HEEREEE WE GOOO AAAGGGAAAAINNNNN!!!!!
YYYYYYYEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!

HERREEE WEE GOOOOO!!!

YYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!

a pebble into orbit

time to mold some happy waves
space to lift some chins
beats to rhythmically swiftly jive
sliding joyously left and right

the sun lives to warm the sparrows
the upstroke remains to raise eyebrows
playing it hard and fast and slow
freezing the section stopping all but eyes

180 beat per minute
enough to make anyone smile
ride the bronze as long as you like
throwing and laughing as hard as you can
a pebble into orbit

my feat

i can run faster than a cheetah
I can climb quicker than a squirrel
I'm revolving 365 miles per hour
outpacing the spin of the world
so fast
but I can hardly feel it
so good
i'm gonna keep it
just a few more feet until
i finish my feat
and then i'll rest for a while

swimming along somewhere else to play

beauty,
goodness interconnected
shapes of all sounds and makes
proving comfort of the most tangible kind
affectionate kind
loving kind

flying through baked goods like muffins and scones
hearing jazz cats play off the charts tones
living in a world that needs no bleached bones
i found it just last week

i thought that it didn't exist
was told that trees were a thing of the past
or that they would be soon
and

that politics were the end all be all
and
that work was slave to politics
and
that places only existed as far as I've known
and

it is wonderfully magnificent to find out when i'm wrong
about black lines and white lines and limits of vegetables
delving diving and staying in
wading for as long as desire remains
then swimming along somewhere else to play

cranberry shpeech

there is juice is my speech today
I drank cranberry for breakfast
now it's leaking from my teeth
in moments least expected

speaking to an elder
guiding a young lad
calling in the horses
or when drinking juice of another flavor - when they mix it tastes funny

shpeech is shtarting to shound different
witsch craberries all over the plasche
bleeking shlammer my nough con deemin
dish ish de end of my cranberry shpeech

the language i live in

a change every three minutes
quicker than the sharpest consonant
drawn out effects longer than the dullest vowel
that is the language I live in

my own and hers
but made by those guys
just a group of pronouns
because specifics are tough to remember

glorious, full, undiscovered beauty
amazing how well they did
with age I may know a few limitations
but that never stopped me before

that is the language i live in
green, gray, audible inflections
to reiterate, I'll type it again
this is the land i live in

i don't know why

right around the block
there is a carpet hanging in the air
and I don't know why

in front of the library
I saw a bike pedaling itself around a tree
but no one stopped to watch

during a college professor's lecture
three students turned their heads and cried
but I don't know why

music whooshes blim n beck

music whooshes blim n beck
runs past my handles up to my neck
flips off the edge of my hair
elevates my feet five feet in the air yes

bundles up energy packets
condenses smaller than a cubic centimeter
books it to the sides of my head
and slams me down on my ankles

scrubby, uncensored thinking motions
because the stones I see are blue gray
floofing around the squared walkway
music is in my way

trees are worth a thousand seeds

trees are worth a thousand seeds
honey made by a million bees
bark peeled off into my coffee
to make it a bit less bitter

I take my coffee dark and sweet
all natural ingredients
like cumin, bossa nova, chocolate leaves
and the sweet yellow goo
from honey suckle flowers

september song

hello september song
I think you've been right all along
I concede to your ways of thinking
and apologize for the extra work I've made you do
you see
it passes
sometimes
to me
too

i sing to and for you song
the sake of your being still and alive
rowing, ceasing, beginning, loving
all of these dirts for the love of the earth

nuked food

hello g'day we meet again how thoughtful of you to stop by while i was mixing up some leftovers in a blender to make a special kind of pie that will last all week in my freezer

and only need a little bit of nukin' to make it edible.

anytime you want my nuked leftovers, just grab a ticket and get in line - it won't take any longer than about 7 minutes to get your food.

muuuaaahhhhaaahhhaaa!!!!

which moments draw you into writing

qualitative lifestyle

must do your work well!
even if lots
bar can't be dropped
prop it up with some caffeine
but don't forget to take walks!

who doesn't like walks?
5 hour walks?
and chillin on a porch
on a couch
near a bush
in the sun
with the birds

and then there is the guitar
the pleasant, waiting mass of wood and nylon
that sits patiently
waiting
waiting
for the day when priorities include him in the mix

when will time be my friend
when my mind settles in
and allows itself to forget
of the meter which is used to measure
and apply the language that is used to interpret
more important in this case

some people live quantitative lives
others live qualitative lives

beaut

good eve
morn
afterneen

it's been a beaut day
now my belly is bloated
from drinking so many bubbles
air
n water
n syrup
ewy goo

sleep time, waka
please leave the other times down
and put your head down
for to sleep in the night
in the beaut night

flying pedestrian = bicycler

commonality

commentary
common territory
the common's terrier

what do all of these have in common?
first glance it's difficult to see
but after three reads most all can see the commonality
try it.
one,
two,
three.

no title

Optimism is not to be underrated

are you Bohemian?

Find out:

"Any good mixer of convivial habits considers he has a right to be called a Bohemian. But that is not a valid claim. There are two elements, at least, that are essential to Bohemianism. The first is devotion or addiction to one or more of the Seven Arts; the other is poverty. Other factors suggest themselves: for instance, I like to think of my Bohemians as young, as radical in their outlook on art and life; as unconventional, and, though this is debatable, as dwellers in a city large enough to have the somewhat cruel atmosphere of all great cities."
-George Sterling

Prone to Ramble

Writing longhand forces one to expand his/her vocabulary to be able to write more condense ideas in fewer words. Writing too much is tiring. In this way it deters rambling. I am prone to ramble.

The Draft

I found the 'best places to work' in the government. Data was collected and used to rank agencies based on pay and benefits, family friends culture, work life/balanace, training and development, support for diversity and effective leadership just to name a few.

http://data.bestplacestowork.org/bptw/overall/sub

Environment and Natural Resource Division is number one on the list. The last on the list (of 216 agencies) is the Office of Postsecondary Education. Congratulations nature preservers! I'm sorry, teachers.

Tax division comes in at #9

Office of Water at #113

Bureau of Prisons and the Secret Service tie at #164.

Office of Timothy Hall at #22 and

the Office of Thrift Supervision (treasury) at #39

now go to USA jobs (dot com) and work for the government!

maybe, if you want to.

*this message was paid for by tax payers

Listing

Lists increase productivity, stress, lead and inc usage, knowledge of one's ideas of meaning and hopefully the ability to carry through with goals.

Lists decrease the average number of years that trees live, stress, and the number of times one can use the excuse "I forgot."

To list or no? For beginners, a good place to start is to make an all-inclusive list of everything one wants to do, ever. Run across a continent, live with some nomadic indigenous folks for a while etc. Don't start with narrow goals because narrow lists produce narrow results.

narrow.
narrow.

or, as kids say, 'narrow-uhh,' with the additional vowel sound at the end of the word to increase dramatic effect.

Then if you feel content with a life list - break it down chronologically.
Years list, then month list, then week list - and for the ambitious a daily list. Maybe even an hours list or a minutes list. I could spend all day making lists! I love lists! Lists for everything!

A few list qualities:

1. have numbers.
2. ebb and flow like paper boats floating down a creek.
3. (if written on paper) can catch on fire, just like other kinds of paper.
4. can be your friend, or they can be your enemy. Diplomatic power is important when dealing with lists.
5. You can write them on mirrors with deoderant.
6. You can write them on yellow legal pads with wet tree bark.
7. Or Microsoft Word.
8. Lists annihiliate boredom.

The endless abyss of list possibilities is worth exploration.

A kid, a pig, and some cow feed

<- There I am in my office.

That is the photo that I used during my presidential campaign->

I took this photo at the Agricultural Research Center right outside of D.C. I do not understand why the liquid that the pig is basking in is neon green. It looks like a large puddle kiwi-apple flavored energy drink.

<- Cowfeed covered by plastic that is weighted down by rubber circles.

Cheers to logic!

cheers to logic and all it's successes!
cheers to tradition and how far it's brought us!
cheers to well-laid foundations!
cheers to our forefathers and their forefathers before that!

To progress, they looked back
but while you are climbing, don't look down
because you might see a twinkie on the ground and want to pick it up and eat it.

But leave that twinkie there, it's not good for you.

Instead, eat grapes. Grapes are good, especially when ripe and juicy. Slowly your cravings will change and then everything you read will seem new and exciting. When your diet is full of vitamins and nutrients, the future is more likely to feel new and exciting. No reason for it not to be. No reason to choose twinkies over grapes.

So, like the greats before me, I'll build a disciplined diet based on principles firmly rooted in the historical tradition that I ascribe to and sidestep those twinkies!

The King's Decree Ordering Men to Wear Breifs

Dearest citizens of my lands,

There are a few rumors that I must cofirm as it is my responsibility to be a transparent and explanitory leader. I must set an example of all that is right, and so I meditate on my image day and night, to ensure that I eminate upright vibes, especially in terms of the arts. In my castle: I only allow G-rated movies, all of the paintings are of Biblical figures, all songs sung are Gregorian chants, so why do I enjoy prancing around with no pants? I will tell you why, citizens of my lands. Consider my thinking:

This is the new age! We must leave the old ways behind and embrace the new truths. To be more specific they are new versions of old truths, like putting those gel soles in old battered shoes. Pants are unnecessary, we must understand! It is all part of the evolutionary plan!

A conservative king strutting about in his breifs? I don't want to be scandelous - I want my knees to feel free! I went from a robe to a suit, then from pants to capris, but now I have realized that I only need breifs. Kings of other nations are doing the same, though we still wear socks because we don't condone streaking.

Speaking of streaking I would never dare streak, that's as profane as growing hairs on your exposed face cheeks. Beards are old-fashioned, evil and dirty. Mustaches are worse; one of the seven deadly style sins.

Citizens of my land, a new decree has been made for the men. Obey these rules, they are the Mighty Fashion Trends:

1. Breifs and Socks are the only articles of clothing permitted for men to wear in public.
2. No beards.
3. No mustaches.