Monday, May 26, 2008


Liquify all cyclists and we might have the gumption to run our lives for a couple of more days.

I will be part of what takes all this apart and not just a functioning organism. My nerve has no organic retrograde delusions. The fallen synapse map will etch a ghost of consequence to polarize the trees, spores and fungus into generating a yet unimagined oblivion. Taking the universal fluxus forward daily through so much more than this miasmal meandering into predictable malleable moments, tired discourse and direction. 

Change of status?

Just getting that out of my system. Its been  a 3 month  constipation but things are functioning as per version 5 or there abouts. Eg literally nothing and visaully very little. Spats of spittle dribble and calm @ the vagrant to barking. A safe step from the samaritans he relies on, to see if the if the mice reply. Since they have no vehicle to run rings around the pace (or lack of) that a 10 degree day to day jump in temperate nature will grindstone one that lives on Superkestrel, that oh so special K, and in so many other syrups and tinctures.
 I envy that spontiantey of action and vareity in expectation, if there were ever any cogs in that.