music => happy jack
i'm totally jealous of the amount of comments erika has.

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stream of conscience
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i gave the word, took on my aspect, and raised my attibute. the feeling of greatness was fluent in me. life is what happens when your busy making other plans and when i told the man to take what he can, and from there and then i've been chasing him down. i think i remember the point when dream fell behind reality. i think i remember when i because second best. why did they come just to boo us? the tale of the tape, life's instant replay? or better yet rewind. the change in the air, and the world coming to it's ________ at the end of the tunnel or the head of a pin. the beast rolls on half a tank of gas, moving through time. i tell you, coherancy is over rated. the dragon of today is the gecko of tomorrow, it's been like that for ever.

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some don't consider that poetry. i'll keep me opinion to myself.

I love ali.

adaptation is a good movie. but what a weird mood
gee... i maybe both ahead of and behind the curve. I feel like i am Daniel Kaufman.

EGOTIST!

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there comes a point in a day
when everything is going your way,
then
Fuck.

then you start
to worry
and
hesitate.

the drifts of time, midnight arrives.
you've relived death,

again.

and the point of it all?

adapted from a book, based on an article, a chronical of a true story.

confidence is truth, and beauty and all that.
the inner.

creativity is. wee.

structure. is.

all this and more, inside.

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yeah, ummm... i'm not sure.

I find that the rant and rave technique can become as passe as grunge, b-hives or blogging, and that in the near future the world will be a place where expression must be screened.

future?

is there no, non-medium? if the medium is the message, what does this really mean. what's this saying about who i am. that i can't speak these words? words are manythings. here they are a collection of symbols, combinded in a recognised maner, which we as an english speaking society have a (relitivly) shared understanding of meaning. audiatory words are a collection of sounds, which the same society can attach meaning. so, what's the big deal. maybe i can only say things with noone around? maybe i need to do this slowly.
maybe i need to carry around a dictation recorder...

the medium, the beauty or lack there of, the balance.

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someone said today that i was a wise man.

then i thought about a wise man i knew.

i hope to be like him.

wisdom is often attributed to age.

i'm 19.

that's a lifetime.

attack life. but nothing else.

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why does time pass, how does time pass?

SAX!!!!!! <---- (not a type-o)
I still need a name for my sax a phone!

Tell me what I mean
to you and how much of it
I will believe you

Backs turned far from love
searching for my old lost home
nowhere to be found

Winds that blow and chill
lower me from my great reign
makes a humble man

Under leaf and grass
I sit, rhyme and sing out loud
sleep, perchance to dream

see plug.... ...rant&random (cont...)
yep, spiritLIVE...

ahem....
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little round andre, all poetic and funky, when was the last normal conversation you had? not that i'm complaining, just curious.
the silly little thrill at the reasonable price, will it survive this century? will the the computer generation change the world? or just wire it?

which is better?

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what ever happened to sacred?
'nothing is sacred' has been the cry of free speachers for years, now, nothing sacred is allowed?

today, 51% of american's polled disagree with the american government's 'handling' of iraq.

when the wall came down, did we not cheer? why was there a wall? because they built it, silly!
that's not what i meant. apparently, 'communism' is scared of freedom of thought, and 'captialism' is scared of sharing of resources. gee... of course there is no, law in communism forbiding freedom on thought. and, did you know that 99% of human history, we existed in the form of simple communism? gathering and hunting societies, silly.
the truth of the matter is, i'd probably be happier, as long as my friends lived with me. i think we could do it, but everybody works, and we needs us some training, and some land, preferably drought free...
really, it's simple.
you work unless your broken, old, rather pregant, or too young. funny, it's like the army, everyone works, no one quits. anywho, the gatherers go get food and water that's veg and the hunters get meat. everyone gets an equal share, everyone does equal work, everyones happy!

don't worry, be happy.

that's the plan.

plug.
nov. 18, 3:20 radio exam

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What is Your Destiny? by Valcion
Name
Color
Birthday
Destiny	Toast
Date when you fufill your destiny	December 14, 2013
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

coasting, on random thoughts
a lot of people are intimitated by poerty. does it turn you off to see it on my blog? or do you enjoy it? it gets much less comments...

?

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kid koala rocks:
just me and the hi-fi

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ever wonder what fidelity you were? eh, fido? meh. what's that mean any way? just another constuct of man?

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a waist is a terrible thing to mind.

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i have 10 minutes of radio to do, i need a theme.

untitled
throngs and plies
move and flow liquid
like oil on water.
I?ve heard it said
that this chaos scares,
the fluxation causes fixation
overfilling the mind.
colours become the rainbow
and noise disappears.
like stars in the northern sky
like months into years.
disappear, disappear
don?t believe you?re here!
over run by fear,
you too can disappear.

Oh yeah
I got those big ol' I I I I IV IV I I V IV I V!