camera

New Cam . . .this ought to make things interesting

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"I believe in nothing . . .go 'head run the tape"

School drawing to a close. This blog is going to become very active as the summer progresses and I settle into a new environment. For now, something I wrote sitting outside and enjoying the weather and circumstances.

The past cannot be beckoned,
like, at last penciled into schedules
and reconfigured down to seconds.
It looms bigger than expected
and undulates undirected.
Swelling here not in happenstance,
but in significance,
can't remember names,
or better yet, knows they're all the same.

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"Can you fathom not having a fear in the world"

Stories exist to predict outcomes,
postulate conflated answers to "how come?"s
and copulate with the forces of "from now on"s

I wrote this one quickly
to remove the possibility
of some bias
plying my fickle mind
to admit its all a lie

Try etching glass with blood
or farming in the flood.
From my fingertips I can build battleships from mud

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Staple gun

Okay, poems. I need to find a corner to tuck these in, until then comment if you life. These are meant to be read aloud and very quickly.

A poet can sit and scrawl
a poem that means it all,
at any time at all.
Title reads "To Teach Man to Crawl"
and it enthralls the idle reader to
forego his idle needs or shuffle thru IDs
for the one that guarantees
access to anywhere but here.
'Coz the staff pretends they cannot hear.
And I laugh @ friends or fasten loose ends.
But it's still a life of fear.

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"It cannae absolve your pain"
The constant questioning,
the way one's fortunes lay ...
even the truth is lies
beamed thru bedroom eys
Vita Brivas
means the first and fleetest
beats the . . . ah hell.

Bathe in XPs indigo glow,
backstage pass to bullshit show.
Bubbling blood from cocaine nose,
Attention Deficit Disorder comes and goes.

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get something doin'

If it were bizarro world, we'd be able to reference tabulated transference. This is much less sane, somehow the past may have been changed.


I think I'm going to write about this, even though most of the people I talk to about it also read this:

The book I'm working on, with the same name as this blog, has been aided up to this point by the use of a system that I think might be semi-innovative. I'd like to expound on it a bit:

The general idea is that I've created a surfable website (not actually on the internet, but viewed through Firefox and threaded together with hyperlinks) containing every character sketch, metaphorical concept, chapter summary, setting description, etc. The impetus for this was that I, being thoroughly disorganized by nature, needed to come up with a new way to keep my thoughts together in a meaningful way that would be minimally taxing to review and edit. Thus, I dug up every notebook I'd used to catalog ideas and spent a great deal of time entering old writing. While it would have been less time-consuming to do this from the beginning, I already had a very general concept of where the book was going to go before I started visualizing it in .html, so this provided me a good opportunity to fill in the blanks and revisit some concepts that might have seemed a little dated.

It didn't take me long before I moved beyond simply connected sheets of text. I inserted images of people that looked similar to my character, and of places reminiscent of the settings I would be using. It also allowed me to draw out floorplans, and paste them in at a reasonable juncture. Particular pages also benefit from having links to actual websites containing more factual background. Thus, when looking at the sheet for the main character's place of work I have a description I worked out, snippets of text that may actually make it into the book, floorplans for key locations, images of other corporate headquarters around the world, and references to information about american corporate hierarchies, typical security protocols, legal points on surveillance, etc etc. Whatever has relevance can be placed on that sheet and while writing any scene within the confines of the workplace, I can pop open my browser and make sure I'm knocking off all my picture frames.

I guess the point is, this is the way to write a novel I think. It might not produce a good novel in my particular situation, but it's an excellent way to stay organized and allows your creativity to roam free without missing details.

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Sent to make you smile

A support column has been removed, not because it buckled, but to conserve resources. I now sag a bit in the middle, my denizens stick to the edges. Funny how plans change, and each morning can only represent itself; despite anything I can't implicate novelty in this impasse.

Old adages exist for a reason, rhyming subterfuge or not, and I'm useless against the impulse to hum "You don't know what you got until it's gone" as I pack up my books. This world of mine is filled with fascinating creatures that can never be replaced. A seductive beauty that slithers up next to me coupled with a knowing voice that demands little but deserves all. You deserve it all.

Fortune smiles tho, because there's one final foray, one last time to fling ourselves out into the atmosphere and let the pieces aggregate. I've got so many things to say while we're dispersed.

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Turns out . . .

I've been a Transhumanist all this time.

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Thinking about starting up a scholarship. . . However, I have no idea how to do this. Any suggestions . .. .

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