July 2011
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Grace #poetry
quietuntil she remembered you then her eyes looking off to the side her voice would slip out sideways sliding to her tv where glow-in-the-dark plastic hands prayed to jesus all night long her wire wrapped stories would spill pink-tongued from her mouth full of indentured servitude her arms fluttering too fast for her worn cotton house dress imprinted with an almost memory of ripe cherries and...
June 2011
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aluminum loony bin
none of us there are our ourselves after all that’s why you’re there and if you are who you are you never go home you have to stay on dayroom couches without color next to marco who smells of burnt tomato soup who picks his nose describes the subtle nuances of each delicate new masterpiece to emerge from his nasal passages with the zeal of carter opening king tut’s tomb before...
March 2011
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regression series
they’re therein my thin coat of air i ride a puddle poke poke poking a stick connects my belly to oil-blossom water near all the pretty girls i want to be all shoulders hair-tossed whispers name bony boys peering from pebbled places for training bra straps as they squeeze slimy tongues from mucus mouths but in the mud i am a throwback a cave girl a flake of flint in my hand i draw what i hunt ...
February 2011
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this is your brain on drugs with a side of bacon
:good morningi am careful to keep my voice studied neutral; they believe machines talk like this so i will play along modulating my tones to a paper gray with ones and zeroes as if my toner needs shaken :what day is it?shaken seas and i will build a kayak from straws and cling wrap a vessel light as a bird to fly upon the waves and carry me dry as houses safe as mouses to a copper-plated shore...
committed
am a mole living between walls clinging to lathe strip drywall mud dragging my pink tail through six miles of dusti suck hot suspicion between paranoid halls their voices vibrate i poke my fringed nose out fresh air upon my stained claws deaf and blind and oh so dumb mom has her knives out she’s grinding them down their edges stochastic infinities and her eyes smell like rust her breath full of...
the mischief i manufacture
tangled in cobwebs my feet track mud on the ceiling peeling eggshell paint lead sweet with each step i succeed in disappointing in this season of poverty of plastic promises poorly kepttoo late the ceiling is smooth except for three dead moths trapped in cracks modeled in grey powder injection molded with optional parts with authentic camouflage and decaled wings just like full-size i step...
better options
night on the other side the grass is always greener each blade sharp sharp clear opened wide above ass-ends of cigarettes stubbing out words in the concrete pouch where pools of oil breed white teeth pink princesses come round to watch blue boys pull on tight jumpsuits bulging with veined promises firm yet so so soft where hoses live in rubber dark their hands of grit and grease hold back the...
June 2010
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next stop
asphalt demanding oil afternoon sun demanding skyi close my eyes plastic thighs swaying down down lips numb in my dream we are married my body feels older worn comfortable in your arms glossy cars show movies pale leaves pale trees a day of autumn all in chromemy frame tumbled against you later i will hold your hand at your father’s funeral steady your tarpaper soul spreading the first...
March 2010
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steel wool
with hands strong he joins with speech soft he joins with edges aligned with fire combines spatters embers while his fingerprints bind woolen fibers warp weft needles hooked he joins with friction with knots never forget a fabric of bronze thoughts iron age dreams electrically sealed seams his words winding knitting his thoughts in pearls he joins all into one as if they had been always and...
February 2010
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Repetition
here in my machine demons dwell i treat them well i bring them ice cream sundaes and write them poetry we’re doing just fine thankshere is a picture from when they met my mom her swollen grape hands smashed on my hollow skin her hair is messed up because danny dropped some gum and i got there with the scissors first and her first-grade roundhouse took out two teeth that were loose anyway i didn’t...
updates planned
I’ve been using Posterous for blogging for a while, and I hadn’t checked out my Tumblr page directly in quite a while.
Wow.
I had forgotten I created a really bad layout…grotesque and hard to read. I’ll try to update this later this week so the rare visitor doesn’t go blind trying to read one of my incoherent rants (like someone reads these, lol).
In the meantime, the...
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Some Thoughts on Universal Internet Access
This post was sparked by the recent essay by A Faire Alchemist on TeachPaperless. In this work, A Faire Alchemist argues internet access is a civil right.
The idea that internet access is becoming a bona fide right is a concept I believe will, and should, gain momentum. I consider this an argument supporting universal internet access, with parallels to both calls for general literacy and...
the new pet
my instruments stand in sorrowful lineground hollow with millfield waters with fossil laden limestone they are arrayed still steaming wet from pretend autoclave edges sharp edges dull as befits my need or the wire hum lightingtools to wield to shape to bring to heal whipsnap wheal andinmyporcelainfinetubawkward i prepare to excise failure’s tumor ...
last minute bargain
in razzle dazzle camouflage of supermarket sunday i knock over cans i dart away from husbands blue with two-day beards towering over invisible girlthen she walks in front of me once twice taunting daring her shrunken frame heavy coat hidden makeup the color of sandstone lipstick the color of pomegranate juice bleeding into her wrinkles hair...
January 2010
8 posts
Test
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st-bartholomew-the-great
and i think of summer fairs popcorn kernels in gravel the barkers barking a little girl wearing a shirt reading porn star holding hands with mommy and daddy she met my eyes and licked her lips i looked away ashamed i was twelve no one looked at me no one dared and all around the midway lights alamogordo flares and painted metal screams wheeled whipped across the setting...
Half-Baked Thoughts on Poetry: #1
We create poetry to understand both ourselves and our relationship with the world. It is a tool that helps us both understand and shape our reality, to become aware of the consequences of our existence. In poems, I see the waking analog of those dreams that flow nightly across our sleeping minds. Dreams disassemble reality. They allow us to examine and reconstruct our lives, to heal and grow from...
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a society of none [draft]
our community, the withdrawn behind doors locked in eggshell walls life’s muffled illusions lined neat ignored in jars, colors grown pale ceasing to flutter, tattered tracking circles in their own dust our community, isolate honeycombed empty hives except for our antennae tapping out messages unread not even by programmed simulacra sullen because we wiped their mouths away our community,...
endless loop
long i dwelled in dark silences sleeping in tubspixels and early summer ants my closest friends when silver wires appeared in my nylon hair matted self cut i saw age’s inevitable sleep advance advance nearer nearer my god to seeand in mind wandering i found gaps stitches...
Breathing
and in one beat of hummingbird’s wings iridescent i rose in love the eternity of my time aloft amidst those planetary drives i tucked nimble between gears lubricated slick fingers could not hold and i fellmy burning landing on reality’s rocky reaches when wings made their clockworked downstroke ...
December 2009
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Triple-Tracking Twitter Mentions
It seems keeping track of my account mentions on Twitter takes more work than I thought.Tracking your mentions is a matter of good Twitter etiquette. For example, I like to thank my fellow tweeters when they retweet my messages. I’ve also discovered some very cool accounts when people I don’t normally see retweet a message retweeted by someone on my timeline. It’s also good to thank people for...
Effective Advertising, #1 in a Series
Special ketchup packets created by the New Zealand Campaign Against Landmines.* Using a ketchup sachet, we demonstrated the horrific nature of living in a land mine affected country and how much a part of everyday life that horror is. The idea is simple: as you tear open the sachet you also rip through the child’s leg and the ketchup inside pours out like blood. “We hope the sachet aptly...
November 2009
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unrecoverable error's “Hikikomori Thanksgiving”
Repost of former /hikki/ member unrecoverable error’s “Hikikomori Thanksgiving” from 2008 (I put this out on /hikikomori/ a few days ago): You’re invited to a Hikkikomori Thanksgiving! No relatives getting drunk and asking you questions like, “How comes you ain’t married yet, you queer? And when you gonna git off yer ass and git a real job?” or pulling out a shotgun and...
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spice and wolf. woof!
Natsumi Kiyoura performing a live version of “Tabi no Tochuu”, the opening theme from the anime Spice and Wolf. I’ve only watched a few episodes, but Spice and Wolf sucked me in immediately. The story covers the travels of an itinerant merchant with a wolf spirit. In the process, it deals with themes of business, personal and commercial, exploring motives of profit, loss, compromise, trust...
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Engaging Those Gears
I was just looking through the /hikki/ archives, and came across this quote: “It’s gotta happen between our ears before we can move our rears”— boxcuttergrrl Posted via email from Twisted Wires & Loose Connections | Comment »
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Cognitive Dysfunction Reversed in Down Syndrome... →
Very interesting research — I want to read more about this. I have wondered what the mechanisms were behind these developmental difficulties. If this could be controlled by medications, I think it’s very exciting.
I tried to write about the ethical implications, but there’s a gap in my logic. Maybe I’ll revisit this topic.
I think this is, somehow, different than say, excising...
New Retweeting Tool Comments
Cool! I started seeing the new retweeting tool in my account yesterday. I really like the convenience — thank you Twitter team! There’s a couple of features I’d like to see: Add a Message. Occasionally, I like to add a brief comment after a retweet. When you click the Retweet button, a popup appears asking if you want to retweet the message to all of your followers. I’d to see...
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The Growing Weirdness of Company Names
I read an article on Scobleizer about mistakes start-ups make; one of his remarks on company names was: “…I just interviewed a company named rrripple. Now if you end up with a name like that maybe you should spend at least 20 more minutes thinking through your name!”
Recently, a family member coerced me into helping them find a name for their business. Aside from the normal excessive guilt and...
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some twitter tools
A couple of tools I’ve found helpful with Twitter:
Posterous. Inspired by Foolness, I signed up for a Posterous account and linked everything together. I just made my first official post with this tonight, but I like it already.
Retweetist. I haven’t really read up on etiquette yet, but it seems like it’s good form to thank people for retweeting (reposting a message...
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Managing Twitter Lists
Twitter recently introduced a “Lists” feature. With this, you can easily organize the accounts you follow into different groups. Additionally, other people can subscribe to your lists to follow the same groups.
Adding someone to a list is easily done when you add the person. Just click on the Lists dropdown, and if you don’t have a list where they fit, create a new one. You can also create a new...
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xkcd data visualization
I’m not sure why, but I don’t read xkcd regularly. I enjoy it when I do, especially when they surprise us with magnificent works like this, a beautiful set of character interaction charts from famous movies…just fantastic! A topological transformation from 4-D to 2-D. I think I had a little braingasm reading this…
Seeing these lines also reminds me of the colored lines...
October 2009
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“haiku!” / “gesundheit, do you need a tissue?”
I’ve taken more of a liking to Twitter (after my initial grim assessment). I’ve discovered a nice group of people writing about mathematics, philosophy, art, and poetry. Just snippets of conversations, but with occasional links to very interesting reading and listening.
Unfortunately, I’ve also polluted their limpid poetic waters with my fecal haiku. It’s been æons since...
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after the psychosis has gone →
I enjoyed this piece on BBC’s Ouch website by Seaneen Molloy. It’s definitely an aspect of my own situation that contributes to my self-imposed isolation…
“There’s a little known fact about psychosis, a piece of information so crucially omitted from the various ‘So, You Think You’re Crazy?’ handbooks littered around GP surgeries, and it’s this:...
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banality of t3h ev1l
I added several accounts to follow on my trial Twitter account this morning. This has dramatically increased the creepiness factor.
My initial suspicion is that Twitter is the online equivalent of watching someone chew with their mouth open.
Edit: Changed my opinion…yes, I drank the FlavorAid®!
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the destructive impulse question
I’ve been watching a new hiki forum on AnonIB for several days, and I’m seeing a peculiar destructive pattern I’ve seen elsewhere before. What seemed to be a new community suddenly collapsed under a barrage of attacks from spammers and trolls.
I’m watching with clinical detachment on my part. The board is new. I haven’t posted there. The people are different (with...
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coming out as crazy
This is it. The others will know. I can’t contain this longer.
I’m the intersection of self. I’m in charge of the Committee, the stone unmade. I’ve made my first strike, and I’m alerting those outside. Sorry, but it has to be done.
Welcome to the point where the past meets the future. I am the crossroads. I am the black rider, the woman under the stream, the blood...
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folly in theory and practice
I construct grand edifices of soaring complexity and unrivaled beauty in my mind, only to falter in frustration as I hit my thumb on the first hammer swing…
Image by 2009 ASAI Hugh Ferris Memorial Prize Winner, Maarten van Dooren RDL Eindhoven
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Artistic tendencies linked with gene associated... →
I’m a little relieved to read this. Finally, there’s a concrete reason to keep this gene in the soup.
This link between creativity and madness has long been recognized on an anecdotal level, but now, we have some suggestion this may have a genetic basis.
Now, the question is, will people accept the trade-off? Or will they ignore the benefits, and exterminate this trait from our gene...
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employment: crossloop
I came across a service called “CrossLoop” yesterday.
CrossLoop started as a simple tool to share your computer screen with other people (like WebEx or ShowMyPC), but they’ve gone in a different direction. Now, you can register as a “Helper”, and provide assistance to people online, promote your work, and even get paid for it.
This sounds like it might have some potential for...
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figure ground
I was in the shower this morning, and I found myself looking at two blobs of water on the ledge where I put my soap. They were adjacent, and exposed to just enough spray that they were gradually increasing in size.
Surface tension kept the two drops apart. Instead, the individual blobs grew in height, but their ability to become spherical was limited by gravity. The atmospheric pressure...
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a comforting thought
We can’t know everything. We can’t be certain of anything. There’s always something more, something unanswered, and every answer raises more questions. As long we keep asking, “Why?” life will be interesting, dangerous, exciting, scary, and satisfying.
And fun.
Life is everywhere. It’s the manifestation of the self-awareness of our universe, and our universe is part of the fabric of a...
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Entropy in the Universe is much greater than... →
Now I know why I can’t get organized…
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rituals of revelation
A brief post this evening. I was watching a video and lost track of time.
I’ve been thinking today about the whole process of getting to know other people online. Unlike real life, we can control every aspect of what we reveal to others. Whether it’s participating in forums, or just commenting on the occasional blog or newspaper article, what others know about me is entirely my...
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the pleasure of cycles
I’m doing better today, the cold is fading (rather, it’s pouring out my poor little red nose). So I did a little housework today to clean up after a couple of days in bed.
Washing dishes, I found myself musing about the simple beauty of cycles of entropy and order. Waves are composed of smaller and smaller wavelets within, and such it is with the universe. We live in cycle of order...