Other than organelles, also cognitive phase-space ::


IMG::: http://sumthinblue.com/house-of-leaves/

Don’t close tabs and minify windows..
Copy all into a .txt –
Trying to close without copy,

Ever a spiral of distraction

Let be let be let be let do
See if, at the end, you have a ‘MUST READS!!!’ section?
Or was it a lot of junk?
MUST READS , polish the craft , but not tonight , nor the morrow
Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.

Come the weekend, study…

Find simple ways to attack problems
BACK THE FUCK UP from it !
One cannot see the Sistine Chapel or the House of Leaves
From the distance of the nose

On Work & On Practice & On Flow (+ status update)

Sleep deprived

Coffee to go

Getting beyond self

To make it to appointments

“I would say I was ready before, but there were, uh, unexpected things” “But my attitude has definitely shifted a lot since then…”

To the bus, to the bus. Who needs to drive? Criminal record be damned, I can get a job tomorrow…

A place in the city. Freedom demands it, when you’ve lost or never had car or license. The only way to fly!

Assaultive night spirit driven away with a popcorn like sound. The bedroom safe again, meditation with preset intention continues to solve problems on 1st try

Eleven shades of shadow, focus and define and gravitate to your aims. Inch by step by milligram.

A spin and a swirl, stabbing deeper into anti-tragedian thought

Music changes roles, rights reverse and refactor, shades of grey fade into fires of practice fitting

Yet to move to one side also means letting go another

Practice practice practice, and prioritize.. See that you hold loosely to the thread, neither white-knuckling nor letting fall

Call on your spirits & angels & deities & demonoids & philosophical scaffolds whenever you wish; memorize the few prayers, or write more, when it suits your fancy

Let be, let be, let be, let do … Bonkajeedevi, a key to rememberance of crucial things not to forget

Align but do not toil. X marks your targets; yet recall & recall & recall, for you, the focus is your needs, not the wailing Worlds’

So be real and enraptured; let not fantasy become Elephant Overrun # ;


Got submission done for POETRY Magazine last night. The contest I was submitting the same things to is temporarily closed because they reached their limit on freebies from Submittable for the month, so that’ll have to wait until 11/1. But they allow 8 pieces not 4, so perhaps I’ll make more ready by then.. Also a haiku contest coming due. Submit only 1! The challenge! I do not often write haiku, but I wrote 16 before bed last night. I started many of them, but only double started one. Almost finished with final revision of my 2nd book, but being broke, have to start bringing in paychecks before Dad will back me for BookBaby. It will be getting an entirely* new title & cover, as well as some corrections, but no major structural changes or additions or deletions (possibly to add some art though?) except to cut 3 sub-par* and mismatched appendices. Version 1 with wrong formatting here: Ziggomatic Keys (*& Synaptic Syntactic &*)

1st published manuscript: The Driftwood of Our Lives Washed Up On Some Foreign Shore

BookBaby will push to 60 or 70 ebook markets in all formats, not just Amazon, for $150. The total package for ebook/print (+100 copies)/print on demand & fulfillment, with all the goodies that entails runs to around $1400 for my particular needs and without getting them to do my cover design..

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some simple gloaming of the mind
rescind and replace is not to be
see things what they are and diminish not
there are apples and then there are crickets
but on the other hand there is love and there is pain
love in all its many various types and ways
some stumble on the artfulness, but i diminish not
let feelings subside and come into the wombat’s peace
all along you go, it seems as though people are talking about me …
everywhere i go
but i am accustomed to it
I slide not into despair
I slide not into ruin
I find a way
we will make peace reign again
So many slow ways to love
so many stumbles and trials
so many different people to discuss
or to discuss with
feelings to be broken out, not bottled up,
, but how?
how to see, how to do, how to retire, how to gloam?
some ways to the wiles but untoward goes the hurt
not unwailing but uncrying, we diminish and see
preponderance of spoons votes, of course, but weasels in the wires are unretooled
slime and buzzwords, chaos and might
theorems and antitheses, methods and tubing
a relation of requirement and a relation of willing
a relation of diminishment and a relationship to hold close
problematic is the scene of too many women friends,
m., or is it? my lady what dost thou speak?
of weathers and wizards and weasels and withers
the truck does onpile and smashing is scroot
but thence and be lonely compose and refire

refire reflame reflexive and nim
the zeroes are heros and all is reversed
diminish diminish and all we’ll refinish
but reeboks and rumpkins they come in three parts
fine and the wine we see and we know it
cancel all points and thence be uncursed
feel semblance and solace and be under the trance

[at some point around “the truck does onpile” the computer began having continuous seizures
until I lost the flow and train of thoughts completely]

Book Samples:

In the red dust
A symbol of longing
Impressed upon the Earth
Heeded by none
#poetry #ziggomatickeys #ebook

I lost my feet and hands to obedience
But still I existed
I lost my eyes and ears to silence
But still I existed

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Wait and Let the Words Arise

Register your typewriters, carriage return, no character

Engines running, I, split in two, diverge down forked paths

Pistosn pound my corneal lens, heart beats, the exhiliration of risk

Type the transgressive words, mouth tight, drawn, high

Breath of intoxicating vapor, draw the lines out like glass threads

Beading crystals hiving off like sweat, scattering on the desk

The desk, the landscape of my life, forming beady landmarks, roadmaps of shards

fast, the suffering, tearing with the effort, pushing the mind into the page

Threads of agony, like bliss, like molten glass, like jagged edges

I move the pen across the page, resistance melts away, bird-like, flick out the words

Derivatives, the slant and slope of mind, waves and floats, glides

Derivatives, refinements, like butane derives from oil or gas, purified, crystallized, and concentrated

Rocks, blackened, cinders of wizened old cedar stumps, charcoal like artist’s vine

Vines, like veins, wrapping the arms of the new tower

Projections of steel without purpose, except of which to be said, “She’s a looker”

Rikers Island bars cannot hold the written, spoken word

Of which let it be said, there can be too much, but also too little

Let not the quest for zen sting us into silence, but rejoice, behold, The Word!

Most magnificent of all creations, surpassing smartphones and surgery

The sustaining word on which our world depends, by which we share our visions, by which our minds are intimately linked

Divergence, convergence, metastasis, stillness; our mediating medium would like, has spoke

As our minds be one this night, let none sunder our hearts

flow vs loopage [intrusive processes]

simple text conveys

relation thoughts compiling

impressions momentary fleeting

reflecting back dropping away

easily and more easily

or forcing endless looping

change of context one way

make it long and silent

meditation brings calm faster

hard as it may be to sit

cut the stress, clear the plate

open to new life