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I must confess
From the ever indecisive nonconcluding scattered brain(s)
left and right war conjoined equal but seperate and different
hemispheres here-d

I must now confess. lipless though and listless still my body deftones
the longer I stay the more it calls out/
from the crowd everywhere I go...

cautious. careful. nervous. waiting...
we all are. just one step away from an enemy. here.
and everyone knows it.

nervous careful quick scans
eye contact even faster

make peace. make peace...
easy fast be polite and say it right.

watch the comfort found in the abiltiy to relax
for just a moment go warriors.

go...warriors?!

(if you must...I mean if you are in REAL trouble
just look up and say...go warriors in the middle of a sentence.
the city council meeting is interupted at the quarter.
adjourned early.to watch the end of the game.)

Such A tree.

That strange feeling of walking the line is a constant here. Every man woman and child...
is bad. and beautiful. The Oak mighty and ancient its roots thrive and make leaf from bloodsoaked soil.
It creeps into you. It's bad It's Bad It's BAD...mMm MmM MmM

I keep finding this perfect tough love at every corner in every interaction.
go warriors.

This is their home.
this is my home.

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state of psychosis: good

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Thee Victorianh h(OM)e in THA eastbay
My things are coming together lately fantastic! I am bright about 2-007.

new place is dope. The ceilings make my stuff seem so short. I want to get vertically grandiose.
plenty of room. The perfect amount. great shower great tub. almost free neti(zen)ery. Sleeping well eating well. Crazy Ass roomate.

Business DONE. two days off.
just saw thee friends.

died on the way home.
pirates that can't fucking sail...
DAMN I TRIED.

ahh yeah...and btw IT'S FUCKING FREEZING OUTSIDE!
I MEAN RECORD STYLE...
*shakes fists*

love.

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Current Location: H(OM)E
state of psychosis: high
audio hallucinations: weird ass techno

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here I am
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The opportunities exsist to make strange small talk with strange small strangers.

only now...
they talk to me,
everywhere we stand in line.

everywhere I sing.
everywhere I smile.
everywhere I walk.

***
I don't walk anymore. I dance.

send money, it's useless.

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state of psychosis: crazy

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From all that
I was familiar,
I broke away.
Now I am lost,
without a place,
wandering.

With no music like a fool I dance and clap my hands.

How am I to live without you?
You are everywhere
but I can't find you.
~Rumi.

#~#~#~#~#~#

drunken
epiphany:
we are all
brave at
two a.m.

#~#~#~#~#~#


constant
sober
reality:
my karma is like
that of charlie brown.
I am charlene brown.



I have alot of
rabbit holes
to dig now.
otherwise I will
sit here and type
and type and type
just to stay
mildly (in)sane.



synthscribbles:
F*ck EVERYONE'S A DJ

DOA: yeah, everyone except for me

synthscribbles:
YOU JUST WAIT!



ashendan (11/10/2003 10:58:41 PM):
analog is never good, do you dream digitally? i do, do androids dream
of electric sheep?
do electric sheep
dream of snowcrash grass? just be



the4thrail
(9:09:46 PM): analog?
thats frightfully retro.
doa_stabbed_soul (9:09:59 PM):
yeah as in unplug




DOA: you know we have a few furries in appleton.

psch0tron:
*strange look*

DOA: I swear I found them when I was
looking for you guys.
try furry fox valley
or valley freaks or something.

psch0tron:*clicky clicky click clikck* (sfx assholes!)
you guys are never gonna believe THIS.

A GOTH FURRY DJ!?!?!
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