Two If by Mouth

Two if by mouth,
She heard him wait.
A spoon softened
An un-early date.
Close to the heart,
A tragic beginning,
A timeless tailspin,
Slip into sharp skin.
Sit under their walls.
She begged of faith
By raising questions
And her right hand,
Five fingers straight up
Into the darkness
Above the bright mist.

Little Di-Mention

I don't want anyone to ever end.
You don't have to smile.
You don't have to smile.

I spoke to your mother and to your friend.
They bite their own tails.
They bite their own tails

Practical purpose and a floating Dime.
Sometimes I am wild.
Sometimes I am wild.

An Exerpt from "An Ongoing Letter to Myself in One Year (as of the Creation of This Title), March 2019, When 30 Years Will Have Passed Since My Conception"

. . .

but our friendship often reminds me of what i dislike about myself

but it feels better, more important, more true, real, eternal

what am i going on about

friends

meaning

purposes

love

life

laughing

person

poop

pips

tits

lips

hold me now in your long arms

dear judge
. . . .

i want to finish the new yorker shorts i began the past couple days

i just peed out by the south of my house

i felt good

my thoughts felt clear and honest

sun was peaking thru the trees

it is 7:71

no, it says 7:31


theory.


a ten thousand word thought


every tree on earth

every oxygen respiring plant cell

every nitrogen rich insect

every bedroom of every 30 year old father and his 9 year old daughter

every drop of coffee

every drop of tea

every bubble inside of a liquid or a human


Every possible arrangement of the bones and joints of living human skeletons


The End


Drops That Never Drip

From the Wholes of Bodies


April 28th 2018

I just heard the song Feeling Good about Feeling Good.

I just had a little diarrhea.

Less than an hour ago I signed up at BeTheMatch.org

I heard about it on Good Mythical Morning

I've been watching that show, catching up every week.

Also Podcasts, We're No Doctors, Ear Biscuits, Harmontown


I just saw Andee and Aaron and Malakai and Bobby.


Malakai's last soccer game.


Kind of strange

I lied to Aaron about how far I am in A Stroll with William James.

I said I am about 100 pages further than I am.


Mom said she might bring home Golden Chick, fried chicken, or catfish.


It is almost 5 p.m.


She has spent the day with Tim, Chelsea, and their kids.


After I got home from seeing Aaron and his family I drank Wine.

I read some of my journals from a few years ago, and looked at drawings I made.


I ate a slice of chaeddar cheese, ate a few M and Ms and a Brussels Peppridge Farms cookie and drank a little coke zero mixed with the wine, and I made hot chocolate with whipped cream, and i drank a little, I'll go drink more now. I waited for it to get less Hot.


hmm

boylife in america

cody chesnutt

me and you and everyone we know

hmm

fugazi

sweet and low


- -  May 2nd, 2018, 12:35 p.m.

I am going to post an exerpt of this letter onto this blog after I finish typing this. now.

The Lenient Seeker - Tully Tipsy Torpy, A Good Fleet away to Feel

You're a real baby

There must be an orange hole on your unilaterally unsatisfied poor pore porcelain sunset-sky skin.

Braid blaze, of the course you are a baby, the white 65 year old Rag
right
behind
every
colored Dumpster --

Here : Don't care - Don't care anymore

I will care if you don't - I will care if you don't I swear --

The blue scene raises, slick baby ;

Wrinkled grey, you move your body chunks: liquid heavy, a sense, a quiet

Falls ; Purse your squeezes ; Sleep your times 

I will hold your worry ; Your insane duck punch

I will sorry your head lift ; Just follow the groove

You are best - feeling solid - hungry human - Hold you, Babies.

The End

I Divide My Life into Seven Sections

Section One

I get born and I am home.

Then I leave home and I am gone.


Section Two

I make friends and I feel blue.


Sections Three

A world of possibilities for me.


Section Four

I stand firmly at the door.

I wait till it opens and I walk through.

I do not wait for more.


Section Five

To thrive is to begin again

And again.

Mmmm mmm.

Forget what cannot be gotten.

Aim to be the realest person alive.


Section Six

Chop and sharpen sticks.

Carry and feel the water.

Feel the weight.

Feel the way ....

Chop wood, carry water.

Collect the leftover bits and teach all the little kids.


Section Seven

Bring the Heaven.

The Attraction reveals the Force.

Of course.

Hold fast to the reigns and manes of an infinite horse.

Multiply.

Divide.

Odd equals Even

A Minimum of Nothing ... To Minimize Aversion

What was I thinking a few hours ago that sounded really good in my mind?

Hmmm. I think it had the word good in it. Maybe not.

I was more recently thinking this:

Everyone needs money to live.

No one needs money.

One needs a car to be a good citizen.

I don't want to think about the interview at the library that I will be in in an hour and 20 minutes.

If 100 percent is total, impossible comfort, then I think I am usually less than 50 percent comfortable, especially if I am trying not to waste time, trying to be healthy and considerate.

To children, Always be being careful.

Yes! I remember what I was thinking:

Trinity:

Alive with no beginning or end, no before or after,

Paying perfect attention to all things,

A present mind with everything.

Sounds vague, but I want it to include everything and be true.

Administer Indeed, Assist We Can. My Sore Is Throat

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I once read a book.

It felt like hours.

The same page stared at me.


Diving Woman - Japanese Breakfast

Underwater somehow

Submarine so lonesome


The Shape of Water yo la tengo

Claustrophobia, loneliness

Personal freedom


Guitars Gardens

I am boiling egss

I must boil egs


Turn on that thing

My tablet. Right

now O kay

Stephanie Borns I discovered Legion today. Grateful I had half a kitchen to paint.

Manage

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For B. O. O. O. ___ O. O. O. O. M. dot com

Sorry I am not a member; I have not had a paying job in years. I want people to think similiar thoughts that help everyone think sanely and peacefully. So I want to share my thoughts in Words. On screens and paper and voices... I want universal truth and universal honesty and universal creativity. I want people to Be healthy. I know I can help people. Everyone needs help. The End, I thank you eternally for reading. {: hope you have a nice life.

Poems of Consciousness to Help People Think ... I don't remember it all. :

It ends with ' it is '

Courtney Barnett Spotify radio :

Foxygen - Shuggie

Cass McCombs - Laughter is the Best Mredicine

Fat John Misty

Aa

Bernard Lonergan

Phil McShane

James Duffy - Guadalajara

Barbara Harris

A

Who did I just listen to?

Kevin Morby - Beautiful Strangers

Sun Kil Moooo ooom Kozilek MTG


___   Jaques Barzun

____ William James


Wredberg


The End

For Myself

Strong enough to die a little longer,
Read a book to know I am stronger than death.

Read a book to die a little stronger.
Sleep enough, relax, and honor my breath.


The Voices of Leonard Cohen and Tai Lopez as Heard by Speechnotes on My Tablet:

Shelter now the way of breath register weather the type of questions you think

this happen to me earlier today and I was like I got the freaking answer for you
I'm going to give you the damn answer right here
you want to know what
it is this
at your pay attention

I've heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord
it goes like this the fourth the fifth the minor fall the major lift
your faith was strong
we can eat poop
good Beauty uber through you
she tied you to a kitchen chair
a lot of those letters
it sucks some pilgrim
it's a cold and it's a no
you never even show it to me do you
I remember hahaha
I've done my best
I know it wasn't mine
I couldn't feel
I didn't come here to London just to feel standard

Save

Christmas once a day

or

Christmas once a life ,

Save yer savior ,

Save your savior .

Save or savor .


I found the perfect job for myself :

It involves me, the sun, the moon, the sky ,

And the Hurting Principoles of Loving beyond Science .

Pulls

Passions

Callings

Beckonings

Reckon

A snake in side a pool cue
, running thru a bull chute
, clearing out the afternoon
, raises all the dead for you
.

One Quarter of Four

Whenever light shines on history

I sleep inside a hearse .

I want to love my mystery

but she's burning up a church .


It sounded like a symphony

when I finally heard her breathe .

Now we found intimacy

and we will never leave

Line Way More Open Than Only All Light

Dancing lines of our theory minds:
Formless, beginningless, real
Theoretical images:

Live minds. We all gather at a
Dark forest's edge, at the waters'
Edge, at dawn, to speak together,

To reflect each other, to let
Interior essence enter.
The borders, peaks, slopes, bodies of

Our languages. We find light and
Voices, however far They are,
Your oldest friends forever friend.

All will be well while we do We.

                                                        sips of imageless under-known:

                                                        colorless blue water,
                                                        waves free of energy
                                                        swell out of the center,

                                                        feed the loop each way,
                                                        eternally perfect
                                                        homeostatic rest.

Our real relations, routes,
Routines, records, patterns,
Paths, pilgrimages, ideas,

Intentions, interests -
Mine our mind-lands for meaning-
Decision-action, connect our

Insites: remote fam radio
Station, small mountains, flat farms,
Helpful unread yellow brown book,

Rough dangerous human surface,
Di'm old grey gross wooden room,
Work-dancers break out beyond light;

Crystalline Minds grow and die-solve.


                    Earlier Draft :


The dancing lines of our theory minds:
formless, beginningless, real and
theoretical images:

Live minds. We all gather at a
Dark forest's edge, at the water's
Edge, at dawn, to speak together,

To reflect each other, to let
Interior essence enter
Our borders, peaks, slopes, bodies of

Our languages. We find light and
Voices, however far They are,
Your oldest friend forever finds;
All is home if We stay Ourselves.

             sips  of  imageless  knowledge

                   colorless blue water,
                  waves free of energy
                 swell out of the center,

                  feed the loop each way,
                       eternally perfect
                       homeostatic rest.

The lines of our journey, paths, patterns, pilgrims,
records, schedules, iteneraries, intentions, interests,
mining minding, molecules of meaning-decision-action,

connect our insites. F-AM radio station by a remote highway,
50-year-old book, 100-year-old wooden table,
150-year-old dim wooden room,
Worker walks out in light, now knows what to do.

Bbookkeepprr

BBOOKKEEPPRR

bbookkeepprr

Bbookkeeppeerr

BBOOKKEEPPEERR

Bookkeepeer

Booky Peer

Booky Purr

Bookeepr

Bookkeeper

Bookkeeppeeng

Bbookkeeppeenngg

BBOOKKEEPPEENNGG

Bookkeeping

Bookkeep

Little Bo Keep

A Book

I read a little.

Read a good idea.

Do a good idea.

Keep good people

Help good

Boo Goo

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Dipe Wipe and the Baby Milks


Deadbridge Goliath and Losing Intellectual Property


" He Always Felt Like Dancing "  is playing right now at 139 Michele Drive

I am me

On a flat screen digital television

Yesterday I heard a song by M Ward .

He sang something about dance I think. He danced all the time, Vincent O'Brien


I took a walk just before dawn ,

I had a tune from the song Assessment by The Beta Band

running in my mind , and

I sang this song :

Some times
I feel
nothing.

It's all
because
I am

Some thing
special
to me.

Texas
makes me
smoothies.

I walk
to the
movies.

Texas
makes me
movies.

I walk
for the
smoothies.

Sunny
Life's Long
Regret.

I won't
leave you
sorry.

Sorry.


Ha, House Cat by Mark Kozelek is pretty funny. {:


I'm really grateful for Mark putting a lot of songs out there. I'm grateful for the honesty.

I want to read Barzun now.

Topo Gigio is funny too.


I been listening to Courtney Barnett and Kurt Vile


I just put on the album You Want It Darker


I don't want to listen to it now

I want something lighter

Tim Heidecker maybe

I just watched the Bottle of Wine music video

How silly [: he looks very young.

Empty Bottle is great.

I like how hard Tim tries to be dumb.

I just cracked up at his face in the Empty Bottle video

Good choices Greg

I am the best person I should be

I am as good at being a person as I should be

I guess that is hyperbole

I was being wishful

I read about a page of The House of Intellect today

I'll be alone here for another 5 hours at least

I read a few sentences from The New Book of Forms: a Handbook of Poetics

I thought I wanted to call back the IRS and say I want the job

It is 6:30 to 3 on Saturday and Sunday

I want to wait as long as I can to get a job.

It is kind of crazy

I have been out of school for almost 4 months

like a hundred days

Ha [:

I like days

Yesterday I was thinking that Some People haved Lived and will

Live for more than Thirty Thousand days. That's a bit more than 82 years.

That is lot kind of

But if one wants to do something really amazing

they could fill infinite days


I'm cold


I'm cancer


I want to read mostly


Part of me wants me to die


Part of me wants me to come


Part of me wants Everything , it seems


and part wants Nothing , I think


I feel very weirdly content


I like Ocean's Too Cold a lot


I feel real tired


I should not have taken any caffeine today


I should have slept more

over the past week


I kind of like killing time like this


Times like these


And I hate it


I will always regret waiting

Thinking about doing worthwhile tasks

Then I may never do them


I may just

soak up the weird world

spit back a gross mixture

then all things come to an end

smudges of history

on eternity


Advancements of Oral Medicine

Facility managers reference micro organization

begin a long night

eat a vegan wrap

with Hannah and Kyle


It is worth one note


I have to give you


It is my opinion


I like Good Looking Babies


Quite


I have told myself to shut up thousands of times in my life

mostly these past 5 years I bet


I really want to do something different now


I will open The House of Intellect file in 30 seconds .... why am I doing this ... i will

keep my eyes on the words

I will hear the sentences in my mind

and I will think the thoughts

and I will understand something

The End

of this Blog forever

Bye {:

Love, Greg

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Salivation Salvation
Specialty Figures
Property Values, Properly Value
Figurative Figurines

Phanto Gram
Grammaw
Black White Body
Design Photo Edit Upload

Life is one day
All past is yesterday
All future is tomorrow
Bright Laid Person School Visitors

Jeffery Lewis is 4 years
Today is half time quarter moon
Soft round smooth solar systems
Galaxies, verses, laws, Logos.

Hi, me, I fell out of

your hair; my comb is blue; my
love is strange; my goofy Love

is Science holes, god forger
with a practice Gun Flute,
Property Grunt Blue guster.

My Pain is blessed by a
Gold-Feeling Foster Happen-

Stance Grace.

Look for Shame, Her Name... Life Can Be Praised in Many Different Circles, Kevin

           1

I think I woke up today.
Did you smell the sky when it was blue? It was great.
I think I can eat a ceiling fan blade.
I think it's June when it's February. He ha he.
Do you know a name like Shamus?

I'm gonna throw a bag like a rope.
I'm gonna throw a bag like a rope.
What was the line before that one?
What was the line before that one?
Do you know a name like Shameus?

I looked for Shame's bulbs on the Internet
a lot today.

I want to for give you, Seamus.
I really want to write that.
I wrote that.
I really want to forget that.
I really want to be better.

Other persons can never be me.
I can never be different from myself.
A present self can never be any other self.
A self may only ever guess at
being a different self. I defer.

I can totally see the tree.
I can always remember if I want to be her.

Sun. Camera. Digital. Film. CPUs. Fiber. Ether. Eye.
Sshee sleeps. 3 20-somethings do mediocre, lazy Yoga.
Shhee wakes. Shirts. Showers. Blink. Skin. Smile
if you want it.

2

I think I thought about you as lonely.

He accused a Non-Toxic.

You wore the purple, quick black, checkered dress.

We are having fun with it.

We are Avril-Levinely go-gettering an upset.

You are thin, slim, slender, lithe, svelt, Super hot.

I click and enlarge. I point at tips and tops.

We are aging ourselves twice as fast as the alone.

The depths of this night, the bottom of my brain,

my sick fuzzy bones of dust groan,
I imagine healthy rain, my mind clean, and hope for tomorrow.

Y'all exclaim extravagant tangents exponentially;

I'll pray that they others keep makin' that good food, thank you.

Mercy.

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Hi, random Facebook add, what is your story? I'm like a person hanging out. I like words and people allot. Are you a real person? Thats is a Nice photo of a woman like person on your profile. I do things like this to kill time, I am very insecure with myself and others. I do things to get better though. I'm confused most of the time. Sorry for the word vomit, I think it is most likely all true. I have very bad posture most of the time.
The End

Food and Death

Nothing can be wrong.
Vanilla Gorilla Thong

Nothing can be free.
Apple Bumblebee

Every body's safe.
Coconut Banana Cage

Every one will die.
Peanut Butter Guy
 

Nothing can be good.
Fajita Taco Wood

Nothing can be bad.
Sopapilla Kotex Pad

No one is alike.
Fresh Pineapple Bike

All things are the same.
Coca-Cola Chocolate Brain

Independence is the way to believe their friends are real.

I Know The Beta Band

The beats are better than my beating head.

I have often ruined my great moods more quickly than I have thought of a good plan for my day...

Oh Bang, it's a trace of love through the pain... pang.