Ships
Here, let me set yuh sailin’
an endless horizon
a zero sinking past
an infinite line
beyond dimension.
(One is completely over
being entirely
alone.)
1/0
Shipwreck!
A Snowflake Like Any Other
How could a wave
of an arm move, branch
that way, in what similar display
of pressures
of air, wind
breath
Shapeliness velocity
pre-decided spaciousness
origins of void or
these structures
blankness emphasis
pre-fect chaotic.
Graupel particles breaching
parts of six, particians of
diagonal formed
viscosity, startled from
the tops of trees
to snow fallen high
with absolutely no
pack.
Imagining Coincidence
Imagining coincidence, the capabilities in actual accuracy in record of a coincident or mental event, the capacity for observation and the tendency to add to any certain event from personal beliefs or experience. The need for accurate record of imagined event and the actuality that most coincidence is an imagined event cannot be separated: imaginary is imaginary, but can be applied to reality through character, figure and situation applying thought memory and imaginary, and through attitude performance and behavior. Defunct patterns of human fragility, the mentions of actual coincident are few and all rely upon personal experience: to say you observe is an opinion. Apart from the claimant nature of some mysticism, coincident in nature in the volatility of change and the anachronistic evolution of certain species could define actual coincidence beyond the shallow claimant nature of most record of testimonial account. There are plenty of examples of similarities in…
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Weekend Writing Prompt #286 – Bibliopole
Weekend writing prompt from sammicoxwriter, https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/11/19/weekend-writing-prompt-286-bibliopole/
Weekend Writing Prompt #286
“Bibliopole” 39 words
by Amelia Michelle Nicol
11/19/22
Book lust definitions
flowers pressed into dictionaries
dreaming boundless opportunity.
Bibliopole uses about bibliophile’s needs
solid, sold figures of fortune and usefulness
Worthwhile: these
Volumes bound in obscure passions
Have common let in considerate word
releasing while bound up
More Recent Zine/REader
From REader/Zine Archives by Amelia Nicol
Archived Reader/Zine
This Imaginary?
The visions between sight and the gaps of language left to the imaginary senses beyond sense that instruct with instinct, that derive potentials from medium to absorb in conditioning and gradient. These, same pathways and the recurb of newness or the ever pressing need to reconsider the futurism that must contain every part of everything, that must condition each accordingly. These mechanical bodies, they lift or pull in rotation and reference, in postural reflexes and repositioned spasms of thought or possibilities in movement. Always at ready, resting, or supposed in stillness or each anew with other potentials and significance decidable as the monitoring. The mythology in pushing weight or the retraction of selflessness as impossible to the movement of each of my limbs: gathered onto itself and expanding while contracting. Fluctuations of discernment in the devices commonly allotted the significance of emotions or movement that comes from imaginary, that frequents…
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for your information…
The differences or similarities in perception and that which could be taken as though connected or in some sort of continuance are endless, there is a finite universe of information, but the recombinative values in imagination mean the possibility of infinitum of choice in value. Values always change, the constant is change, the ONLY constant is…change. The distinctions of space and that which is considered faultily whole or in any combination actual, the distal contrivances of actual timing and space, the differences in that which is assumptive of the environment and its supposed wholeness to a perception of whole being. The actuality of partiality in the endless potentials of existing and the distinctions in space that mean actual movement and shapeliness beyond the shallow still life portraits of wholeness assumed in person or environment. Assumptions of wholeness and the distal contrivances of the actuality of personhood, that which could singularly beset an entire environment is inaccurate at best, as any system that could pretend the same. I don’t need to be decided on anything to have presence in environment, and being decided or having an opinion has very little to do with personhood. Silence is an answer. Assumptive measures in supposed environmental messengers and that which is actual communication, cause meaning and reason attached to chemical and electrical conversions in efforts to decide that which is indeterminable from environment or perspective of it will never be accurate, either. The distances beyond that which is applicative or pure and the language of interaction or suppositions of potential that could be taken in any given direction by any systemic pattern, path, and shapeliness. The conditions of unrest and the divisions in nature of that which works or the existence of parasites, the actuality of natural order and that which is often added from human perspective. These ideas of beauty, always asymmetrical to us, perfect beauty would be so ugly, maybe angels aint purdy? The symmetry or asymmetry of angling in the precisions of perceptions of beauty, the volatility of change and the necessity in beauty in natural systems and pattern that proves underlying orders. Strands of consideration, underlying force and higher powers, the origins of void or space, breath or word, the conditions of wonderment in that which is beyond imaginary, beyond sense, and beyond collective and the need for free thought and discernment. Critical thinkers are not afraid to admit that we do not know (Carol and Carol, Tarvis and Wade), and the allowance of wonderment in timing for the cognitive economy of rapid solutions isn’t necessarily conducive to fair, reliable analysis. Slow down and shut up! Personalization is incredibly easy when guessing for similar instancing or assuming in the ambiguity of validity any connectivity or continuance.
Leonard B. Meyer knew it was always according to the will of the observer.
Lewis Thomas knew intelligence tests have very little to do with information reliability.
Charles Van Doren knew we don’t belong to any system based on similarity or difference.
Norman D. Stevens knew that just because it fits, doesn’t mean it works (or needs to).
What has happened to information science? (and scientists?)
It Figures.
Light to stop itself in path
The scatter of beauty in prism
The differences in darkness
These wanted partitions of silence
Stillness, the revery for Earth
These dark places and the sources
Of movement to these parts of wave
Leftover taking apart pieces of dust
For every rime particle that never muddied the rain
Pre-fect sensations, Protenoia these forethoughts
The suppositions against decision
Promised slowing analysis
For differences in daylight
From within, source-less-ness or this
Impartation of asymmetrical chaos
From without
Accidents Happen, Coincidence is Plenty
The ways of attention, the given references to the stacks left wonderment and the times needed to intensify the ideas of the great beyond, of that which is unseen. The ease of assumption and application of meaning to events that coincide or signify others, of all the ways in which connection becomes something else, a miracle or magic to invest in. Instances of semblance and resembling actions already taken or noted, the mischief in individualist action and the assumptive process of crowds. Simplicity and expectation taken to measure the resounding reference of identifying mental event and working for attachment or meaning without really intending to, the ways in which we automatically compartmentalize that which happens to us or that which doesn’t, the automatic repetitions of space and reference we wouldn’t even notice that we make. A coincidence is plenty, and accidents happen far beyond any meaning or application of intensity…
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American Sentence
Oceans within earth wave in light without perspective doubts outstanding.
If you drown you were innocent: detriment of fact which finds itself.
Path and Shape
Difference in color contrasting shapeliness
the height of branches almost entirely obscures
distances imagined, seemed like a short path
the altitudes of distance and looming expectancy limits
seasons changing without notice
the coincidences of falling down looking upward, distracted noise
the differences in these leaves bright movement
and the river hushing.
Falling or rotting divides of time
thin air escapes expectation, difference in distance
the recurb of season, these small increments
of non-melodic noise, a distance traveled
by evergreens in root systems
catching a pattern of swaying wind
Gold and evergreen, gold and blue sky
these musical dreams and noisy underpinnings
a tree to take my pulse, wind for the pressure
word needs from my lungs, spoken or not
the wind a hawk and eagle drift on, now
smells so warm and cuts so cold.
Be Different
The ambiguity of spaciousness and the perfect symmetries in asymmetrical potentials, the actuality of adaptation and the vulnerability and fragility of versatility. The conditions of investment and the sense of conditioning and formulaic sequestering of data: the intuitive focus of word to placement, the friction of sense and the thoughtlessness of actual workmanship and times. A senescence of all the senses, this expression can pretend to use all of them, the convenience of daylight could reflect parts of this dust within me to signify any amount of difference in the already present path and potential in gradient, resting or active. The inventive nature of change and the risk assessments in cognitive reasoning and applicative value in the instinctual. Instinct and imagination, the severity of nature and the idea of fragility being inevitable in the amount of possibilities present. The change in nature being volatile, the consistency of surroundings and the precursors of life, the decisions of placement and that which could seem to be decided by proximity. The need for analysis and wonderment in the evolution and growth of knowledge and information, the spaces fit for these shapes or the possibilities in any given spaciousness and endless varieties of variability and volatility to match. The offsetting nature of the chaos in variability and the inevitability of volatility in chance and happenstance reckoning of sense and logic in the constantly changing potentiality of path, and its usual deviations in splatter or explosion…Cation! Stop regions of meta-chromatic granules picking up the leftovers from chains of proteins made in the rough endoplasmic reticulum, the need for volatility in the constant of change, and endless variability. (endless finite imaginary infinitude?) If infinite were ‘real’ would change be volatile? Would change happen? If there is no matter created nor destroyed, and this went on to infinitude, how could change happen and how could there be any volatility? Imaginary infinitum and the source-less electric, voids of wonderment and the necessity in questioning, these possibilities of happenstance and volatility in change beyond a finite definition, that which cannot be defined nor definite but has shapeliness or void or reckoning potentiality in pattern: does imagination help change? Could imaginary infinitude and a source-less electric work to explain the volatility and versatility in these chaotic changes of nature that don’t have any actual* dependence? Source-less-ness doesn’t need infinitude, and could be part of the change in nature, that no matter is ever created nor destroyed does not mean a still stoic or static perfected picture of the universe: constant. Change. Pythagorean stillness and these phosphorus dreams of brightly shining empathetic beings. Amaeboid dreams for a Fragile Species and this cellular planets actual connections or distortions (Thomas, Lewis). The ways in which we trick time, record and reference, the conditions of growth and the variability in chance, change, and the significance of shapeliness. Fit to form, what could be? The imagination necessary to instinct and the easily confused ideas of premonition in the exactitude of adaptation. ‘We are only met with circumstances we can handle’ (Bruner, Goodnow, Austen) the risk assessments and alarm mechanisms necessary to indicative thought and focus, and the ease of misinterpretation. The space and the indicative nature of environment, the ways in which record could trick environment, and the instances of reference which try to decide meaning for messages and messengers that don’t actually need function for the actions and reactions that are actually innate and necessary. Priory, apriory and the instinctual defenses of daylight: couldn’t help being born with spots, the canopy could hide anything in certitude glance-work and allowance factoring for focus or focal devoid patterning and supposed excitement. Removal from free choice will never disprove free will: of all these things I supposedly have no choice in, of all the conditioning that my behaviors will supposedly never reach…Potentials and focus, indeterminable assurances of supposed exactitude: free will aint a choice.
Wave…
The fits of wave
wind blew over time
wrinkled parts of the ocean
with scraps of air.
These differences in distance
weights imagined for air or for
the water covering the ridges
at the bottom of the ocean
Evaporation patterns formulated path
repeats parts of hexagon
weights them these differences in time
The densities breathing sideways
depths, to places floating or sinking
Falling patterns of certitude in atmosphere
pressures these densities to shapeliness
fallen up to harder masses
or vaporized in an instant
snowflake
Water Tension sits atop a penny
Weeps at any touch taken lightly
Wonders at dust
These rime particles that could branch
in all that atmosphere
never muddied the rain.
There are no singular, overwhelming intellects. — Art of Aphorism
There is only “general intellect” that misrecognizes its own process of production.
There are no singular, overwhelming intellects. — Art of Aphorism
Spiral
Imaginary infinitum and the source-less electric within, the chances of that which is within meeting with that which is outside of us: the odds of happening upon something that you cannot compensate or adapt to is almost impossible. The differences in the conditions for perspective sense and the need for personal indicative and timing. The distances beyond thought or intention, the assurances of impossibility and the actuality of infinitum. That which is within being met with something that is without: a separate and innate field, that is imaginary and infinite, that can transpose source-less electric to the medium of thought…The actuality of eternity and imaginary space, the distance beyond any actual interest and the differences in immediacy and actual being. Instinct and imagination, the ways in which infinitum and (even imaginary) eternity must influence the ways in which we experience the world around us, and our capabilities in absorbing information from the environments we are in: ‘we are only met with circumstances we can handle,’ (Bruner, Goodnow & Austen, A Study of Thinking, 1966) some part of me is already prepared for any environmental influence. Without the idea of infinitum, its almost impossible to freely adapt, and to evolve means an infinitum of possibilities in change and chance movement and growth. While everything could seem to be connected in the idea that we all evolved from and continue evolving to the same place, (why would we be evolving back to the same place, sans infinitum, back to the ameboid, that Gaia theory wholism gone haywire nonsense) the variation necessary to timing and nature are chaotic unto infinitum as well, and connectivity or continuation cannot be decided, nor assumed: especially based on specific instances of isolated cases that will never actually apply to any underlying principles in nature and or natural systems. Time scaling for the spiraling coils that keep passing by each other, that stretch out beyond any imagining, to infinitum, which continually pass by similar points in timing, forming curve and dimension, remembering similarity and working always toward more individuality. Imagining time a coil or spiral, a closed enough spring to almost rub at the parts that would have been passed by before were an object traversing the shapeliness of the metal. Humming along a spiraling, wobbling path…senescence imagined in the recognizing of timing in nature, in the possibilities of underlying formulate which predicts events with instinct and imagination. Underlying time…frame…in…a…spiral…the predispositions of shapeliness in nature, the conditions of impossibility and the need for pattern. (pattern (is) need for random, not necessarily chaotic, information)
Scatter
To the masses of atmosphere coalescing in the earth to conform and confront a new shapeliness that’s always existed:
The guessing for mental and imaginary event and the supposed limits of thoughtlessness in free thought and wonderment, the need for sameness and the imagining of newness, no matter is created nor destroyed, this all existed but these differences in similarity move past any need to assimilate and ask differentiation in light between that which is of the senses and that which is source-less electric within. As if certain shades could help or cure calamitous wonderment, the imagined weight to the light at the center of the planet, a dark light that must exist but cannot. These electrical to chemical convergences of matter in productions of mental and imaginary event, the metal between dimensions the framework of path and pattern, shapeliness beyond in the predispositions of space to form or there truly is only void…origins of void or space? Word or breath? Pressures of depth testing or the certitude of moving shapeliness to form: gas, liquid, and solid realities of shifting between fractions of wrenches and the spaces left uncertain. Morphological structure and the want to formulate the pre-existing patterns or potentiality in nature, these caverns or gaseous bubble spaces, a chasm or chamber or vaporizing, pressurized space. Pattern from other path, these inevitable hexagons and the formulaic exactitude of semblance in growth, that which belongs to a place or has value according to certain surroundings. What tends to accumulate, to grow, to hold place and have value for certain areas? The tendency in plants to respect ecology and elders…The sources of decidable shapeliness and the structures of growth, phosphorus and the inescapable smoke, caverns spewing sulfur and nociception, non-sense wholism and the Gaia theories of shallow connectivity and assumption, the lies of unification and the need for deviating pattern and path. Form from the earth, from shapeliness in christaline pattern to globular masses, or from rain in globular masses vaporized (not frozen), to christaline path. Density and the chambers necessary to vaporizing shapeliness and pattern from falling curvature: path, density, volume and the weightlessness of water fallen to earth, masses of atmosphere, dispersing parts of moisture with constantly inconsistent temperature. Infinite sources of shapeliness, infinite forms of possibility and potentiality, all of which has been formed before. As of before…Finite. Imaginary infinitum and the source-less electric coalescing shapeliness from the strands of life that seem so similar and deviate readily. The same number as in a blade of grass, these humours of cavities composing bodily limit, the most minute of particular wave and placement in timeliness, these senses’ belonging, fit to formulaic potentiality. Points at which biological factors induce timing, circadian rhythms and senescence, difference and defense.
Dense immensities beyond space
immersive exactititudes of pressure
undefinable, indeterminable distance
void shapeliness, a corner of light
passing through an emptied space
light filtered dimensions disappeared a room imagined
to collapsing expansion
exacted spinning in the curves
of the leftover parts of angle
Now, carefully draw a line
of event horizon—
Ugly, or: Misunderstood
Hooray!
Poetry Partners #93
‘An Ugly Poem’, by Amelia Michelle Nicol of ‘And Or Theory’
Far too philosophical and just Lacking imagery Overlapping or side by side, intertwined emphasis, color, leading lines, rules of thirds lists of negatives, another light dodging or burning art and beauty, the disturbing the differences, the uncertain certitude, fortitude, beauty and the ultimate objective good Seeking, seeking, wandering excitability and extremes anti-art longing for the simplicity of beauty of something to be beheld treasured, of that which cannot be mistaken: beautiful. free will in observation, attention taken away, taken apart Of all there is to seek beauty and the Great Beyond reconciling irreconcilable inferences art for the sake of art itself beauty and the divine something entirely beyond us also being with us Wants and needs, investments and future impressions of poverty and the fears of wanting, needing delinquency, fervor, indecisive instruments, machinery, conveyance longing beyond…
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Clarity
The distance beyond thought and the differences in attention, the works and talents afforded according to nature or the actuality of practical and practice, the applicant value of any amount of gradient or potential doesn’t concern me, the actuality of reality, place, space and privacy does. The immediacy of proximity and the ease of guessing at repetition: similar instancing and entrapment, especially in the refusal to believe? These supposed facts of proximity, participation and paradox limits challenges and values in shallow assurances of coincident don’t actually make sense. Beyond that, are a confiscation of privacy and personal space, and have no place. The shapeliness beyond words, these letters of assurance and the bends and curves of indicative within mind, the ways in which language has spelled us, movement and pacing indicatives of breath, these hollow vessels breathing timing and attention. The figures of daylight conditioning the relentless framework of wobble and turning axis, the distances could imagine timing, too, but these predispositions of shapeliness, were they harnessed in the length of a breath or the formulate of a word? What dust particle clung to a shape in mind to form a letter or word without? Particles of shapeliness caught in chambers to electrify to chemical form, these densities and pressures of space, motion and shapeliness besides time and space: distances like chemotaxis, Zeeman, the figures of absolved limits and absolute boundaries of interest, the guardrail figures of distances for slowing down, for stillness, for silence and actual clarity with no background. No light or dark, no prism of color, actual clarity. Water. A snowflake. Actual clarity in nature, actual stillness and that which is beyond form or thought, the conditions of impression or expression and the ways in which environment and predispositions in gradient potentials reform and converse actuality to perspective sense. According to each, and each to their own, patterns in nature and the need for deviation, for random chaotic reformations of past data, to do something differently…with all the same matter. No matter what. For the day when everything has actually been said, or the day when something new could actually be muttered. Exactitude in timing and the indicative weight of attention or excitement, any meaning cause or reason could be applied and seem to work well enough, perspective bias will never disappear. The fact that nothing is ever going to be new does not mean we could ever learn everything or know it all: constant change. The constant. is. Change. The distances beyond exactitude and the differences in ambiguity and unknowing. The distinction of reference and the need for the actuality of difference in the assumptions of knowledge and timing, especially. Referent unknowing and the need for real and accurate information, if the referent information is timed according to another diadem, the differences met with could symbolize anything according to that diadem, and could pretend to be reasonable. If it works…it doesn’t make it real, actual, or fact. It means that it could fit a diadem for a short enough or long enough time period to seem to make sense. But really, it just doesn’t. Synesthesia, the ways in which senses could be intertwined, perspective assurances of assumption and the actuality of perspective in biological sense and behavior. Perspective is easy to skew, the need for information reliability remains and the actuality of attention or excitement isn’t decidable to outside perspective. Water falling off the roof, splashes to puddles beneath the Elder Berry, washes these flat orange rocks beneath clean into the mud, the tops of them all shiny. It sounds like something I’ve drunk before, but something so much like water that it has no taste. It couldn’t be this same water, falling to the ground from the rooftop, it must have been something I heard, something I heard about…it fills me up. Imagined an abyss, that could fill with something, but that must have already been filled up. Down.
There’s plenty of give and take.
Inventions of timing, the conditions of interest and the attentive nature of any amount of environment, that which seems to interact or that which becomes background or scenery, props and the investments of surroundings. These figures of indicative and the movement of events, the ways in which an object can shift an entire story or interest in an entire room. The attentive value of any amount of space or the conditions of wonderment in the focus or focal of environment or interest: the irregularity of sightliness and the need for asymmetrical alignment. Quadrants or sixths, these lenses of angular flipping motions and motif, the movement in mind turned upside-down, optical chasms of possibilities and the comfort of thinking there is an absolute seat or placement of something. (Why it is so necessary to understand it is A unified field theory, and will never be ‘the’). The chair Boethius sat in must exist, must have this placement and value of time and space, must tell itself and if imagined hard enough, must be the one he was also imagining: the ridiculousness of assumptions upon mental and imaginary event based on environmental constructs is obvious. Without a homeland, no semi-colons and no place in particular for the imagination to rest or live or reside. Free thought, home-bound conceptualizations of attentive nature and the conditions of notice, expectations of impression or expression and the need for information reliability against over-arching metaphor and capsizing grandeur. Differences between ‘environment’ and private space, presence in environment and the separations of individual: the sense necessary to perspective and the divinations between that which is becoming of me and that which is surrounding me. The indicative sense in making myself with the objects I experience, and the need to be myself instead of thinking I’m something made by my environment is also part of the radical acceptance in behavioral American dialectics that accepts that I cannot change nor really control my environment, but I can definitely change myself and my own behaviors. I do not create nor control the environment around me for the most part, and the environment around me equally cannot create or control me. There’s plenty of give and take.
Ghosts of light and heat
Manifested.
Investments of time and space, the conditions of movement and the actuality of rates of passage. The measureless distances of work or workmanship, intellectual property and intellectual freedom. The need for thoughtlessness, nothingness, the consistency of timing and the fruition of excitements and their derivative possibilities. Deciding use or belonging based on timing or elsewise is a horrible confusion of space and privacy, the needed break between piece rate works and the idea of being used for time is a necessary distinction to recognize. Time is not a commodity, I am not a commodity. Is it easier to think you can use people as commodities if you think you can own or share their time or timing? Happenstance, chance and the ways in which fabricative coincidence for guessing games of similar instancing could create any amount of supposed connectivity. Supposed exacted-ness in the delinquency of supposed chance and the volatility of change, formulaic and repetitive writings and the ambiguity of validity. The need for focus, discernment and information reliability are nothing new, and the mediums of separation between reality and virtual reality are becoming less and less stable, and less and less workable. The confusions in physiological response created by imaginal space are many, the differences in actuality and that which is imaginary or mental event that could easily be attached to reality through the constructs of cognition. A coincidence doesn’t need to make sense to anyone but you, there is no collective or elsewise that can decide the absolute meaning of the perspective necessary to noticing coincidence, or adding meaning or intention. Trying to possess others coincident to my own imagination does not mean conducive construct of actuality or reality. I could hear something in the woods and feel something completely different from anyone else around me, the feelings possibly produced by my imagination constructing possibilities of what (it) could be do not effect or affect me even as much as the adrenaline and catacholamines necessary to the response that’s probably already taken place by the time I’m imagining it. The secrets of imagining events or people into your life and etcetera are very shallow and tend to decide connectivity and continuation of events with very little actual information or fact, and the connections they assume and call forth are usually very opportune ones, and usually based on wealth. If I’m ambiguous enough in imagining what I want, any number of people or instances could tend to supposedly prove me correct: to think you could have that much control, power or ‘force’ over the environment and others is actually a negation of individualism. Especially when you consider how many others must be expected to operate in a way that would be conducive to whatever you think you want or need, that you are calling upon or trying to manifest. Manifest your own destiny or manifest God’s destiny: nature is exacting, God is in control.
Instinct & Imagination
Disarray, the delinquency of daylight or the bending forms of natural saturation in sightliness, the certitude of angling that could account for any amount of interest or investment, the decisions that are already made, this thoughtlessness, contingent on some form of inspiration or impressions and expressions: the tether or the root, the same origins of anything easily enough understood or misconstrued. The will of the observer in the decision making process of the belonging in mental and imaginary event. The distances beyond any and the differences in the significance of any particular symbol or role, dividends of sufficiency or conveyances of inadequacy, the impertinence of uncanny minuteness and the dodging of portrait immanence. These snakes in my hair, staring at these mirrors, pausing and catch framing these fragments of decisions or possibilities in language, catching out statuesque grandeur or still life assumptions of anything. Distant figures of thought, these immediacies of expression and the simultaneity of the frequencies of imagination and common cultural norms. So much common structure to reaction and action, that does not necessitate the use of the idea in function. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction, not necessarily any function (indeterminable data: not. for. use). Disproportionate improbabilities of conditioning and the referent tasks of memory or what’s really attached to environment, these attitudes or assumptions of over arching metaphor, the distal invocations of wanted distance or the distances imagined for the source-less electric and imaginal space. These weightless improbabilities of change and chance, the volatile nature of indeterminable data, the space beyond spaciousness and the will of mindfulness in excitability or attention: blood brain barriers and the salt water brine of shores within mind, these romantic beaches to tell of other dimensions, hinting at that which is forever beyond us, this want to course through or portion sense around these ideas, this horrible chewing noise compared with the silence of meditative conditions. The vanity in describing that which is beyond description, silence clarity and stillness, these fearless curiosities that cannot be settled or the need for ontological peace when there is no peace. The connectivity of ideas and the non-congruence of asymmetrical figures of concentration or the wanted need for separations from reality. The ambiguity of validity and the concentration of focal devoid patterning in continuer or the parable and paradigm, (paradox) beyond the ease of shallow similarity. That which connects my inner gnosis to outer knowledge, instinct and imagination, why should I be able to imagine what could be coming up behind me in the woods? The catecholamines necessary to react have already caused one by the time I have imagined exactly what it could be. How many times a bear in the woods was really a house cat. Physiological response caused by imagination and imaginal space created by physiological response. Definitive reality and the perspective sense of conditioning and attention, repetitions of formulaic investments in language and the ritual and routine of breaking apart newness. Cation, a stop region at the end of an RNA strand, non-sense regions that metachromatic granules pick up after, the immediacy of chaos in thought and the ways in which organization of cognitive information takes place: the place values of probable or possible chance or happenstance in ambiguity and the oblivion of obviousness. An idea, sends random, chaotic splatter patterns of possibilities and organizes itself eventually to the common structures and knowledge already present. (Data as nutrients) Gradient potentials in action and the affordance structures of the cognitive economy of rapid solution. Wait, this random junk so easily discarded, the leftover parts that meant a wholeness no one ever needed to pay any attention to, pause and silence, the need for slowness and patience in decision making process and critical thinking. First thoughts bested by the need for analyzing, unafraid of uncertainty, wandering lost and hopeful, these findings of abstract and conceptual want to study and analyze, taken for some form of separation or experimentation: accidental declarations of probability and the abstracted sense of conceptuality.
somewhere in my mind
a blank stare
cautionary wonderment
conditions these risk assessments
decisions already confounded and made
impossible all over again.
Dirt & Grime
Dirt and Grime
Outlines of process gone
working parts of structure
the malleable nature of framing time
dirt and grime
the ways of turning
torque, pressure, alignment
sparks lit, quickly extinguished
hear them hit concrete
suddenly die out
throwing light all over
barely missing my face, hands
every part exposed
showered in dull pin pricks
contained splatter, shards of illumination
glowing brightness against this
rusty clunker unmoving
sits to display
now having new paint
conditions of movement
skeletal remains of possibility
waiting for a certain spark
other working parts to plug
and carry along
long gone memories:
this outline and a grinder
imagining something working
The Defeated Logic of Protest
Voltairine De Cleyre: Direct Action.
Revolt? Survive.
Yesterday.
Happenstance, the relevance of any assumptive connectivity and the distance in imagining and potential. The ‘lost’ discovered or explored figures of indifference and phantom relegations of intensity or the constant inconsistencies of impression and expression. The exactitudes of decision, or that which is against it or the dissonance in that which is an ending beginning again and again (Stein, Gertrude) or the imagined boundaries of allowance. Favor, the constitutions of free thought and the need for individuality: instinct and imagination, the measureless figures of immersive value or condensation of unfair loss. The sense of removal or this loss of presence, the humanity! Impossible is impossible, the curve of sky compared to the corners of a distance around a block, depending on perspective sense analogous to personal experience and private environment. All that’s left to a portrait sense, pearls gleaning in pigs teeth, what sense of past or stats could offend such futurism? The ease of still-life misinterpretation and the movement of actuality. Forms beyond shapeliness: lines of horizon and disappearing time stretching out as though straightened.
Shipwreck!
Ships
Here, let me set yuh sailin’
an endless horizon
a zero sinking past
an infinite line
beyond dimension.
(One is completely over
being entirely
alone.)
1/0
A Snowflake Like Any Other
How could a wave
of an arm move, branch
that way, in what similar display
of pressures
of air, wind
breath
Shapeliness velocity
pre-decided spaciousness
origins of void or
these structures
blankness emphasis
pre-fect chaotic.
Graupel particles breaching
parts of six, particians of
diagonal formed
viscosity, startled from
the tops of trees
to snow fallen high
with absolutely no
pack.
Difficult.
And Or Theory 