imagine a touchscreen-based system
such as a touchstream
where fueled typings become
a way in which to feel
the words
— much as blind,
however, completely ‘vined.
.. ah,
the prickled few
of finger,
held to view in rise
of spires, whole-handed.
but who holds not
when r’/’yping gives
most note, though
screen with perceivable
impulses
reaches both ocular
and tactile
combat’
of stream.
musings & scribbles
My mind thinks in spurts.
I wish it wouldn’t, but if it didn’t
it wouldn’t be the same;
I wish it wouldn’t, but if it didn’t
I wouldn’t know your name.
My mind thinks in spurts,
catches on a word, I wish it wouldn’t,
but if it didn’t, I wouldn’t be the same;
I wish it wouldn’t, but you know
I wouldn’t be here with you again.
My mind doesn’t work
uh– in the magical sense that
every other may; they
may see the roundabout, know there’s
a turn, but I stop in the middle and
admire the passers’ yearn for an outlet, anywhere,
anywhere to know the world is ahead and
I’m lost again, but that’s fine, yeah,
that’s just fine.
And I want you to know
I never knew your name
until you told me; I
never knew you existed
until the day I woke up,
rolled over,
and you weren’t there, beside.
Those above us, only through politics, are not who we want. We want competence. We want the ability to be heard, seen, read, and talked about without the worry or fear or shelter of feeling as though our Country, this Great Land, is not seen as being as Spiritual and Holy a place as WE believe it to be; as we KNOW it to be. I fear for those who will grow, who will age in a world unknowing of the ever-sought peace, and that this aggressive institution, this, “terror of war,” will be their livelihood, just as our parents’ was the Cold War, Vietnam, and just as the Great Wars were their parents’, and their parents’ was the Civil. Can we know peace, can we not know war? What is given through this war that we are not striving, through peace, toward? Knowledge knows only limitations, and Life knows of no boundaries. What are we to say that we are both allowing for and knowing/aware of what is being done in Our name, America, United of States?
i am a terarist. i am a n/o/et. i believe we have
come too far in history
to be anything other than
peaceful;
reserved;
allowing for the
alternations of other nations, the
availability of respectability.
we are who we are
because we’ve come here,
we’ve lasted as long as we have;
and what are we if fighting for
nothing; more than peace, we need
brotherhood, sisterhood, a
humanity.
i would enjoy being the clean-up guy for all of those secret agencies, gov’t or not, who always seem to walk away from a bloody or major disaster-like mess during the end to a movie. i’d be paid the big bucks to keep quiet (or threatened with death, which is fine, because i’m secretive), i’d probably have access to such cool things as inter-dimensional transportation, or that highly potent chronic. yeah. inter-dimensional chronic. right the-fuck on. the word is a series of grunts, of movements made, un/seen, allowing for the travel of one’s own being to those around, whether in single dartings or spread-like patterns.
Every single person who walks this Earth should watch Paul Mooney’s appearance at the Laugh Factory, entitled Know Your History: Jesus Is Black and So Was Cleopatra.
Mooney’s Grandmother (Mooney mentioning religion): A new broom may sweep a floor, but an old broom knows what dirt is.
After deciding to use STP MP3 Player (a small, resource-friendly MP3 player that resides in the system tray) instead of iTunes or WMP or WinAmp, I found my Logitech MediaPlay mouse’s SetPoint software was not properly controlling the new software choice. I decided to take action.
1. in STP’s Settings->Advanced… window, under General in the top left, select, “Emulate WinAmp,” at the bottom of the list.
2. where you installed SetPoint, find, “players.ini,” and add the following to the bottom of the Players:
STP=cmd,STP.exe,Winamp v1.x,xxx,xxx,40045,40046,40047,40044,40048,0,1,STP
Links used:
a. http://digitalelement.byethost22.com/stp/download.html – STP 10603 Final, or the 4.5a unofficial update if you’re curious.
b. http://www.mstarmetro.net/~rlowens/uberOptions/ – uberOptions for SetPoint; adds the ability to change any button on your Logitech trackball/mouse/keyboard (not required for this, just a useful option).
c. ftp://ftp.logitech.com/pub/techsupport/mouse/setpoint315_v450.exe – logitech setpoint 3.15
d. http://www.google.com/ – without Google, i would have been lost. thanks, Google.
i have a problem with words.
us, we use them, we throw them
away, hold onto what they meant
but keep going as though they
were never said; or maybe we
hold on to the thought and watch
as it slowly falls from view, a
sort of leaf and we’re caught in canopy
the lighthearted reality of not saying much is that, when you do say something at all, you’re generally expected to be profound, or to resonate a sense of worth within your words, when you may very well just want to be funny.
there is this tree,
towering, living
to be as shaded
reservoir of wind,
the subtle/nestled
shadow’s kin,
a warmth inverted,
deepened to the nerve
and thru, toward
skin’s
other layer, and
this tree,
holding,
lowering
itself
to me, holds
me up
and lets me
lie here,
a transparent,
meshed follower
of what
wind
may
grow.