Like a Story

Duck Ruins Your Mind

Rogue Pill Goose Donut

Seven Alabaster Kitchen Wishes

Handsomely Town Bereaves Holyscape

I kiss Ikea ornaments.

Humanely open Michigan expressways.

I hope he is.


You do not need to.

But there is nothing better.

It is happy like me.

The city by the sea.

The streets are clean.

The fair goers pack up

Their fair wares.

Children in row houses

Sleep and play a game.

It is a cool 82 degrees.

Life is so simple.

Like a story,

Like a book, like a movie,

Like my life.

Please like me.

I want to ask you

To give me a ride

To buy some supplies

For the week.

I think then we can make it

On our own

From then on.

What do you suffer from ?

I Feel as Weird, Strange and Messy as Ever

Reunion with Her, the Seven... Obsession... Weakness


I Was a Nice Cool Sunny Cloudy Day

Each night we sleep in different arrangements. Two together, alone, all together, with guests. It is new and different almost every night.

- - -  We all have fulfilling hobbies or occupations.
Film making, writing, sculpting, cooking, gardening, maths, biology, philosophy, teaching kids, whatever.
. . .
I marry. A visits often, sometimes M.
We are all good friends.
This story is mostly about my self Distortion ?
But it is also about philosophy
and the meaning of life
and Friendship.

The end. Jeez ... this is weird.
Also okay often visits, and does stuff with the Seven and I...
. . . .
We are the most famous people ever
Everyone loves us
Each of us has a Charity
We fix Poverty
We fix Humanity
History is good now
The future is good

The end.

Times Pass Nice Words

Being Normal

I watch Norm of the North Eleven

Times . . . [ pass ]

In a row .

Everything you know now

Is wrong ,

But you are a good person ,

and it was fun anyway .

I saw heard you being James Franco

Beside under palm trees

And mexican food .

Just after sunset

Miles from the Southern California coast .

Wet eyeball surfaces

Creamy night time .

Eleven years or so

My family fought . . .

My ancestor who lived

2 million year ago . . .

They began a fire

" Eat Meat

Poetry wastes Times "

I sat on Chairs Tables Couches

Beds I sleep

I hurt I curl I cry

I remember to breathe deep Lee

I float around Earth and Sun stars

99 years

12 years since

16 years

I spent 16 hours

I felt something New

I could not Move


You know the song Jackass.


You had Nice Words to say

The End

A Smooth Slice of Sootheberry Slipper Silk

I thought of the title of this post when I was in high school or maybe middle school.

I don't think I thought of it as a title. They were just words that I enjoyed together.


Words I Enjoyed Together


After my first few sips of chocolate coffee

I Macheted away Native Plants around the Backyard Rose Bush


I wonder what Sootheberries are

It's a same shit and a different day

Rearrange the popsicles , Honey .


It's a same thing and a different day

Rearrange t/heir poop-sicles , funny .


It's a sane hang and a different day

Rearrange the Pope-sicle's money.

A Liar Forces Fun

God filled my nociceptors with Eternal Love

I am a Blatant Liar and a Force for Fun


Summer died with Two Porches on Loan

I ate a Soccer and God rubbed my Palm


God forced my hand to pulverize a Gun

I sang about a Scientific Solution


A baby wailed at 7:30 p.m. on February 26th, 2018.

I saw the News and I Predict

No one will Witness an Apocalypse

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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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.

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BBOOKKEEPPRR

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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