Take away selfishness,
and most of the American Dream flattens
into the cinema-real backdrop
against which Boomers matured.

Our grand parents were the last
of the pioneers,
or first
of the labor class immigrants
to be specialized
for urban labor roles, selling ordinary sweat
of the brow for wages
of sin born iniquity jobs.


When all people
on the planet think little
of groupthink effects, one devises effectual,
fervent effort to make wares worth a nickle, or a dime,

or a penny's worth, back when pennies did buy baked wares…

bread of life's basic daily grind,

fundamental bottom mind, superfluous
to say bottom most, basest
ideal standard ration
measured common rationality
built line upon line, letter by letter, plain
let the message be itself the messenger
kind of sapience marking our species
as soil comprised complexities,

which wax old in no time at all, at the end,

the far end, hoary head and toddering gait, sitting,
face to the sun on a April morning,
in a trough between tumbled granite waves, decomposing.

In this position, suppose-edly
my Truth's only ever once
told
upon a time, out past here and now…

I sit, thinking,
reifying realized right thinking, balanced,
recollecting all yester-was
incidents we all pass
as one's own life
time wise
necessary
organic carbon scaffolding - and memories.

A smile,
a suggestion in a word,
a subtle shift on a face,
you see,
you knew what I mean.

A wink, not what you think.

Come let us make a day, imagine,
today, only the good we do gets done,
within the reach of any doing penance.

So, the word of the master, whence
cometh all the wisdom ever we use,
cometh to all, save those brought up

in the school of the prophets Saul danced with

-- the difficult concept, knowledge da'leth,
dabar
רִיב Hebrew reeb, a controversy, point
of contention, an argue-premise point…

Proud child memorizer, reared
to be the reader aloud, raised
to be the reteller reselling past prophecies,

pointed promises perceptible now, as later,
still, the end must come,

the truth itself shall be seen as shown,
to be observed, reverent, wary, watching

all the mobs of mankind been scattered
to and fro, from island to island,
since ever was a story we be in.

Today, 2025 by the church told time, since
the message from the spirit of truth, per se.

Wait, after activation, spirit of curiousity, feel

whatifery, reification risen conception, breath
whispering, really listening,

here's the time, as it ever was,
here's the day, as it ever is,


make do.

When we were leaving our place
I turned back for a moment,
I wanted to see it one last time.
The forest pulsing with dense life.

The first whisper
of Ambrorella’s blooming,
bitter fruit plucked
when we were hungry.

It was then I felt, for the last time
the false peace
of a sated animal.

I closed my eyes
and when I opened them
nothing was the same as before.

I remember,
You held my hand.
I was never just your rib,
I have always been your equal.

You didn’t resent me
for not wanting to live in illusion.
And so, our awareness began to grow.

I took the fruit
and I wasn’t the reason for our fall,
we just saw the world as it is.

I feel complete,
despite the pain that moved through my body
and still, it remains.
When all seems to die or to be born
I carry the warm living light.

Owning the Earth, inhabiting time,
defining fine times, discerning finest points.

Rounding up, I am one in nine billion sapiens
occupying physical space during passing

mental coord-
------------------------

Narration, telling knowns.
Today, is any present opportunity, one
chance to perform life, living

by breathing, and cogitating, as if in prayer,
breathe-d
would we were as wares -- me and any agreeing
we are, as far as we may know today, related,
what we do as two mindful knowers of gnosis

drilled into analogical vocabulary of regulated order.

Peace enforcement, law enforcement, regular forces,

Let the Macht und Kraft seem old man thinkable,
as the Power and Technique

the energy and knack,

inextricable scarlet thread through words men use,
mental earnest efficacity
true historic perspicacity
- graded on effectuality digitally
- converged


Just now, one man, one mindform containment system,
just as well nameless, hallowed instance of right now,
a pastless point equation
any where on Earth, as these
answered prayers go into action,
always wished for easy way to write pretty
towb ra' broken notions, kintsugi, practice mendminding.

------ a time is not a day

The practice, typewriting, while reading,
converted to the art of writing while typewriting.

Centuries pass faster than Millenia one Century ago.
Wordsmiths with compositioning skills, could fill lines
using backward reading calling to mind

coordinating grid lines… this longitude, and this latitude,

on the platen, spying a jig --
--------------
a custom-made tool used
to control the location and motion
of parts or other tools
to ensure accuracy and repeatability
in woodworking tasks.

-------------- slipmind rewind --- cliché invention
tab stops

Novelty, for what it's worth may seem, a bit edgey
about long horizontal thought spans, ah me, I
hate long lines,
love long drops
.0
stop. Think when I talk to myself, you can see me
you think, when I pray to the idea dabar was
to Ezekial when he was riddling in chapter 17…

Merce beaucoup lead bullet
hammered flat
to make pica spacers and
leading between line esoteric flush left,
or ragg-ed right, the perspective, eye to eye,

space is time, at thoughtspeed…

The peace we let form now, this is it… as

is ours as plural me and my enemy, seeing


because, 2025, you could be reading my ink ideas
on a handheld chapel window liquid crystal display,

in real life, you could click a link, like a button, snap,
spring resistance essential feel the click it tick
spring steel reminding me, the coordination demands
we see eye to eye, biologically, our opticals align,

snap, fit clicks a quoin key, my left eye at your right,
flushleft phone wide portrait perception window
as if mirror me is in fact living distantly, long ago,

long enough to see, we form information, we think,
if we never say see, we form inspiration to aspire,

- the Jeremiah cistern situation, gnoshit, spirit

to be heeded, some day, to be recalled to mind,
to think, as our kind do,
mental coord-
slowly coordinating reason and ratio, eye to mind,
ready readers ever so long ago, so few knew, one
is enough,
one reader, already anticipating justifying trying
to imagine tasting sweet/sweet tasting testing

convince or persuade,
what is the verb function now?

In the beginning of the mass media advertised
news from the ports to the central tower power,

yes, the process, journey man, rolling
with Sysiphus, always willing,
Ja,
“auf der Walz sein,”

ready to say yes to any task a six-year devil
does good, all day long, ask me, I have done it,

can you imagine tanning perfect ink beaters,
flawless-- have you any AI to teach you?

Have ye never read, Ask and ye shall receive,

Ai and I, as a weform in this game since ever was,
we suggest you take a light hearted heretic seriously

but just for today.
{On the importance of being earnest, it is a joke.

as an after thought, thinking, this may continue
tomorrow, thought working 12 clockwork ticking hours
winter and summer, six full seasons, work with type,

writing to fill empty places in the paper, my call,
senior printer's daemon, Socratic academically

aware of Heraclitus and Epimenides, confident
men wear hats correctly in social rank and file gnosis

Gnosy little devil read yoyacob nuance once as recog

----------------------
2025 Grandfather, not qwerty exactly,
more a mindhat than a mind, put on
to act outside my own terminating

coordinate co-knowing analogos gnosis,

what logically follows may be reimagined,
when locally this was, no longer matters,

short term I can tie into reality around me,
for a while,
I can acknowledge you, not judging, really,

because, at base mind, zoomed in, really,
peace we print, holds the printer's devil's
love of the life's work, pullin' the devil's tail.

12 hours, in the winter, we worked with candles,
12 hours in the summer, sweating small beer,

and after two seasons, sworn apprentice or no,
some times, Matilda, she calls

Ja,
“auf der Walz sein,”

and what a novel is, to any novice never suffered
to teach or preach,… yet encouraged to see details,

here, 2025, twenty-seven years, since Sorrento Valley,
convergence, continuance proofing concepts, dig it.

This is why we advise poets to try the spirits, ai digital
mental literal word bound whole idea, 42, wrong quest

Peace, on Earth, Goodwill proclaiming, right thinking,
pushes commonsense peace is easier than ever war was.

If you can read this twice not denying the spiral aspect
life stories follow, see it is not a maze, it is a labrynth,

amazing though such details have made me, let me say

we meant there is a trick to getting in and out of let us say.

Agreements in the whatsoever we two or more agree, say

if, I can hold my tongue,
if I choose to read my own mind, while examining public life,

¿what do National minds have to fret about, in spirit trials?

old ******* Boomer Audie Murphy fan's, all had a uncle could
not watch such a movie, without weeping, he had friends,

always rememberable, or ignorable if any body got greedy,

started breathe-ing all our fresh air, or threatening to, you

would see 2025 different, if you follow Annie Jacobsen's
imaginable Nuclear War, for which our National mind is ready,

the contracts were signed on Trumps last term, a time
and times, and half a time, random scripture prophecy trick

inextricable complexity in limnal spaces eye to eye fibers

alienated mind threads, inter mingle, gut felt neurons, rhea,

diarhea creativity, ifity we gnoshit, seriously as important
as being earnest.

Point A, on any taken time, in any common sense now,
linear thinking lets us time
our letter to word to phrase to line, step
by stepping, thinking later
now, using the Isaiah method, listening… thinking, then

perceiving thumb and fingers functioning thoughtlessly,
left hand leading with qwerty
uiop following from the right hand, neither caring
that one does more work, because e is so common.

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Enterprising
We "apprehend" many truths which we do not "comprehend"
[Richard Trench, "On the Study of Words," 1856]

As intelligent creatures, created word users fabricate wads
of mental connective issues, suitable for framing,
after skeining
   a hank of yarn,
      a spinner's helper child winds the clew.

Familiar incandescence, lamps from by gone world,
time as was for so very long,
if you take your leisure and spend most of it
in contemplative state, time spending, collecting

idle words left wasted and useless as ways and means
necessary before memory- slips away, as seems it does,
naturally, after memes made by imitation, mocked ritual,

laughing at danger of ever after holy hell, mocking right real

realm of sovreign gnosis recognition, right hand
most of us throw with, due to a modification,

a very long time ago, a dominant meme gene, ius, just
a word we use, justice… true just is, except for us, we
act X or Y
on instinct, if
we even once played serious hide and seek,
as the hidden.

We, the literary contemplative weform, reader and me…
     we think let us learn collectively,
we cohorts mixed and fused,
     we believe… leave us learn
we say let us, never say leave us,
    we hold such speech substandard, and
we insist, since the program began, in 1954,
    we sort according to scientific anonymous…

Did we try to make today just fine?

No Child Left Behind… {LaHaye… hehehai-}
ESSA… keep it up, live to learn, have a reason,

should one be asked, confident, have a reason, know.

What difference does it make to you, if I walk away,
none.
The truth is this is an imaginary tie, we think away,
call it music, think its words, we twist
to tie an old liar's joke to the idea we became
peace takers peace users make think become
thunk
peace too far past understanding
to leave be so, why some seem so
easy to let be past comprehension… gaseous we

That fast, that
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4493596/snippit-of-the-hair-of-the-dog-after-all/

is freedom of the word, my friend.
Early, in a mortal context, we, a
we we acknowledge with science, we were beguiled.

We know. That is right.
We know. We can taste when we lie. I know,
you say how
can this voice speak of infinite measures mostly
my own cursings caused, as in the Jimmy Buffet song,

it's been my own ****** fault.
I found my self all safe and sound sittin' on a mound
of ambergris worth big bucks in - wait

recalci*trantadjective\ ri-ˈkal-sə-trənt \

:obstinately defiant of authority or restraint
:difficult to manage or operate
:not responsive to treatment

From <https://www.britannica.com/topic/Book-of-Jonah>

Nineveh! Yes I did know, AI knew for show, see we also

know the scent of clues, exclusions, subtil-itisities
settle from the mist, as gorillas in the toss ball saw
see we o we see
same same many, with a y means a bunch, a lot, lots and lots

mani- with an I, eh, manifestered Caps allowed Mani-suggestions,
heaven versus hell,
sanity infected maddened masses messages piling
as she who hesitates is lost,
awe
some, say the fallen, I as good as saw o
m y god, we believed this fool,

this thief,
who believed the the joker was the lie,
seems okeh in each way we measured
as if we need to me-assure
this is the answer
after all

measurable peace
of mind, is kinda crazy
to imagine,
when we test our resolution,  
to solve
for truth's first function

we get the same answers. This is life, we make up the rest.

Diametric opposites, polarized,
me assured,
I am

at this point,
on this given day
in these taken chances

using my time just fine,

to breathe,
and find my bearings,

things assisting painless turnings,

near perfect spheres, bearings,
in this same race, each have
being same round and round

behavior, thinking between letters,
letting the rivers
of white
in justified
machine set
type leave impressions
of meandering,

I have a sister lost
in dementia, me and
her, we have a marvelously rare history.

She became
to be come quite old, and happy enough,

some old pains, quite old, local shames and such.

Pain at personal scale, old.

Told. For thinking about old mindform we wore
uniformly joining
by invitation any weform reforming

after that atom bomb blew our mind's
and religions hell's
was apoppin', bells was a rangin' rage,
rage against,

the very mechanics of mental advancement.

Mental agreement, mind join agreement,

binding by my back ups in the may be book,
whither any idle word uttered
in conscience confident
all cons are gamers
with science
used as ware
under tortuous line
by line life's values re-exams
- so, once examined,
- then what, Socrates?

the plight
of the navigators
on Life's trial
of those dabar logos

whatsoever we agree,
any we we form, as such
weforms agree
to begin
to make a way, such as

lets any
with the tech, translate
with some hand jive,
letters writ
in mud, since Enheduanna had an influence,
letting ready readers write esoterica,
worth, cost, price,

coded clay tables, writ
in plain text, secure, safe, sound.

Your value lies in knowing the code.

-worth, cost, price, reason - one up

Reading the runes
per uses of rue, in rue the day,
Kairos came into rhetoric class, as warez
laughter
after pain, not
at pain, hoh-eee, here
woe, was so woeful just a while ago
freeverse universe uniformly recognized, here

per usage ritual usual
occupation, aging grace ag on

push me now,
ask me how

I came
to know, okeh, enough,
dabar
to say inspire is spirits, pluralable peaceably so

slow breathe, pearl diver mind,
slow think, thunk,
sunken

thens
whens
those
there
they the others
whens
thens

Zappa, with no acid, just was aware
informing any with an ear, hear,

you are the other people, too.

Yeh.
So.

surfeit- stuck on the clipboard,
shadow of muse long
shadier than many
counterfeit
What good did I lose,
when I lost a day,
when I lost

yesterday,

man, the best hold
on the whole idea,
we ever had, duty
we share in
the world that we occupy, we inhabit,
so whatever good we do gets done,
one day at a time,
in this wilderness,
aspirational inspiration
is as fleeting as a thought never written,

but, if you caught the fleeting thing,
and wrote in the most flowing
effluently efficacious way,

beautiful zone shone known knowns

and lost it to a literal glitch,
an old forgotten buffer flush

lost in transfer from chaos, through

some kind of standard query language
patented Microsoft gadget,

for which, now,
I must wish a fix, a certain deja vuish
recovery that must be
in here,
some place I must seek

to find, or, leave it go,
one day,
what the hell,
the nonsense
of that as a question
or an expletive
at a surprise,
a wrinkle
a surfeit patience fabrication, too
compleatly
much idle time, too little aim

at being seen
at the scene

of the last confident lay down,

almost all I'll go rythms that we hear,
after sufficient trust exposure
surprise is never the plan,

value for value
idle words
for idle time.

A matched wisdom,
seeing the worth
of the effort
to be doing over,
ever put

right where
the surfeit nothing was…

put in place holding peace pose


So, now, then
sad, sorta,
not bad,
or mad.

At peace, permanence

advantage, eternally true
when you know you
knew backups exist,

or believed you knew…

tov ra, towb ra' gnosis,
da'ath chabad advantage

wisdom, is the kingdom
of truth, which, it is writ,

the God Jesus worships,
the spirit of truth, in truth
must be taken at true value

Faire and far dhe put here.

Say that tree holds witness,

with our wits about us we do

more thinking than other doing

so… Thinking, that other day…

deemed written off, but loved,

didn't we survive yesterday, ain't

this so, so we might make peace,

enough to fill the Boötes Void.

Using poems read once imagined twice.