tallest or strongest, but the most talkative.

We often look past the execution to the role being executed. If we appreciate the execution performed by others, we learn from them, absorbing tidbits of their story to make our own more vibrant. Even the most disgruntled should execute with aplomb, daring another to question their performance and the results brought through determination; a new role awaits us all if we remain professional, regardless of the task.

Your words fill volumes, but my thoughts can only fill a page.

They’re the type to mention they stayed somewhere exotic for 2 weeks, withholding that it took 4 years.

“We,” when one.

We poets are just screaming babes with no other means to emote; few of us learn to talk, and far fewer learn to form coherent sentences.

The hardest part of our lives, waking up, is also the most rewarding.

A song can come from anyone who cares to sing.

Human languages are funny, right? We have to use so many sounds and symbols to express a desire for survival. [This desire includes surviving with others, which, in turn, increases our chances for survival.]

Coupling is replacing one’s blanket with another person.

Some hold fast this thought of being above emotion, knowing not that being dispassionate merely increases the likelihood of being met with emotion. Some hold fast this thought of needing emotion, knowing not that being emotional merely increases the likelihood of being met with dispassionateness. Between both somes lives empathy, waiting, like a crossing guard, to solve for situations before they happen.

Wordiness is next to boring, where all writers dear not tread, ‘less their readers know the perils.

Forgetting isn’t a problem, so long as I remember where I am.

Performance is less tied to cause than purpose.

“Motivation,” resonates as a reason to move, though was first the reason for standing still.

Part of taking the high ground is leaving the low ground.

There are they who are blessed by fortune, and they who are fortunate to be blessed; always remember: both are blessed.

From faucet flows flattened flame, clear on skin, burning all the same.

We fall to see which way is up.

Wind brings movement of seed, soil, sand, leaf, and temperatures, sure, but wind wraps around, pushing, and we, silly billions, always try to fight back.

Do we really know our experiences? How sad to know only our recollection, when angles matter more than occurrences; something can happen once, but be known an untold number of ways.

So, we’re here; where else could we be?

See yourself, but know everyone else.

Always gain another’s view. Being well-rounded isn’t just about knowing everything, but knowing how others view everything, too.

What he says makes more sense than what is heard.

In the most hostile environment, become comfortable. Relieving yourself of anxiety and fear make you more capable of handling reality, which is often less hostile than perceived.

More exists in me than expressions can show. For that reason, I must use subtleties and gestures as well.

I am not slow, nor is an artist quite inefficient. If you wish to see/hear/read the outcomes, enjoy the strokes and the lulls.

Life is one of few who can fool you into acceptance and rebellion, without letting you know in which you have fallen.

Pride is a mighty beast who cowers not at Belief.

If there is no new content, create. All we ever do is consume that which we have not created, giving rise to a need to create our own, that which is new. This is why we prosper so: we desire all we do not know, have not experienced, do not yet have; we desire completion, a feeling of being whole through absorption of life.

​”Power,” this idea that someone has control over another, is completely imaginary. The only control one has is based solely on another’s decision to obey.

A situation is always scarier than a scenario.

Some people are bulldozers, some people are steamrollers. Some people can push through anything, and some people seem tough, but they need everything laid out all nice & even.

When you smile, the world stops to witness your happiness. Always smile, so the world is always stopped for you.

“I once was dumb, and find myself flashing back every so often,” says anyone not realistic about their limitations.

Honesty is helpful to one’s self, but honesty through eloquence is helpful to everyone.

Happiness is a rudder, of which we know little its mechanisms and much its foils.

The worst feeling is knowing I’ve changed someone’s outlook on life or me, without meaning to. I detest being thought of, let alone negatively.

Given the flower or the seed, always remember: one is dying, while the other has yet a chance to live.

Remember your constraints; they are not meant solely to keep you, but to carry you as well.

Memory is a muscle, and sleep is protein.

Being still is a means of control; remember, when you feel as though everything is out of control, you can always control yourself. Often, after gaining control of yourself, others fall in line accordingly.

Be great at everything you take time to do. Never settle for being okay; being okay is leaving knowledge on the table, and handing the check to someone else when you have more than enough of an ability to foot the bill.

Be great. Just try it for a while, and you won’t want to be anything else.

I will fight so long as there is a clear goal; otherwise, I would be flailing, which is far too close to another type of -ailing to know a difference.

I’m glad autocorrected, “words,” are not recorded, or you would no doubt think less of me.

I despise misspelling a single word, and will take time from writing to discern the correct spelling. Yes, this sucks for stream of consciousness, but I avoid Worry, a much stronger force than Theme or Subject or Passion to me. Labelled OCD, it’s really a pursuit of perfection, for whatever that’s worth or however subjective its realities. Being honest with myself, Passion for perfection is the same as Passion for writing, and so long as Passion is used, no other purpose matters.

If I could describe [Candi &] my sleeping habits using only a comparison to another species, I would point toward Dryococelus australis’.

Acceptance grants the acceptor unlimited insight into existence. However strong one’s beliefs or ideals, acceptance can broaden that strength by merely stretching to encompass more. Acceptance is assimilation of all observances and thoughts into one’s life. If even to dispel another’s views, accepting acknowledges those views and allows the acceptor to objectively move on from them. Fighting what exists, even if only in another’s thoughts, is fighting fantasy. Acceptance is not accepting existence, but is accepting there are other views of existence; even if another’s lens needs cleaning, acceptance allows us to be tolerant, and tolerance allows for clarity of thought, the most highest achievement of humanity.

In Greece, she would be as a goddess; here, she is a cunt.

It seems marriage is the only thing, once broken, which is no longer appreciated for its prior state.

It’s better to be far behind than fed up. – Mike Goodman says this sucks as a quote.

My goal in life is to ruffle as few feathers as possible, because all they do is dirty the water. [ruffle is not the same as pull, so this doesn’t really work]

Life is a series of choices to interact, or not.

Drinking is a form of relaxation, like dying is a form of sleeping.

Living in the present is not the same as forgetting the past.

Antagonists are as important as the protagonists, just as space is as important as the stars.

Leaving is never as hard as apologizing for having done so.

“Lonely,” is not the right word; “solitary,” is.

I try hard to be as silent as possible; I write instead. This has caused my verbal communication skills to diminish (as though I ever had them). Self-degradation is my defense mechanism, and I often depend on it to make others feel better about having hurt me, even professionally. Never be who you want to be; be who you need to be to be who you want to be. “To be,” or not, but know you are always being [something].

Listen to be heard.

Breaking is an excuse to fix.

Listening is the sincerest form of respect; it is a direct reflection of the time one puts into another.

Memory is the bottle of creativity.

Love from our feline friends gives happiness with a side of humility.

Look to always be better; you know, so you can become Prime ‘n’ shit.

Going and going, the mover never knows to stop.

“Always ask yourself, ‘what’s the worst that could happen?,'” was my Mom’s way of breaking my anxiety, so I could fix it with logical discernment.

I write as a form of expression. All expression is invaluable, as is all interpretation.

Dying is having known inhaling and exhaling, and being unable to do either.

Anger defines us. I would rather be without definition, though such shapes rarely keep it together. Can I say, then, that anger both gives us definition and destroys us, eventually, if we attempt to remain undefined?

I am more critical of my mistakes than thankful for my successes. Does this make me ungrateful of my gifts, or wanting of more? No. I am critical so I can strengthen my gifts, and pass them on to our children.

Lineage is the path one’s successes should take, with failures as signs along the way.

Failure is life’s way of showing you how much success should be desired.

Relativity is scaled.

I regret my previous lack of effort.

… like caribou in Malibu,
And I’m a big game hunter
With a finger on the trigger
And 4 more on the butt

“He’d be twice as smart if he talked half as much.” – My Dad

Lose to know what winning feels like? Sure, I’ll die to live now, too.

We can adapt to [any situation], but decide to make excuses for any situation. We call this, “being human,” but I call this, “bothering to be bad.”

Love is everyday. Portraying a bond as unattainable, except through a miracle, belies the work and patience put into love. Love is like the river and the stones: worn into one another, they are just as beautiful together as when they first met.

Jealousy is an afflicting notion that something will happen which leaves one at a disadvantage to another.

I miss losing my balance and floating into a crash; this is not a call for help, but a way to remember what was and is no more.

We foolish billions.
While light-boned feather-heads fly,
We crawl, silently, leveling to rebuild
What was beyond our reach– still.

A mark of a fool is claiming to be first after observing only their self; a mark of the intelligent is to wonder what is next.

Continuing a thought by building upon it can be both required and abandoned, often at the same time.

Sorrow, from despair, is borrowed, to be returned tomorrow.

Sorrow borrowed is sorrow lost; sorrow kept is sorrow wept.

They who fault someone for their minor mistakes may, themselves, be faulted for missing their attainment.

One important role of growing older is looking upon those who have yet to, the little ones, and giving generic insights to life. The generalities should give both an omen and a lesson, while leaving no room for labels or assumptions.

Who are we if we cannot be so in public as in private?

Regarding dreams: When we are awoken to realities outside our own creativity, we are allowed to live a little and, graciously, fall back to dreaming when tired of doing so.

The gift of amnesia is not caring what’s new and old, only what sounds right.

This is A conversation, so B out.

The only room in their house not dusty is the kitchen.

Repetition breeds confidence in the ability to perform. Performing is just that: a performance. No one should be judged by one alone.

Enthusiasm is a contagion and a repellant; be mindful of both, but know there is more. There is always more; from the jealous, the downtrodden, the irked, be mindful so you may be a compromise of your own compassion, but only outwardly. Never let another remove or reduce your own, inner enthusiasm.

Life is more than you, but relies entirely on your perceptions of what else is out there. [12/3/12p]

We are fragile, yes? But, so strong. [12/3/12p]

Eyes are not just a window; eyes are a mirror. Maybe that’s when you know love: when the eyes of your lover mirror you. Not to be confused with an emptiness you wish to be filled. [12/3/12p]

Or, cake. [12/3/12p]

Color adds so much to any experience. I remember more the shades than the words. Or, is that a sign of a bad memory? [12/3/12p]

If hashtags could be used in all forms of writing, would they just be annoying footnotes? [12/3/12p]

Adding timestamps for relevancy’s sake. [12/3/12p]

My stomach sounds like an assortment of angry mammals discussing politics around a water cooler. [12/3/12p]

(Movie) idea: Couple, about to have first child, asked by doctor who they want child to imitate. Confused, couple ask why, to which doctor responds that all babies are imitations of previous people. Unaware, couple start questioning who they imitate, with parents sworn to never tell. End with parents choosing child to imitate themselves. Skip ahead to child going through same scenario with spouse. [12/3/12p]

Get tools in the hands of artists and let them play. A partial beauty of artistry is witnessing the creation of what we otherwise would not see. Some label this, “unique,” but I unequivocally dub this, “weird,” with a smile. [12/6/12n]

Emotion is fine; response should always be measured before being applied. [12/13/12p]

The darker a night, the more anonymous our actions feel. Disconnection is as much a driver as passion, though having much less a concern with the outcome. [12/13/12p]

A great person once spoke, and is not that enough to believe another will as well? [12/13/12p]

Reviewing how you handle trite phrases spotlights your conditioned responses to stimuli and, in time, brings about creativity as would seeing a forest of trees, when walking, and believing one could walk further only by clearing a path. What I’m trying to say is we depend so much on our exposures to others’ interpretations, and that is not a terrible dependence to have if we decide to maneuver within and around those interpretations, rather than, as we inevitably do, pretending they existed only for someone else to express. [12/13/12p]

Time and perception. Time and perception. If we were to question one, we would have so much more of the other. [12/13/12p] – do not be bitter or spiteful or become what others believe you are; also, relativity is beautiful in nature’s clockwork chaos. So much happens between recognition and reaction, but scale is in the way of our understanding. Sad, really. [12/13/12p]

Easier to be fresh than refreshing, but only one never becomes, “old.” [12/15/12p]

Trying is being who you are told will accomplish what is wanted. Doing is putting your head down and accomplishing each step which takes you further; doing is laying out the deck and going card by card to find whichever ones give you the best hand to win. [12/21/12p]

People do not, “like,” him; they merely appreciate his better moments. [12/22/12p]

The more you say it, the better you’ll be at saying it. [12/24/12p] – to Candi, as she tells me a situation again and worries about repeating herself

When one person is the center of attention, everyone else has their backs exposed. [12/24/12p]

Love is knowing someone else knows without having to know. [12/27/12p]

I’m the type to be prepared for anything, but never asked to go along. And, I’m okay with that, so long as I can pass on that knowledge of preparedness to our offspring, whom I will invite everywhere. [12/27/12p]

When the bad is your only way of seeing the good, doing worse is both a signal for help and a white flag. [1/6/13p]

When the house looks abandoned rather than lived in, have you really moved, or are you moving? [1/6/13p]

We choose to forget what ails; deciding, without much use of logic, to be blissfully worried, rather than knowledgeable through diagnosis. [1/17/13p]

Sometimes, fear is nothing more than regret over being unprepared. [1/17/13p]

Family know you as you were, much more than you can recall yourself. This is not just a warning, they are a way to obtain yourself. [1/17/13p]

Being ready for a major life choice is something best done with more than one set of ears and eyes. [1/17/13p]

Forging and forgetting both begin the same way. [1/17/13p]

Using your mind only for fleeting, trifling knowledge is akin to using stemware for juice; yes, you can, but no, you shouldn’t if you expect to be taken seriously. Though, we are all a little silly when being serious is not necessary. [1/17/13p]

Bridging the gap between nescience and expertise are time and tools. [1/25/13p]

Fear is as much a lack of as it is an understanding. [1/26/13p]

Fragility must be maintained to keep from breaking through. [1/28/13p]

Losing what was gained is as terrifying as gaining what was lost; this is especially true of the physical. [1/28/13p]

Exposure to another’s thoughts on you are more damaging or encouraging than most formed in your own head. Be motivated and not contemplative. [1/28/13p]

Two (of many) ingredients for humanity: Loyalty and longing. Just so happens both are prevalent in many other species. [2/1/13p]

He’s the type the beach overcasts and swells for. [2/1/13p]

A plan of attack should often begin with the battlefield. -> An enemy’s weakness can sometimes be seen in the battlefield itself. -> One’s own abilities are nothing if an enemy’s are not understood. -> To scribe a battle without knowing the theatre is to sing a song without knowing the melody. -> Limitations abound; often, we benefit from knowing more of our own than our foe’s. -> Ending an engagement is as difficult as beginning. Never enter without accounting for the exits. -> Be spiritual, but know your humanity. -> Feelings are as weather: predictable to a point, but wholly unreliable depending on the locale. -> Giving and generosity are related, but not synonyms. Taking and selfishness are related, but not synonyms. Understanding the premise helps cast us, but we direct our own actions. -> Be the one who dictates the steps, and you will always be ahead. -> Letting go is not giving, and giving in is not taking; both are an advantage if your intentions are known. -> Secrecy is not the same as being accustomed to surprising. ->. Clandestine operations give knowledge to one side and take knowledge from the other, but these roles are not set by plans alone. -> Being beneficial brings brightness to tomorrow today. -> Alliteration is both annoying and catchy, perhaps because the obvious is illegitimate. [2/17/13p]

Sometimes, the world hopes we are (wo)men, but knows we are but children with larger fists. [2/17/13p]

Even words, now, are ruled by fists and not voice. [2/17/13p]

Let that be a lesson to you, Sleep! I am but half tired and half drunk with what to say next. [2/17/13p]

We are but mules who know not our origins, and care not why we carry so much with no where to go. [2/17/13p]

To have all humans aboard a ship, each with roles set by location (both born and travelled to) and not thoroughly tested skills, may more result in crashes than in reached destinations. Civilization is funny that way. [2/17/13p]

Selection is right all times, except when resulting in those not believing in its existence. #NotTrue [2/17/13p]

The elixir of shared knowledge is such to make a grown being never sleep, but when run dry and dusted over with cliches. [2/17/13p]

Being from where I’m from, I cherish looking beyond our planet as the only means to know the beauty of life is not captured solely in nature, knowledge, and interactions. [2/17/13p]

Nature, knowledge, and interactions: the three blessings we narrowly try to silo, while some try desperately to realize their symbiosis. [2/17/13p]

The future is forever ago and forever ahead. Ain’t that grand? [2/17/13p]

Knowing you will pass and how you wish to be remembered is a strength I wish for everyone. [2/24/13p]

Screw the daily follies, proclaim uniqueness. [2/24/13p]

We act as we do out of a deep need to be conditioned, and a strong desire to be as everyone expects. [2/25/13p]

We choose to be who we are, whether bottled, poured, or as stream. We are all fluid. We must know we are who choose our shape. We choose. [2/25/13p]

Damage done by a bad additude often is overlooked until it’s too late. -> Being a dick doesn’t always mean you’re fucked right away; sometimes, you’re bent over well after, as soon as you’re snipped a bit. [2/28/13p]

[3/30/13p] Look behind only to see where you’ve left to go, and who you should thank for getting there.

We never seem as wasteful as when observed during our routines. [4/3/13p]

[4/15/13p] When your employment depends on one person, you’ve need fear more than Death. (Re: Jay Leno)

[4/16/13p] Laugh through misfortune. Work hard, strive to release yourself from the captivity of misfortune, but laugh often and with reason. How you succeed during failures is indicative of how you refuse to fail during successes.

[4/17/13a] Life tip (repost): Unclogging a drain can be as easy as plunging with the bottom of a cup. This method has the added benefit of not causing skin & eye irritation, as do bleach/sodium concentrates.

[4/17/13p] No reason exists to not change and adapt. Be willing to change, though, and not just wanting of change. The best change is subtle until the original seems farcical in comparison. Be radical only when the outcome harms no one and helps everyone, even those who wish to harm.

Normal is brilliant. Do we appreciate all we’ve done to be normal? I never want to be one who loses the trials for the triumph. The triumph is only so with knowledge of the fore. [5/9/2013p]

Even a general must leave the fort for an encampment.
-> Even a general leaves the palace for a tent.

Work is less an ideal and more a necessity of conditioning.

The blind don’t know the difference unless told; the deaf don’t know the difference unless written to; the uncaring don’t know unless having questioned themselves.

God is a moniker of The Way. If you knew this before, smile; if you know this now, laugh; if you still disbelieve, be angry with indifference.

A softened sound serves as evidence.

We are a shared existence. As one, we are a wave and not a bubble.

What makes you is you. Possessions are just a means to enhance yourself because you are not being enough of who you are.

[^2/19/2012]

A message of money is man-made.

On structure: Offer a person a penny, and they may not want; offer a person a million, and they will desire.

Here’s _the_ thing about God: If I think He is only what I believe Him to be, and at the same time His full greatness is unknowable, then am I not a fool who tries to fathom the unknowable? The Bible is knowable, as it is written, and is therefore not the fullness of God’s greatness, just as the thoughts in my head are not and cannot be a complete understanding of His greatness.

The blind do not know the difference unless language or thought is used to distinguish; the deaf do not know the difference unless language or thought is used to distinguish; the uncaring do not know unless language or thought is used to distinguish. What is distinguishable is wholly dependent upon the language or discernment used to promote thought beyond situation.

Going back to the thought that God’s full greatness is unknowable: We name Him many words which are pronounceable, and this is where Taoism is important to understanding, but if His full greatness is truly unknowable, then names are foolish nonsense to differentiate and segregate understandings of Him. My Mother taught me, when I was young and could not fully understand (and was therefore in a blessed time– when I could not understand what others knew and, therefore, knew I could not– and did not think I would, because, just as I stated earlier, His full greatness is unknowable; And I was closer to that understanding then)– my Mother taught me, when I was young and could not understand, that I was going to understand God in my own way, and that doing so is important; she also taught me to love others without question, and to be mindful of my actions as they affect others. My Mother, and I capitalize her in respect, feels God is a woman, as she knows Her love as warmth and caring, as a mother. Those who read this and feel a tinge of bewilderment have not yet come to terms (the only way we can try to understand) with God’s full greatness being unknowable. Calling God a male is through translation and the comprehension of our ancestors.

God is great, for He has given us/granted us/evolved us/allowed us to comprehend what cannot be known by coming to terms with, understanding, that there is more than we know; and we should not fear.