There is no meaning to life but that which we give it.
We chose a goal because we do.
We scale a wire between two towers because we do.
We have sex because we do.
We kill rats because we do.
We feel like shit because we do.
Why?
Why?
Why?
The coyote cries to the wind and the wind replies:
Why?
Why?
Why not...
Sordid and pretty the coyote bows his head,
he is masculine and prowd and humbled before God
in his wind, in his Masculine wind that proclaims
"there is no beauty but that which is given"
"all is given by me"
Monday, August 18, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
The Parsing of the Carrying of a Television Set
The TV is there. I had been wanting a new TV for months.
It says, in yellow paper - TAKE ME, I WORK =)
With the smiley face - yes, yes yes
I take it. The walk is one mile. It is heavy
Damn heavy
"I want you, Dear Ryan, to take this TV (this heavy TV) to the end of this block"
Off, puff, huff, hurt, pain, lactic acid, burn, pant sweat
I set it down and rest
"Dear, dear, DEAR Ryan. I want you to take this TV to the end of that block"
Pant, sweat, hurt
"Dear Ryan,
"Yes I know, dear taskmaster, yes I know, dear Self, Song of
I know what you want me to do
Parse it into small steps
Regale it with tales, let it know that my house is not one mile away
No "dear Mind" my house is not one mile away
"I want you"
"I want you to shut up"
"I want you to take this TV to the end of the following Block"
I do, I comply, I am
This is heavy, damn heavy
My fingers are slipping
There is pain
A child darts
He does not know how heavy it is
He does not know the extent of my pain and the pain of my extent
Mommy, the man he drop it
"I'm not fucking dropping it kid"
"Ryan"
"Yes stay logical:
"I want you"
Next block. Go. Cross street. Go. I must go. Internet Age. Take me, Dear Set, Take me I am me I am taking this TV =) Take me it said with a smiley
To let us know, to let us know that it was okay to take the TV
TAKE ME, I WORK =) it said
TAKE ME, I WORK
And I am hope
A short Indian fella opens the door How can I help? he beams
He "throw your keys on the stairs should I?"
Yes you should
And the TV works
Steps are parsed
My mind is tricked
And the remote control has batteries with rust on them.
"Take me to the room, to the room where you will watch
"Where all will be well
"And parsing works
"With sweat
"Parsing works
It says, in yellow paper - TAKE ME, I WORK =)
With the smiley face - yes, yes yes
I take it. The walk is one mile. It is heavy
Damn heavy
"I want you, Dear Ryan, to take this TV (this heavy TV) to the end of this block"
Off, puff, huff, hurt, pain, lactic acid, burn, pant sweat
I set it down and rest
"Dear, dear, DEAR Ryan. I want you to take this TV to the end of that block"
Pant, sweat, hurt
"Dear Ryan,
"Yes I know, dear taskmaster, yes I know, dear Self, Song of
I know what you want me to do
Parse it into small steps
Regale it with tales, let it know that my house is not one mile away
No "dear Mind" my house is not one mile away
"I want you"
"I want you to shut up"
"I want you to take this TV to the end of the following Block"
I do, I comply, I am
This is heavy, damn heavy
My fingers are slipping
There is pain
A child darts
He does not know how heavy it is
He does not know the extent of my pain and the pain of my extent
Mommy, the man he drop it
"I'm not fucking dropping it kid"
"Ryan"
"Yes stay logical:
"I want you"
Next block. Go. Cross street. Go. I must go. Internet Age. Take me, Dear Set, Take me I am me I am taking this TV =) Take me it said with a smiley
To let us know, to let us know that it was okay to take the TV
TAKE ME, I WORK =) it said
TAKE ME, I WORK
And I am hope
A short Indian fella opens the door How can I help? he beams
He "throw your keys on the stairs should I?"
Yes you should
And the TV works
Steps are parsed
My mind is tricked
And the remote control has batteries with rust on them.
"Take me to the room, to the room where you will watch
"Where all will be well
"And parsing works
"With sweat
"Parsing works
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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