:: spanked @ 4:34 AM :: 4 Thoughts
Monday, October 24, 2005
One Million Must Stop Breathing

I feel a different face
Your voice intoxicating
Decide everything for me

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:: spanked @ 10:35 PM :: 6 Thoughts
Friday, October 21, 2005
Infinite thought transfer

From the smallness of the big sky
The travelogue of faraway experiences
Outnumbered and alone, glorious

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:: spanked @ 4:09 PM :: 3 Thoughts
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
It does not forget it does not bleed

So the oceans made the scene more intense
What was it that was said and done again
Life's too short, inhibit mindpain extravagance
Healing the benign to fester new scars
Every breath no longer my own
Reading your thoughts to navigate the stars


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:: spanked @ 8:53 PM :: 9 Thoughts
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
:: :: :: :: :: :: Because it is so it is
beautiful even after life

A voice from across the world

Warm beer on falling chairs

Clear skies filled with color

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:: spanked @ 7:35 PM :: 8 Thoughts
Thursday, September 29, 2005
/Economy of Motion/Overgrown World/
/Veiled temporary timelessness/
/Urgent and demanding softness/
/A pact made/

/New > unpredictable > familiar > reality/
/Grounded, attached to many skies/
/Senses bewildered/Sadness Postponed/
/The same beginning but always different/
/Hemispheres interfere/Friends fuck/
/Lovers hate/Words scald/Flesh well-done/
/Spank disappears/Discovered lost/
/Consciousness appealed/
/A million miracles received/
/More held/

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:: spanked @ 5:51 PM :: 9 Thoughts
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
You always know when to

The most vivid dream of time, space, and sense
Each second created the most profound effect on life
If I didn't have to close my eyes, it would not have ended

Sleep instead of the feeder became the taker
Wonderful confusion electrified mind nexus control
Silence, hunger, longing, perplexibilities, words, love

The reverie merging only the now
Leaving the past unsaid never
And yet the ability to confess lost faraway

I hold my breath but I do not turn blue
The most wonderful smile etched into my universe
More is necessary but how is undetermined

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:: spanked @ 6:56 PM :: 12 Thoughts
Sunday, September 18, 2005
. . . . . . . . . A thousand miracles will happen

Processing seven worlds in one day
Soggy, unperturbed and muscle wrenching
Warped time the lights out with filtered sunshine

The next five days contain crucial junctions
Marked only by the arrival of noon
Write off the inconsequential minutes lost

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:: spanked @ 2:01 AM :: 4 Thoughts
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
That shining thing in the sky

The surrender of daylight
A thousand tiny lights enter the view
The moon half-witness to it all

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:: spanked @ 12:46 AM :: 7 Thoughts
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Unchanged outside

my skin felt the tiniest drizzle as i stood in the dark thinking about the tiniest drizzle i felt on my skin.

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:: spanked @ 10:37 PM :: 8 Thoughts
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Namaskar!

Half wide awake but not sleepy. Thoughts continue to fall like water
from the sky. I discovered a new world ever since the first, single
thread. What wonders are yet to be discovered? Each day a
layer becomes invisible. Each sleep, more than another of
another. What speak is this that transforms time into
less than time. Nonsense, as the wind whispers
underwater and the sun shines at night. What I need
is nothing and exactly more of the opposite.
An acceptance that every second of joy and
moment of sadness, earned and well deserved.

But questionable, everything is,
even if there are no answers.

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:: spanked @ 4:47 AM :: 5 Thoughts
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Journey above ground

a crowd gathers and disappears every 16 minutes. whooshed away
and taken to many places unkown. everyone a stranger except the
familiar. nineteen disapperances and whooshes later, i arrive as
expected.

beyond the sticky, filthy steps, i stare into several shops that contain
dozens upon dozens of miniature and lifesize virgin marys. they all
stare down at me with that sad, cemented smile. a wooden christ,
taller than spank and dressed in red robes carried its cross.
the strangeness of it all caused me to skip a step, smile.

i head for the massive, shiny refuge with purpose, amazed with every
detail, smell, and singular humanity of the lowrise urban sprawl i was in.
cold air, bright lights, and wandering people appear. i become part of
the conglomeration.

later, i will trace my way back and try to experience a different view.

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:: spanked @ 9:23 PM :: 5 Thoughts
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
J'ai gagner!

Until we stand together again under the bright squishy rain,
I will not wait for you. The silence is deafening. Seconds
gesture for attention. You might deserve more than I'm worth
but I only have so much blood to give... words to repeat.
failures to face. hopes to quell. an existence to live. love to
burn. of memories vague. act another act of glory in a
glorious war.

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:: spanked @ 7:26 PM :: 5 Thoughts
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Circlefuckinguniversefromhell

nuke most of the solar system and leave the worthy worlds alone.
the sun can shine but i demand control of the degrees. when i feel
like it and look out the window, i must see snowflakes painting the
world white. and when i change my mind, greenthings must prevail
again. let it rain and rain and rain, as long as i dont get wet,
unintentionally. i require several toll-free #s, specially the
one to your soul. theres enough disasters to go around
the world and keep cnn busy, so dont make a mess of
me or yourself. fuck you. fuck you all. i dont give a shit.
(actually, i do, but fuck you anyway)

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:: spanked @ 9:36 PM :: 7 Thoughts
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Oh Bleak
Nothingness

Everything and everybody was in my way because I was
trying to get out of the way. It was an adventure and
cultural experience of the geographic kind... Dust (dirt)
and grime in my throat, i washed it away with two beers,
ramen, two ham sandwiches, and five sticks (anything
cultural makes me hungry). I was ready to get out of the
way again, after that.

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:: spanked @ 1:20 AM :: 5 Thoughts
About Me









:: SPANKWARP ::

peace

* Moved by not moving
* One Million Must Stop Breathing
* Infinite thought transfer
* It does not forget it does not bleed
* :: :: :: :: :: :: Because it is so it is
* /Economy of Motion/Overgrown World/
* You always know when to
* . . . . . . . . . A thousand miracles will happen
* That shining thing in the sky
* Unchanged outside

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* to norway on a bicycle
:: lions+Tigers+Maggots
:: 43 Things
:: a1Scrapmetal
:: apple Pathways~
:: artisticthoughts
:: as/Is
:: asmallstone
:: avocado pilgrims
* awesomedictatorprincess
:: beeldend kunstenaar
:: beer Notes
:: daily Maggot
:: diffraction
:: eeky The Great!
:: eXP || AKBP1
:: explodingdog
:: finish your phrase
:: following my fish
:: grad Life
:: knips Dich gl�cklich
:: letstalk2
:: life on canvas
:: log world
:: look no further
:: love my job!!!
:: meat grinder memos
:: overheard in NY
* ramen Messenger
:: rocketboom
:: shintaro miyake
:: sixty Seconds
*sojournoir
:: squattercity
:: swim Pig
:: synchronicity of indeterminacy
:: under construction
* vespertyn
:: x.cirratus.org