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Martin Narrod Apr 2014
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Perfect Sense
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*******
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****
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What Doesn't **** You
What's Eating Gilbert Grape
When Harry Met Sally
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White Oleander
Who is Harry Nilsson?
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Womb
You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger
Zardoz 1974


Documentaries & Music Videos


BBC - Life in Cold Blood
BBC - Planet Earth
BBC - Rolling Stones Crossfire Hurricane
BBC - Great Bear Steakout
BBC - Ice Age Giants
BBC - Insect Worlds
BBC - Life on Earth 1979
BBC - Lost Cities of the Ancients
BBC - Operation Snow Tiger
BBC - Penguins: Spy in the Huddle
BBC - Polar Bear: Spy on the Ice
BBC - Richard Hammond's Miracles of Nature
BBC - The Life of Birds
BBC - Wonders of Life
David Blaine Collection
**** Proenke Collection - Alone and Solitude, The Frozen North
Encounters at the End of the World 2007
Nanook of the North
National Geographic Wild Kingdom of the Oceans Giants of the Deep: Whales
Shine A Light - The Rolling Stones
Vladimir Horowitz - Der Ietzte Romantiker
Vladimir Horowitz - Live in Vienna 1987
Vladimir Horowitz - The 1968 TV Concert
Whale Adventure with Nigel Marvin
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Crotchety old men reading year-old,
Newspapers and drinking year-old milk,
Suddenly assailed me for some frothy beer;
Jeering I jest that they don't look their best,
Wearing polka dot vests with feathered *******.
(Get those naughty thoughts out your noggins)

Speaking of noggin, I was jogging
With a porch light up Johnson's Hill,
And a dog dug a jig from a neon sign,
That had velvet written on it,
From a German gnome,
Born from a dwarf!
What a lucky find!

I'll index it next to the index finger,
But first I'll clean it with Windex.

Sleep? Sle3p? Sl33p?
Written 21 March 2016... guess I was really exhausted writing this, because I have no memory of it. Lol
Craig Harrison Aug 2014
I heard the news on Facebook
I paid my respects on Twitter
you played so many great characters
to many to list them all
but my favorites were
Bicentennial Man
What Dreams May Come
Flubber
Jumanji
Mrs. Doubtfire
Hook
Mork & Mindy

You were truly amazing
one of the greats
the world will not be the same with out you
R.I.P Mr Robin Williams
Hally wally Apr 2013
Who do you think you are?
Digging through the rubble of history
Rearranging it to make YOU look like the innocent one

Who do you think you are?
Stringing together venomous lies
Twisting the truth to spearhead your crusade of destruction

Who do you think you are?
Playing the innocent, wronged victim
When we all know you’re the malicious instigator

Who do you think you are?
Hiding behind a honey mask
When we all know it is not sweet, but sickly

What gave you the right?
To walk into my life
To unravel the our hearts
Mould your self into it

And then pick way at the joints
With your malevolent thoughts
And walk away acting like the martyr
Acting like the innocent victim

And then worm your way back into there
Because their hearts were like Flubber
Willing malleably for your Kruger fingers
Ready to rip us all to shreds

Just who the hell do you think you are?
Sienna Luna Jan 2017
Flubber inside

filling out the cracks

you and that

insipid hat.

Wolly sweater

boatload of pins

find out when

our love life begins.

It's quite awkward

when I get so nervous

like hot liquid

boiling in a pan.

It's really kind of funny 'cause

I can't figure you out,

man.

Grist and marrow

you're a stringy

kind of fellow.

And every time I see

your stupid smily face

I get this rubber

in my tummy

a fit I cannot place.
The little boy with the shining eyes
Was skipping along the street,
They said that he was autistic, that
He never would learn to speak,
He laughed and played in the open air
And he chattered away inside,
But he couldn’t utter a single word
That anyone recognised.

His mind was cluttered with happy thoughts
Of colours and sounds and things,
He couldn’t make sense of the what-they-were
Or anyone’s utterings,
He thought they spoke in a special tongue
That nobody understood,
They kept on saying the same old thing,
‘Now Oliver, you be good!’

He thought that ‘Ubble ee yuli dood,’
Was the sound of a creaking chair,
Or maybe the voice of a ‘Wotsigot’
When his mother was tearing her hair,
His father would just say ‘Geepimin’
When he wanted to go out late,
And she’d say, ‘Wotdid yalass slayv dyeov?’
Locking the garden gate.

He’d learned to scale the iron fence
That was built to keep him in,
And he took his chattering Umblevorks
That were gambolling within,
He filled the street with his Landyplatts
Where they lay on every lawn,
Waiting to play with the neighbour’s cats
That he knew as Gratzendorn.

But down the road was a nasty man
With a name like Hubbrygast,
Who would grab the lad by the scruff of the neck
And drag him home at last,
‘Keep your idiot son at home,
Away from my place, at least,
If I catch him out on the road again
I’ll be calling the local police.’

The day was Doodly Wangle with
The Flubber up in the Guy,
When Hubbrygast saw a Landyplatt
From the corner of his eye,
The boy was singing a Wollygong
To a two-tone Grindlepick,
When Hubbrygast poked the Landyplatt
With the sharp point of a stick.

The Landyplatt gave a gorble that
Had enraged the Umblevorks,
And Hubbrygast was surrounded by
His own sharp garden forks,
They poked and prodded and brought him down
‘Til the nasty man had bled,
While a bright red volluping Corple
With a *****, took off his head.

The people hide in their houses when
The boy comes out to play,
And nobody tries to speak to him,
They wouldn’t know what to say,
They weave their way through the Landyplatts
That have taken over the street,
And try to avoid the Umblevorks
That chatter, under their feet.

David Lewis Paget
Flibber flabber

          Jibber Jabber

I see the

          Flubber shudder,

Only a periphery.

          From my distance

And my perspective

           Matters of such unimportance

Sunken, rotting

          At the bottom of the sea
My armor may be a bit rusty but I've won every battle with it.  Some people, sadly, get their only pleasure from trespassing, invading and hurting others.  I will consider myself fortunate, despite my scars, that I live my life... and only mine...not as a ****** hoarding stolen moments from others.        Pax
Check out the rolling thunder,
Mixed with iced lightning lyrics under,
Pass boy wonder,
Black man looking for my wonder woman,
Storm mentality booking,
Halle Berry reflection baby girl never
Seen rejection,
Check my collection, **** status sitting like High Hefner, *******,
Like Yo, Who the baddest? Your the story the saddest,
Blast like sandstorms transformed, linked with killers unharmed,
Swarmed by the bees, got y'all snorting,
Cuffed to the disease,
Blow trees, windy inhale got me parallel, to sparks for my mental duracell,
Charges is out, the guns is mount, haters always have doubts,
That's when they catch blood to they snout,
Wide open scoping, seasoned king
Got up, from the slopin,
This ain't candy land kid, stretch the band, when testing the rubbers,
Bend a woman over watch the waves of the flubber,
As my body hovers,
Over her, spiritual essence blessed with a
Crescent,
Moon shine got me on a shrine,
Knowledge never been so fine, blaze always
Since the birth of mankind,
Never dodge the cypher, raw and hyper, ****** from the peter piper,
Girls catty me like Michelle Phiffer,
Telling me who's the riper?
Raws with these hit king me ****, plus I took
Shots at the corporate,
Boss like Danza doors open portal stanza,
Stairway to heaven,
More than a letterman, survival of a veteran,
Now I'm a veteran,
Chasing after Franklin's nickname big Ben,
Avoid the Marilyns,
Monroe's with the pretty toes, silky hair to the breast and *** that stare,
Zoned my eyes out, stone from a Medusa,
My flows is flexed like Luther,
Vandross so y'all gather ya loss, this ain't no coin toss,
Wins by default, make competition forfeit,
The show admission,
Stitch every stable, rise through the ranks like Gabriel,
Snorting Cain made me Abel,  never got a dime from a label,
Stoic disciple with an auto matic rifle, hawk eye dead aim, despise the spiteful,  
Critics sitting as spoonful, howlin wolf tactic,
Paranoids react quick, keep the Kangol
Tilted like Slick Rick,
Adventure laid so thick, like my chicks,
Ebonies circumvent,
Around the benevolent brother made intelligent,
Got that mad herbs early, that's what
Gave me sixth sense,
Jordin Jan 15
Mother my mother, the rain to my cover.
Mother my mother, my boat to my rudder.
Mother my mother, bright like the colour.
Mother my mother, your death make me shudder.

Mother my mother, not from the gutter.
Mother my mother, flexi like flubber.
Mother my mother, oh stretch like the rubber.
Mother my mother, oh change like the summer.

Mother my mother, no please don’t suffer.
Mother my mother, no please no bother.
Mother my mother, she's not my lover.
Mother my mother, but boy do I lov er.
As far as I am aware this is one of the first poems I had ever written.
More specifically, It is the second poem I have ever written and the first poem in the phase in which poetry makes itself known to me and begins to take over my life.

The core idea here is the contrast and relationship between the Archetypal / Symbolic / Mother of the Depths and the Biological / Literal / Mother of the Times. As well as containing a kind of quantum fuzziness in which it oscillates, alternates, and dwells in a kind of superposition. The first 3 words in every line reference this via "Mother My Mother".
"My" is a possessive term and so "My Mother" references The Biological / Literal / Mother of the Times.
Whereas "Mother" speaks to The Mother which speaks to The Archetypal / Symbolic / Mother of the Depths.

(WARNING: DEEP DIVE AHEAD)

This poem was in part a way to work through my feelings & a natural response as I did.
I felt this tension between the natural attachment one has for one's mother of the times & the attractive force to going deeper into a relationship with the mother of the depths.
I felt like this attachment was a kind of ******* & my psyche was calling me to reduce the attachment & in doing so I would naturally increase the depth of the relationship with the mother of the depths.

I produced some visuals in accordance with this poem and I think they are quite helpful in speaking to the essence & motivation of the poem.

In the visual, there are 2 boys & two mothers.
One boy & mother are human-like.
The other is spectral & shadow-like.
On the far left stands the mother of the times.
On the far right stands the mother of the depths. The respective boys stand in between the mothers. So moving left to right in a kind of sequence we have The Mother of the Times, The Human-like Boy, The Spectral Shadow-like Boy, and The Mother of the Depths.
Both mothers look on & watch over their children yet the Mother of the Times is far more attached to her children and sometimes detrimentally so. This is suggested in the visual by The Mother of the Times holding her hand out yet her hand is bound to the head of the human-like boy. The Mother of the depths has no such attachment; she watches over & stays behind.

So the poem in a way speaks to the state of attachment which motivated the poem but also perhaps suggests the way the state will change as one reduces attachment & increases connection with the Mother of the Depths.

Thus in a kind of Jungian context, it speaks of "the way of which is to come" and is rather synchronistic given the poems that follow speak of this process of encountering the Woman or Mother of the Depths & Triggering a Renewal or Rebirth of sorts.

(WARNING: DEEPER DIVE AHEAD)

Another point of synchronicity is in terms of this anomalistic day count increase...

So for a while now, maybe 7-8 years or so there has been a continual stream of creative insights. Eventually, I began to organize my creative insights according to what day it was rather than have them all bunched up. At first through the typical way of the calendar date but later through the unique day count relative to how many days I have been on this earth.

I didn't realise it at the time but from the day before this poem came & the day after that day, the count leaped 900 days moving from Day 8099 to Day 9000.

This has only been done once and seems to suggest perhaps a kind of synchronistic phase shift.

Therefore it seems to speak of two times.
There is the old time count which is a number to reflect how many days I have been on this earth.
There is this new time count where it is the same amount of the days but there has been this anomalistic change to the state of the count.

As things progressed I wanted to represent both day counts with a single day count using notation. I thought I could do this via the symbolic specification of the transformation.

Specifically, I thought I could use an Acronym T as a way to speak to this object of under an arbitrary Transformation.

So where Day 8100 is the Day after Day 8099 in the old day count phase and Day 9000 is the Day 8100 in the new day count phase, Day 9000T speaks to both.

So whenever I use the acronym T in this way, at the very least that is what it speaks to. Just think of T as transformation and transformation as in under an arbitrary transformation.

As time went on I later realised that this notation also preserves the symbolic integrity of other day counts.

For instance, take this year 2024.
For each of us each additional year increments 365 days to our count. Now of course we are not all born on the same day and our total count is not the same. Your count might be something and mine might be another.

We can also think about things at the societal scale.

Let's say you have lived 7305 days on earth.
That is 20 years if every year is 365.25 days.
Let's say the sum of those days falls on the last day of the year 2024. You may be 7305 days old but the society you live in is older than that.

If you take it at the start of Western Canon by Candidate of Date of Birth of Homer it is approximately (2024 + 800) * 365.25 = 1,031, 466.

That is just one date for the beginning of civilization. You can get other appropriate dates for when human civilization begins.

The invention of writing is a decent one.
So lets say 3400BC which would be (2024 + 3400) *365.25 = 1,981,116

Or perhaps you want to draw the line further back.

Another good date is the construction of the First Temple given how important Gods were early on in providing the unifying story to bind us into greater numbers.
So let's say 12000 years ago.
So 12024 * 365.25 = 4,391,766

Or say you want to go all the way back to the beginning of **** Sapiens given after all we are a Society of **** Sapiens. Maybe a decent estimate is around 300,000 years ago.
In which 300000 * 365.25 =  109,575,000

So here we have 4 core approximations for the day count of our society relative to the symbolic frame of reference. The Day & The Day after is something like this.
D109575000 & D109575001 (Societal Day Count Via **** Sapien Day Count),
D4391766 & D4391767 (Societal Day Count Via First Temple Day Count),
D1981116 & D1981117 (Societal Day Count Via Invention of Writing Day Count), and
D1031466 & D1031467 (Societal Day Count Via Beginning of Western Canon Via Homer).

Bringing it back into the personal reference sphere:

The oldest Human Being Recorded lifespan is 122 years & 164 days or 44724.5 days or if we round down 44724 days.
So on the last day of that person's life (Jeanne Calment of France) specified or otherwise would sit at D44724 and the next day if she could have gone on would be D44725.

Now obviously you are not 122 years old and so your day count no matter your age is some fraction of that number.

Now suppose we want to preserve the symbolic integrity of the day.
In other words, we don't just want to reduce it to the day count according to a single transformation or frame of reference but the day count abstracted from any single transformation or a day count connected to the set of day counts under the set of transformations.

Like we did above we could speak about this and denote it using an acronym T where at the very least T means Transformation which means under the set of transformations or Under any Transformation.

So Jeanne Calment of France Day Count on her very last day was D44724 but if Jeanne wanted to symbolically preserve the integrity of the day she could speak of it as D44724T.

Which both is:
The Day according to Jeanne Lifespan.
The Day according to Our Society Via Beginning of Western Canon Via Homer.
The Day according to Our Society Via Invention of Writing.
The Day According to Our Society Via construction of the First Temple.
The Day According to Our Society Via Beginning of **** Sapien.
And even more abstract day-counts beyond that.

For instance, even though it is unspecified it is the same day as the day according to the observable universe. Which given its approximate age of 13.8 billion years would make that day 5040.45 billion...
Which is Day 5,040,450,000,000 or something around that. So the Day count for our Universe is D5040450000000 And the Day after is D5040450000001.

So Jeanne simply through the addition of an acronym T which stands for transformation which at the very least Symbolises Under any Transformation and thus preserves the integrity of the day not confined or reduced to a single frame of reference…
Jeanne can symbolically get all this & more from D44724T & D44725T.

This is what I am speaking to when I use the D & the T in my title.
Usually, there is an identified day count associated.
In cases where there is not, I use a parametrised day count using the notation of ?T.

There is another sub-utility to using T at the end here and that is in regards to errors of counting.
For instance, let's say a week has passed.
But on two of the days, I accidentally incremented by 2 instead of 1.
Now the count is offset.
Yet given we have already accounted not just for a transformation but the set of transformations, under that transformation of +2 it is the same day count.

So for me at the very least:
It helps in connecting the day counts when I mess up the counting.
It helps in connecting the day counts regarding the anomalistic increase of 900 days.
It helps in connecting to perspectives beyond my own and connecting to how my day count fits into the larger day counts not to mention making it far easier by not having to use numbers in the millions, billions & even trillions, or more.

This is why despite not being an accepted convention I do & will continue to represent my days with D?T.
It is a more Global way to think about Days & Daycounts.
sandra wyllie Dec 2018
If I could train myself to have people’s remarks
bounce off of me like rubber, instead of sticking to me
like blubber, it would not matter when I flubber.

If I could train myself to be happy with what I got,
instead of looking at what I’m not, I could give it
another shot.

If I could train myself to be more real,
instead of  worrying about how other people feel,
I know I would heal.

If I could train myself to wear a smile,
instead of feeling vile, I could go the extra mile.
Whit Howland Apr 2020
If I had a pin I'd
poke your skin and

watch you flubber
and fly

across the room
until

you were a deflated
balloon

once full of futile human
wishes

Whit Howland © 2020
"You'rrrrre soooo vvvvain!" An original.
My dog begs to everyone with a colon of dog-**** ******* his fleas
in 1 lackadaisical scheme, movementally-frozen in runny ice cream.
He's got a torted bone in him, that's why he's distorted; why mamas
go crazy when babies are aborted; why Billy didn't inhale what was
easily snorted; why revenge is a dream of Iraqi men water-boarded.
I thrill the Pinay natives with manly acts that are horrific yet sordid,
as they include insect thoraxes, coke smoke & floral patterns florid.
As a drunken wife hires her husband to **** a hit-man, I cram Kotex
tampons into my virtual ***** like I got an inflamed prostate gland.
When big ******* attack small *******, medium-sized ******* must
intervene, to help ******* of all sizes & mulatta ******* in-between.
My aluminum ladder is so shaky since I set it on pine-wood blocks.
I better get someone steady to steady it; somebody steadier than old
T.V. mummer, actor & Parkinson's disease-sufferer Michael J. Fox.
God's King of Brutality is back with a colon of indignity & a wheel
made of Paraguayan rubber & Fred MacMurray forkin' flubber. For
fun & functionality, I eat pebbles to facilitate the inner grindings of
my chicky gizzard while fans wonder if **** knew what Liz heard.
Barack better bi-pedal his bias, non-binary bi-*** on a Bison bike to
Bungoma before Banshee ******* bind backward both broken *****.
In our gay-marriage nation, we witness gaseous iodine sublimation,
that lulls scrotal ropes & bowel ducts to afford a surfeited satiation.
I fixed blood-fixated Oprah's little, red wagon from the acid-burned
darker end underneath, after she conceded that critters with tongues
don't have sharp teeth. I slapped the smirk from her evil face before
she bleached 23 shades closer to a whiter race. Earth-cored Negroid
love originates in Liberia, from Liberian neo-pink ****** hysteria.
Quack quack! American doctoring is the 3rd-leading cause of death
in the United States, after 8 **** complaints that hazy Oprah hates.

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