Monday, November 24, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Macon Bacon
Once returned from a lonely site only to reminisce about the other day
the other day
was fine as fine could be.
Luckily the water fell
with speed and delight
how could it have lasted so long
that long
that way
doesn't make even much sense
doesn't even make
much else
sle
I woke up that morning from my phone soon followed by the hotel. I hardly mattered, but the nap was fine. It was 4:15 and I was on my feet and into the shower. How I love hotel showers
the other day
was fine as fine could be.
Luckily the water fell
with speed and delight
how could it have lasted so long
that long
that way
doesn't make even much sense
doesn't even make
much else
sle
I woke up that morning from my phone soon followed by the hotel. I hardly mattered, but the nap was fine. It was 4:15 and I was on my feet and into the shower. How I love hotel showers
Saturday, April 12, 2008
about
Lao Tzu once said, "The biggest problem in the world could have been solved when it was once small"
After drifting in a coma for a number of years I have awoken to find the world very different from that which I once knew. The languages have changed, although I recognize words and idioms, the sentences seem at time to make little sense. New dialects have appeared as if by chance, and bear little semblance to their origins. Etymology is finished as a science, linguistics has become the stuff of museums. I walk through what was once ruins, to find shinning new cities, though empty of human occupancy, their glass and steel towers reflect images of television programs, situation comedies, news propaganda, reality TV. Some I have heard watch these episodes, masterbating to their own selves as heroes, slaves, and victims of benign conquests. Those cities I do recall once living, have themselves been conquered by armies of neglect. ......Then I suddenly I realized, it is not "about me", anymore.
After drifting in a coma for a number of years I have awoken to find the world very different from that which I once knew. The languages have changed, although I recognize words and idioms, the sentences seem at time to make little sense. New dialects have appeared as if by chance, and bear little semblance to their origins. Etymology is finished as a science, linguistics has become the stuff of museums. I walk through what was once ruins, to find shinning new cities, though empty of human occupancy, their glass and steel towers reflect images of television programs, situation comedies, news propaganda, reality TV. Some I have heard watch these episodes, masterbating to their own selves as heroes, slaves, and victims of benign conquests. Those cities I do recall once living, have themselves been conquered by armies of neglect. ......Then I suddenly I realized, it is not "about me", anymore.
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