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Monday, March 29, 2010

I Broke My Robot

"The enigma is alive, aware of us, & chang-
ing. It is partly created by our own minds: we
alter it by perceiving it, since we are not out-
side it. As our views shift, it shifts. In a sense it
is not there at all (acosmism). In another sense
it is a vast intelligence: in another sense it is
total harmonia and structure (how logically can
it be all three? Well, it is)."

-Terence Mckenna

""Is," "is." "is" — the idiocy of the word haunts me. If it were abolished, human thought might begin to make sense. I don't know what anything "is"; I only know how it seems to me at this moment."

-RA Wilson

"Turnround this Scotch Dollar"

riskin' the glory by finishing fascist school
she found a bus, girlfriend ministers the nerve
steel slideguitar girlfriend
a driver build for offset jargon wheels
removing moronic priests in her way
pointing out mental short sense snags
choosing ten curvilinear trailing triangle tails
while filling an empty sleeping mind
(triangulate mind)
rugged behind

she bargained with neutral drivel
a corporate culture motorengine
White with noise, geesus, what a hoax-
haw! befuddled -bleep-! deploying ghostwritten
muddled heaps of conceptualizing
shucks, glibly outasight,
inexpensive inflatable food,
electric rubber concept
resonating with a dull, fearful, massive hype
go girl go