Psychoschemata Vector Seeding

Fast launch
Better than meticulous perfection
Stop trying to do all pieces at once
Assemble & tweak, subvert & rebubble
Set all in one way together, set all those against aside
Let not it be said that nothing was tried… – My own unique strategies & tactics
Resembling nothing so much as the symbols of the heuristic schemata ladders –
We take our shots by chaos, by coil, by screw, by bloom

2.71828 = lim[nā†’āˆž](1 + 1/n)n

Other than organelles, also cognitive phase-space ::



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

Tremendous differences,


Heroes are figuring into this
Scriggle all the things!!
Site traffic surging
Several methods, including postcards
No donors, though…
Serious enterprise
Having fun ; much work
I have other things I ought to do;
Like homework
See all the sites!!
Get Soundcloud upload done
Sign Up! mailing list…
No site yet
Send mail to
Demolition of Doom…
Erection of Hope!!
Raise awareness…
Word of mouth
Sidewalk chalk
Build blogs
Get following
Have fun & enjoy
Buy postcards
[Need to fix Zazzle upload problem! Argh! What happened!]
Tremendous differences,Immutable changes ;
Turn down the thermostat, turn out lights
Millions of small differences
Buy less waste less (yes I already am, but mainly lack of money)
I don’t need much
Happy in my office all day
One page is enough
Book Samples:

Categories of things sift into conspiracies
Everything is a symbol of something else #synapticsyntactic

Your lines are all in disorder
Your hopes are all unreal
Your life is lived in statistics
4.5 Stars on Amazon #poetry

(Near) Complete list of projects and media online by me:
1000 Postcard Project:
$1 a month perks
Nifty web art + words project:
Book sample:
Book: “Ziggomatic Keys” #poetry
For the audiophile:
Book: “The Driftwood of Our Live Washed Up on Some Foreign Shore” #poetry

Transmutation of Ancient Plants

Stilted warriors collect on time
Over to easy street do you go
The way out is through
Now you must see to your affairs
Get them well ordered
Confusion of the ways
Will not do
So bring your readiness
Not to be undone are they
Let it be so
But your ways are not toward
Your methods do not serve
Your exhaustion is legend
And all the ways are close to you
What will you do?
The silence of lives
I will answer them
The score is thus
Although I am uncertain
Building up the totals
I complete the complement
Seeing the ways of betrayal
I evade
Beginning, I cease
Ceasing, I begin
Finding a way, I transmute
Transmuting, I am made whole
Never to be underestimated
Seeming, I grow cold
Growing cold, the Earth is made hot
Altogether we collect our materials
Reparations are made
I come to fruition
The universe colludes in the things
I collect small pieces of negative entropy
They increase through the slides of the bioreactors
The sailors are ready to move the product
I shift and expand the context
A wait of a few more moments will increase the profit
The construction of an essay on life will have to wait
Stripping out the variables, I conclude the thesis
The minister will wish to know of the progress
Shifting through the webs of possibility
I see the way
Seeing, I believe
Coming into it for insight
I brought the teeth of the matter
Walking down paths of unreason
I closed upon the problem
The errors of many ways
The correction of one
One to bring it to fruition
One to complete the process
The ancient plant was the way
The fruition was the fuel
Seeing it all, I concluded it was well
Concluding, I proceeded
Proceeding, I triumphed
Stilling the arcs and ellipses
I went on my way

Page the Ninth

Page the ninth

I do believe

Progress is made

And all receive

Forgetting your measure

Forgetting your verse

And all in your pleasure

You will rehearse

A dime a dozen

The people say

A silty rag

A thought for cousins

A glossy mag

Submit, submit

Do not reverse

Commit, commit

Get published your verse

Divine, divine

And drink the wine

Do not give in

Healing, always, comes from within

A line of prose

A line of speed

Ever into evening

We do proceed

When in your nose

You do produce

A line of prose

You must deduce

Revise, revise

Be ever unwise

Take chances for fun

Thy will, be done