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Wednesday, 9 November 2016
Journal # 11.09.16
The map of the states, the topography of the election was blood red and rising last night. I thought it looked prettier with the interstitial lakes of blue we saw in 2008 and 2012. In Manhattan there was a glass ceiling, unbroken, and through it one could see the many dejected faces below, their leader missing in action. Somewhere deep in the everglades she lost, by a fraction. Today the proper treatment is falling in line. Come together and act united, the states. I know where I'm gonna start... I will be heading over to Susan B. Anthony's grave with my wire brush, to remove all those - I VOTED! - stickers from her tombstone.
Thursday, 27 October 2016
it was obvious
i was in pain over life and just breathin was hard
i was reading Franny
then Zooey
i was falling asleep
listening to the world series
bathtubs and smokes
ashes and water and
manuscripts too
nothing's like 1955 anymore
but reading
listening to the world series
falling asleep
i was in pain over life
just breathin was hard
someone and their make america great again campaign
make america hate again
make america
force america
love america
hate america
we would be stronger together
our future president proclaimed
my boyfriend kept calling and calling
the ringer was off and
it was obvious
i gathered strength
all alone
i was thinkin about god
just thinkin about god
clasping my hands around my pillow
lying on my side
made the pain somewhat
made the pain
subside
i was reading Franny
then Zooey
i was falling asleep
listening to the world series
bathtubs and smokes
ashes and water and
manuscripts too
nothing's like 1955 anymore
but reading
listening to the world series
falling asleep
i was in pain over life
just breathin was hard
someone and their make america great again campaign
make america hate again
make america
force america
love america
hate america
we would be stronger together
our future president proclaimed
my boyfriend kept calling and calling
the ringer was off and
it was obvious
i gathered strength
all alone
i was thinkin about god
just thinkin about god
clasping my hands around my pillow
lying on my side
made the pain somewhat
made the pain
subside
Sunday, 23 October 2016
m x memory -vi
What was (not by law) acceptable? You would have to be crystal (clear) to know that awareness had not changed. Not even by 2023. Awareness is like it was: half-whole. The industrio-technological revolution had consciousness in a blender and someone hit liquefy. The laws could not tourniquet the blood loss. In effect, all diverse perceptions broadcast by sentients and picked up on radios in tunnels, were to be accepted. Resistance, denial of telltale truths, revolt against the pioneers of particularly unpopular ideas, was punished by slow reflexology torture. The pedestrian access to all CNS points of sensitivity. Modern culture placed high value on sensitivity, for it was the easiest way under the skin and didn't cost a damn thing. But desensitivity treatments were about the most malevolent practice around. A desensitized sentient was today scorned and unforgiven... turns out all evolution has the fallout of consequential negative feedback, which angles off the light of the fresh vision and becomes the new bastion of ignorant factions which can be discredited yet never completely silenced by radiating waves of heart-centered caring intention...
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