Standing on the podium, left fist clenching,
gripping tight, with all my might,
the dime,
spent each time, Phrygian magi, winks

No path this way, pray, tell. Where from 502?
Wall, fence, ditch, road.
Running away.
Breathing hard, *****
one way, being as how, this is the end,
the end of the road, that led to here,
breathe
today we act, as known invisible, devised
invisionate, volunteering to disappear here,
breathing
right before your TV eyes wall window,
breaks and I seep in to fill the empty here,
exhailanation -ah,
this side of glory, telling the story of
how do we learn how little we know here.

We listen and read, listen and write, listen
inhale,
ask new from old
sighing survivors of ever before,
prior known, post knowing, speaking in terms
I define, sift down to what I intend to think I said.
Let it out, and one
more ask …
Reasoning still, asking how to measure rations
in terms -ality allows… you can have my rations,
when I die. wwwishweknewish, proof,
breathe a reason
no more, wish away…you know,
know no less, wanna bet, free to try,
get it right, live or die, try, thinking I won, your
turn to take for granted, one more breath,
all you know, in a Phrygian riddle,
that cost me one silver dime,
no less.
Inspiration- al oh al ai knew.
Say it, say I said it, yes, I did,
so what I said, I pay for saying so
right,
say it proud,
and learn later the contention,
does turn hateful mean and angry as hell.
- proud comes with two sides
- I/We only have the good side showing
- swelling up, about to burst with knowledge

Aghastly outburst from a rotting old man I was,
yes, well aware the mirror-mind, was too intuitive.

But feelings, worked, feel like poor, in spirit, see
how might I be more as Uncle Tom was imagined,
ah, right, say rastaman brother mike, up in
portland, where some mad mobs form up,

signal fire, something dire this way come,
we be out of our mind, in anxious thought,
turning all these hairs to grey,
adding not the distance from my head to my heart,
a cubit, stretch --- here it come, the stretch
to the finish line… last unfamous word
- China 2022, who said… wu wei won
We won.
The imaginary final fun some religions find
their followers thrill to imagine, holy ones,
watching all the hated enemies, all those ones,
Jesus told those who heard him, command voice,
love your enemy,
if your enemy is a hungered, feed him, as you
feed you, love him, as you love you,
and watch the coals glow
knowing that love,
and leave me alone, or next time, I shall eat you,
alive.
and the spirit lifted,
I breathed. Yes,
sigh of relief, all in my head, but the bit you took
for too real.

Too much to ask, I ask my thinker,
as the we U ken U be, mostly me, the old guy,
who took out the mortgage on this rock,
Weyekin-assured, on a wink,
sittin' pretty, sazen in comfort, holy as hell,
after the day of visitation, was a real situation,

you were there, we all were there, you know
SYTF, to swear on Bible time then as now,
same
yesterday, today, forever, and
kpow, we made Y choose to let, leave, lief as well,
be
read on, right on,
anachronism in 1995,  ah, a time, dharma, then
that time, I wrote myself a note, asking if I know
- not karma, so, I said, no, dharma now
Ai knows for me, no need
for me to think you, too,
have access intuitively,
you had the internet all your life,
you know you
may as well take every test there ever was,
what is right
use of wrong.
That is the quest, today, not a question being, curious imp,
but this chore, Baruch at toil, am I - transangel-expresso,
¿Þorny issue, U said questions carry marks on a point,
a place, period in time upon which any thing that can
go wrong, shall, but, here
we are
so we know that was not the last word?
speaking from the dregs, at the bottom of the cup
of the day special, at the cost of your final breath,
taken out of queue, wish
a fisher of deeper realms
finds good reason to try
to be, whatever you wish,
once,
and should there be some lie forcing you to say,
you know,
choke, before you sayit, die before you lie,

and the curtain dropped, as it were today, anyway.

We become the stories we tell.
What the hell? That

Is a common question not answerable.
Lack of link, what what the hell?
AI ignore it, we call it another idle phrase,
used to express befuddlement.

A curious fuzziness. Impulse to pull
sense from a hat. Threaded thoughtwise.
Ha, I've a mind…

Fiddle with the tuner, the ****'s a little loose.

Hushshshsh, gentle gentleman, wisdom whispers
listen
easy is never the bad way, the hard way, offers glory,
dare the devil and win, the right way, -- walking away.

ignorant bliss, buzzing beings wished, was
available this morning,
sunshine, softly singing silly kids morning noises,
calling out countdowns to the chrome yellow bus…

Goodbye, Columbus. Literary allusion to unread books.
And shirtless Ali McGraw, in the movie. Artsy flick.
And then, Far from the Maddened Crowd, same chick…
with me, at the movies, not in the movie, me
and Blue, whose brothers I barely knew, we
saw three films together, we had raw unpleasing ***,
three curiously wondering why we only saw highbrow films.

Third one was Gordon Parks, The Learning Tree.

There was one movie house in the town.
It was a four-square spinoff revival church by 1985.

Really,  you know how lucky you are, boy, knowing
"to be"
as the answer we all answer Hamlet, in each role
his messed up character, appears in to offer
the one real question,
as if being were once a choice, each day…

ah, we. E-t, et et-ern
from Latin aeternus
"of an age, lasting, enduring, permanent, everlasting, endless,"
contraction of aeviternus
"of great age,"
from aevum "age"
(from PIE root *aiw-
"vital force, life; long life, eternity").
Good men, wombed or un, must
Endure unto the end…

from Latin indurare "make hard,"
in Late Latin
"harden (the heart) against,"
from in- (from PIE root *en "in") + durare
"to harden," f
rom durus "hard," f
rom PIE *dru-ro-, suffixed variant form
of root *deru- "be firm, solid, steadfast."

Tough nut. Hard row. Slippery slopes,
deep dark holes, boggy winter swamps…

As the world turns, the young and restless age.

The shooter seems willing to speak…
- I was lied to. I was good for nothin'
sure, as a young rapscallion's apprentice, why
who would not be mad, upon learning of the ways
bank's means support the boys being used as mercenaries,
- and yeah,
what a wonderful thing compounded confounding interests
seem, gee, America was great,
for some people, all the time,
sorted ones, picked for preparation,
smart kid, we can use such, prepared,
liberally educated and earnestly able,
to make a plan, write a thesis, daily table,
to change a plan into a scheme, ability
imbued with a curious charisma, they say,

so full of his personality, like Donald,
Goofy and Minnie both nod, ****,
did you vote for Al Smith, back then,
when America was great, and fortunes
was made selling Bridges in Brooklyn,
?
time and again, its like we was there,
East end, West end, all around the town,
but, at the movies,
in little dark structures serving ancient needs,
hands could be held, and, dare we, yes, yes,
all the way, America wins the America's Cup,
a true, real deal feel we are in that Spirit,
riding wind under the Oracle banner,
winning America's cup, for spreadsheet people.
- everyday folks who watch old movies on TV.
- And the folks who make those movies for you.

Those are the teams, eh, the people versus the people.
Spy vs. Spy, yes … Mad, Al Smith, and Alfred E. Neuman,
Barak, atar adonai ai ai ai, did I not
warn you,
allusions to Jeopardy questions evoke immediate inssi-der
we won. Not ironically, sublimely subtleeeeeeeeeee

Something t's me off, I swing. Killer instinct. Gut reacts.
Spirituality is gaseous, mystical, like swamp gas,
but in your belly, burning, below the bosum.

What lie did you tell to get here?

What trick did you need to turn,
to get here…
- who's asking I ask m'self
- here
here where the water's all turned t'wine,
an' not that nasty old Ripple, real wine,
sweet, sweeter than old Mogen David,

boiled down, redis- still, still ness, with a twist,
still says this
is the way this song is sung, first verse.

Second's no worse, could be the chorus,
like breaths of fresh air, in the middle of a cry,

we can sing some sense into someday,
if we get through this night alive.

Memories bid me stay awoken,
jokin' air of jongluers,
I acknowledge, I recall
I played Pressed Rat and Warthog,
on that rosewood recorder,
I gave to that guy doing his duty to God's country,

a couple days after Earth Day One, when we was with
Ol' Pogo, we seen the enemy we was to love,

and my part loved 'em, even then,
yeah, even
then, this was where the road I walked was leading,
otherwise,
I'd be gone, and would have missed, the noise,
around bedtime, real, but similar
to Fifties TV families,
these kids being all PBS+ level average skill with X-box,
these little funny paper people
some times sing silly songs,
that I then learn is K-pop,
but lyrics made up, while
running up two flights of stairs with ten feet
pounding a rhythm in my brain,
pounding we will we will rock you, with
we emphasis, stomping and laughing,
odd these five kids, unchurched, sing together for fun.

To tell the truth, incredible, is the lie, see,
my self, I tested this, I wondered
was it something in the water,
and I found,
if it was, its all been drunk by now,
still, submission to your own peace of mind,
that effort, gentle, easy entreaty, that's
wise enough to call magic… to the nth. Amen.

From per-if-oration -25 lines
transferred attention,
spent time
in contemplation

temple time,
sitting silent, hearing humms,
sh, some tweets mean
some birds, far away, about a
fair infield fly away, listen close
the gap...

How far is that, would you say,
a hundred feet,
thirty paces,
perhaps… there's the catch.

Hook a curiosity in flight.
Precisely right place
right time.

Think how rare that seems,
then look around
and see it isn't.

Gnatcatchers and bats catch flying
things with more measures
of possibility assessed accurately, as

instant prayer and answer.
Gulped in thanks.
Not a single read in five days, so
the old fisher casts another curios net.

Once more, a glance and a mite,
caught on the wing,
a thought,

we never loose the child's mind, we learn
it lies, and learn to laugh at what it thinks.

Until the peace essential settles, phonelessness
is disconcerting, unsettling mix up of a sorted outness,

tares and corn compilations sorted out seed,
useful to us, useful to life beyond us, seed

broadcast, laughing on a recent object's point
discerning irrealis indigo

from been there, done that, blues.
Babu we had no reason, worthless we,
as long no--w,
wow, this hole anchors in grammar, ai knows,
I do not, so some times I am only qwerty guy,
I just work here.

Real disconnectedness,
real off-grid, no bars, no wires, no antennae

disconcerting, mixing all harmony
with living will used to let be these things
that , we had no mind gives reason, merely so, so what.

Confirming suspected situation,
confiding chiral certainty reflection,
consenting acceptance

any time now, any time,
accepted use acknowledging need
to know certainly, now, this time
to learn and live beyond unknowing.

Which knowing would we be better without?
Knowledge of unknowables? Curiosity,
our inherent knowing how to ask,
what is this, what
you may call it, what those
in the old world
told the elites who sent useless boys
to learn discernment
of good
to know
from all that ever thought

All things, as comprehensible, thinkable,
all things working as one thing, universally,

we thinkable things, me thinking you think,
each word, each speakable sound still
English, but accessible

So old the scam, make believe, laugh
at presented absurdity, never heard words

fit to dancing steps,
fit to taken breaths,

fine for fixing infinite definitions, endless
conjecture and objections, guessings
this way or that, go on into unknowns,
or conserve the energy going on uses,

waiting in reasoning state, weighing why
and how, why and how not,
preposterous, before and after at once,
all the knowledge set in secret agreements,
minds let be used to make up gangs and crews,

many hands make light work,
many minds make gravitas willingness

out of tune, discordant, disconcerting noise
a susserating


Disaster, stars aligning against failure,
super positioning every instance,

superstitious curiosity inhibition,

singularities uniting senses inhabiting
rational reasonless senses

A mode
or modality, clarity
Summarizer
Mode and modality have different meanings.1
Mode refers
to the way in which something happens or is experienced,
while modality refers
to the distinction between a real action
and an intended, possible,
or considered action.
Mode is closely linked
to the idea of the "channel" of communication,
such as face-to-face,
epistolary, or SMS.
Modality is mostly used
in grammatical analysis,
when it refers
to the distinction
between a real action
and an intended, possible, or considered action.2
When people refer
to treatments, whether
medical or psychotherapeutic, as modalities,
they mean mode/method/procedure,
as in different types of treatment.3
Mood is a grammatical notion,
while modality is a semantic notion relating
to such concepts.0
Google it if you think I thought you thought
------- so little sense that makes to me
so I go to Redit and find this answer, assuming
I meant mood, and not mode, an aimodality,
may hap, as random wills to show a novelty.

Modality. A kind of meaning involving non-factuality or non-assertion:
He may know her presents his knowing her as a possibility; You must go presents your going as an obligation.

Mood. Verbal category expressing various kinds of modality. Mostly marked in English by modal auxiliaries. The were of I wish that were true is an isolated irrealis mood form.

{A Student's Introduction to English Grammar by Huddleston and Pullum (ASITEG).}

Gads, great gobs of precise distinctions,
real or irreal, isness irrealis or realis
-the whirr of I wish it were
As ifs, ai of a most ancient intentional will
to discern corn
from tare