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another project is nearing completion. much to be excited about. may take several weeks to a few months to finish. must put all my energy into it. hope you check it out. will post it here when it’s done.
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wired science video with anne wojcicki and linda avey
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animal skeleton slideshow
new york times slideshow with photos by Patrick Gries
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brand new, birth, a baby of life
my wise morning came after such strange dreams that were in conflict with what i requested.
chameleon, adaptation, adopt new knowledge
a man came to my door with a box of supplies. building materials. machines and chemicals of progress.
possible selves, curiosity, childlike
ooooh. the robotic fingers and the whispered apologies and the [...]
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i want your temperature
tonight i don’t feel well. but i know i’ll feel better in the morning because i always feel better in the morning. something about sleep is so healing. i want you to be here with me so i can show you how much someone needs to listen to me. i have so much to say. [...]
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gray days
i have writers block. i’ve always had it. since the beginning. and it just got worse. i got worse. as i got better i got worse. the time between pages grew longer. the pauses between words stretched out forever. it feels good to say it: i have writers block. or i have some kind of [...]
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together we stole from the ocean thirteen elephants who didn’t belong there. we tied them to huge trees and set them on fire and watched them react without pain but rather the biting of their own trunks. we smiled like how we thought an elephant might smile and then we walked away to catch a [...]
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sometimes my right shoulder hurts really bad
sometimes i wake up at 11am and don’t eat until 2pm
sometimes i wake up at 11am and don’t get out of bed until 2pm
sometimes i think about how life would be better if i had a sister
sometimes i think about how life would be better if i didn’t grow [...]
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potluck
i checked out three books and three DVDs from the library. my receipt only says i checked out three books and one DVD. i have now been put in a position to make the choice to steal or not to steal. but it’s not that hard. i’m going to take everything back on the day [...]
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kirk says, after having explained to him the nature of an amusement park planet created by a highly evolved species: the more complex the mind the greater the need for the simplicity of play.
i like that.
episode: “shore leave”
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location, location, location
i think i’ve come away from 2008 with very few memories. i didn’t really change positions or locations too often. i think that’s why i don’t have many childhood memories. i remember spending my summer vacations inside my apartment in new york. i don’t know if i ever left until it was time to go [...]
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did you not like my last note. it was sent exactly a year ago from today. it was a bit lenient on authenticity, much like most notes i sent to you. i was just thinking of subway cars and their inherently ballsy way of bringing attention to themselves and i thought oh, yes, that was [...]
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blog surgery
i just did some blog editing and got rid of a lot of the melodramatic junk. i love throwing things away. i’m not interested in pure uncontaminated memories. i like my memories watered down and edited. i feel a lot better now. now i need to go figure out a way to make some money.
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upon retiring
Not much unlike the smell of a cow nursing its calf on a grassy knoll somewhere on the surface of the moon. If you concentrate hard enough you will be taken there.
The rivers rushing with bile. The moon, a scoop of curdling cream. Your bruised face healing like water vaporizing on a hot sheet of [...]
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false instruments
not settling, not compromising any values, not taking whatever i can get because of its convenience.
plain and boring, contemplating the unfamiliarity of the future, of the present, becoming more and more voluntarily detached from the past, all pasts, not just mine, but yours too.
bearing, enduring, solidify, strengthening, hardening, simplifying
out of control, unresistant, in unison with [...]
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i’m in love with a physicist
he doesn’t exist,
because i’m delusional,
exactly how i want to be,
living in a dreamworld,
fantasy,
like fruit picked from a tree,
i can pluck from any imaginary world i want,
i want a physicist,
he’s got a research job,
he makes a lot of money,
he pays the rent,
because i write and make art,
i don’t make money,
he drinks whiskey,
he doesn’t drink whiskey,
not a [...]
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i made you a little sampling of all the things i want to give to you:
a bucket of plants
a vegan hippo
lollies from jupiter
gift card good for one minute with a machete
a rocket ship
nine pregnant lemurs
19th century hosiery
a bloody nose
broken pair of robot arms
a hair cut
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my charbroiled romance
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your famous tortoise
whoa, is that a helicopter. no an elephant.
such simple mistakes i’ve been making. planting hard boiled eggs in soil. drawing blood with spaghetti. cuddling with the bones at the graveyard. kissing hot coals. polishing hay. sitting on lit candles. scooping out the center of teeth. vaccinating the immune.
have you learned from poetry and the poets. [...]
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i’ve arrived
my fat face is ripe:
i don’t want to fall in love or share a bed or a bank account or an apartment
my eye is swollen again, adding to the puffiness:
i’m not interested in having date nights, that comes years after the prescribed flirting that comes months after the small talk over sushi.
my fiber intake is [...]
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plumage
have i written it before, not too long ago. i hope not to repeat myself:
i’ve been pulling pieces of my brain out from my nose and ears.
it’s embarrassing.
the whole truth of the past comes pouring out and i have to remember it: it’s like looking at little television screens embedded in the brain [...]
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i want to leave behind a manuscript, an important one because in this moment, and many moments preceding this one, i feel capable. after it is written i will go (leave the body) as i am here for few reasons, possibly just this one: to be written down in the books and set forth eternal. [...]
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i wouldn’t know what to to do with a man’s love if it was given to me. one shouldn’t waste their time with me in my bed, my bathtub, my hands. you must be trying to trick me if you’re interested. waiting to ask me to the dance to pour pigs blood [...]
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i smell like a baby
there really is no one who i can hand over buckets of abundant care. i’m having difficulty shaking out, drying off the irrational feelings. little parasites. horned, teethed, and feeding. robustly boring. i was caught sleeping naked in the mouth of a dead fish, got dressed, apologized for it, and [...]
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i’m not interested in your being again. no one is of use. why know this feeling. is it the fiber i’ve been gnawing. lessens the force of the pull. weak little rubber bands keeping the fingers attached. i want to feel the madness of certainty. or at least an effort [...]
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i don’t even believe such an experience is truly available to me. what would it be like. i don’t think i’d be interested if it doesn’t involve interpretive dance at 3am. has there ever been a truly authentic moment shared between two people? has it happened in the history of this spaciousness? how often does [...]
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