Reconstruction 1976
the trip up


 Rip context from content till angels run on demons’ wings.
 Rip a dog’s yell.
 Hope a cloud’s rain.
 Live a stone’s throw.

 Hammer viciously upon lodestone to find any way.
The stroke is static;
music without sound,
words without object,
 sight with only vision.

 Freeze in the breath of olive trees caused for need of energy.
 Woo a seed to grow.
 Piss from an airplane’s view.
Forget death.
Wonder life.

 Reek of onion odorless till nothing smells but everything emits;
a closets heat,
a broken pen,
 a living heart.


Sometimes you must go South until it becomes North.


 Either the world is going to change or I will. Having  a choice I think it had  better.


May I never miss the pain in life.
May I never miss its pleasures.
May I never miss the longing of its past, its present or its future.
May I take it by it’s becoming.


I would as often be incredible as credible.


Whether you make a joyous sound unto the lord or a joyous sound within the universe,
it hears as the croak of bumping shoulders passed with laughter.


 Know your past.
 Learn your rhythms.
 Alter one thing at a time.
 Do it again.


In war there is offense.
In peace there is defense.
To win you must be on the offensive.
Is the point of living to win or to play?


To see yourself your curiosity must be greater than your fear.


Learning is the sparkelies in the sky, the continuous pops of news.
Knowing is tedious.


 I tell myself stories without ever determining their truth.
Truth is the value we place on a selection of the rational that is in our taste.


You are taught to want peace.
Left alone you would want life.


I am addicted to food.
Should I try to eat less of it?
I am addicted to life...


When I want to use something I read the directions.
When I want to enjoy something I play with it.


Those that wonder have taste.
Those that know have talent.
I would serve taste above talent.


Take pride from living as the person you admire.
Beware taking pride from thinking you are the person you admire.


 That I believe of myself I believe of others I believe of myself.
Others might feel the same.


There is a conspiracy of nice people.
The commonness of the conspiracy is their desire to give.


A face saving device often called should not remove its use.


If you tell the truth you believe what is told you is the truth.
If you tell half-truths you believe what is told you are half-truths.


As I identify with each word ,
I understand what you say.
As I identify with you ,
I understand what you mean.
The better I do both,
the better I understand what you wish to convey.


 Sometimes the difference between telling your best guess or the truth as its serves you
is that which you choose to give away to the universe.


 On an occasion of grief remember to grieve.


At times I believe I live without protest.
At times I believe I live with protest.
 It would be atrocious to know.


It appears at times that I plot and scheme, yet having done everything by chance.
I believe the appearance is a deception.


I have a passion.
It is not of my flesh.
It is of myself.


 Be proud of your attributes.
Let each pride be onto its own attribute.
This is a way people count.


I seem to flavor in that which surrounds me.


When you need,  you fear .
When you want,  you wonder.


I believe I am abnormal and plan to enjoy all of it.


I know of other people by knowing myself.


I need nothing.
I want much...
well...
maybe...
Nothing is a great deal to need.


Though I am bound by my agreements I will feel free to argue for replacements.


         Let he who is without guilt cast the first stone and the second,
 then ask himself if he is still without guilt then advise another.
 Let that other cast the third and fourth stone and ask himself if he is without guilt, and so forth. 
With our population this may slow things down a bit.


If everybody is doing it does that make it more wrong or more right?
It begs the issue of thought in favor of doing.


A free man plans what he will do next.
A slave plans what he will do.


Amorality is not to consider  a number of interesting questions.
Morality is to demand doing.
Between the two is taste, a topic of acceptable conversation.


Language has doing in it as a verb.
I believe that simple identification is a complete thought.


There is a reason to speak well.
It is to communicate.


Comfort is the balance between peace and life.


 Quiet.
Do not frighten away the sound of the meek.
I wish to hear the wind and the squeak of the ice in the trees and the bird sounds.
Grandeur is a part of life frequently missed by those made peaceful.


Only one question answers itself by itself,
“what is the question?”

Similarity builds comfort builds peace.
Difference builds curiosity builds life.


I live as an example of what I wish to be
and discover I am an example by having been.


To have a bloodless useful revolution, be an example.


I slap my own hand as gently as I can tolerate.


Your choice is as big as your ability to create possible considerations.


Perfection and imperfection are best discarded in favor of being.
It is living to be a better being.
It is dishonest to see yourself as more or less than you are.
Images of perfection and imperfection lead us into seeing ourselves as more or less than our images
rather than seeing ourselves.


I am part of an identity perpetuated by birth.
It is called the human race.


Morality is leaving something for the universe.
Pursue ethics, morality and virtue not as a quest, but for the way of it.


 To preserve the spirit it is better to be natural than more.
 If we each do our part all will be done.


I will attempt to find faith from hope through prayer.
I do not know whether meditation and prayer yield fact or fiction.
They are the fabrics of my faith.


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