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"synaptical" poems
Artificial means and memes the fingers perusing naturally formed hide and go seek Chic creatures wrought from nanoparticles based on modeled consciousness neural networks A handsome hivemind of bee;s building trees from cds ...intersynth polygons attracted to stack platonic forms emanation waves alpha beta delta gamma omega 1 , 2 ,3 this multiversal layering from micro to macro of matter animated by its intoned hertz pulsations and the interferrence pattern of the changing relationship due to the amount, frequency, force, temperature , texture , text messages, timing , geometry , subharmonics and overtones, a jewel net . syncronistic synergetic, synaptical sparkles.
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC
Sparkles
Cerebral woman,,,,,,,,,,, 'I'm a judge jail Mee she's a technicoloured melodrama fringed in pink a loony tune character penned in indian ink, she's positive and poignant blessed with perfect poise my snake wrangling lady- she's one o' the boys. she's a synaptical **** siren and rather refined a whoreatical kinda woman; that ***** with my mind, she's passionate and pendulous immersed in deep thought my minds mary's monster my cerebral - consort, alan nettleton.
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Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 10:28 PM UTC
"- Cerebral Woman -"
The trapeze artist without trapeze, encased within a paper weight, reading through eye glasses crafted for readers astigmatic use. This is the mind set...... this is the end truth....... Being is embryonic, to become, to the pupal larva, a new becoming, Life. II Quantum leaps often end in tragedy when the time traveler ceases to travel The sudden stop! Rapid communication......synaptic calibration......recall all yesterdays. blind intellect one tenth of one second 15 seconds The dimensions split and the bicameral mind appears two lobes right and left, inverted vision adjusted for mythic fusion, creating abstracted convolutions answering to them self. A planet in a galaxy of confusion. III Imagination finding place in the new electronic institution, man made synaptical illustrations from pixilated madness. We take from this..............an illogical extension of our existence that makes some sense. We make it such that it becomes the most told lie we believe without questioning. Till death we do part. IV As I inhale looking at my past...my last past, well in any case the past is where I just wrote past the last time like now PAST. Rationalization is overrated, intellectual ************ is for the cools, and catatonic haze is a new wave drug. It is early in a new society's evolution..... It is late in the face of time...... ergo quantum quandary quid pro quo Ajerry / copyright 2013
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 6:34 PM UTC
Open form; Silent Places