dark welds to one another --
to serve as spice the will survived
like warring love brother to brother.
We round the bends decreed for us
protecting precious flame
alive until we must
Death’s door’s forbidding frame.
=/ t.p.
Wednesday, October 10, 2018
Sunday, November 26, 2017
Sunday, October 10, 2010
estranged
blushing over soup
turkey, talk and tea
you and I share
some pain
in estranged family
past and future merge
experience plays the keys
making music of the melody
lives seeking harmony
sending it out to sea
is the selfish choice it seems
to reconcile tides to ending
using lies to stay adrift
locks and silence undertow
all to be bereft
sunsets were meant for evenings
winters of lives well lived
truths for bedtime telling
when two decide to wed
turkey, talk and tea
you and I share
some pain
in estranged family
past and future merge
experience plays the keys
making music of the melody
lives seeking harmony
sending it out to sea
is the selfish choice it seems
to reconcile tides to ending
using lies to stay adrift
locks and silence undertow
all to be bereft
sunsets were meant for evenings
winters of lives well lived
truths for bedtime telling
when two decide to wed
Soul Bits on the Internet
I have finally reclaimed this old Blogger account.
Persistence pays off for sure. Now it is possible to delete some of those distributed parts of myself scattered across the Internet -- not an easy task.
Persistence pays off for sure. Now it is possible to delete some of those distributed parts of myself scattered across the Internet -- not an easy task.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Gas Mileage of 1997 Oldsmobile Aurora
It's a crazy thing when you purchase a vehicle without thinking about your principles. This is the car I just bought and hope to soon ditch in favor of a more modest, less consumptive vehicle.
For now, though, I am going to enjoy the evil pleasures of driving in high-style.
Gas Mileage of 1997 Oldsmobile Aurora
-- tim
For now, though, I am going to enjoy the evil pleasures of driving in high-style.
Gas Mileage of 1997 Oldsmobile Aurora
-- tim
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
wander spirit
You have a mind to murder
with bee-sting bedtricks
and thinking in threes.
Husband arrived at Second
in wedding night bliss
given to King Arthur,
the first ever kissed.
Anxious poison brewed
from waters pure and true
vilify the bones
his Mother gave to you.
A horse is led and flanked
by the Masquerade of snakes.
And only one is chosen
when initiation takes.
The secret rites of spiders
and of basement thrust and grind.
Pushes the sleeping turtle over
revealing his sore behind.
with bee-sting bedtricks
and thinking in threes.
Husband arrived at Second
in wedding night bliss
given to King Arthur,
the first ever kissed.
Anxious poison brewed
from waters pure and true
vilify the bones
his Mother gave to you.
A horse is led and flanked
by the Masquerade of snakes.
And only one is chosen
when initiation takes.
The secret rites of spiders
and of basement thrust and grind.
Pushes the sleeping turtle over
revealing his sore behind.
under you under you
unlived the burning soul
while he watches
requited in laundry
while he sleeps
steeped in soiled dishes
while he lumbers
fitful in sleep
while he rubs
walking on eggshells
while he breathes
-- tim
while he watches
requited in laundry
while he sleeps
steeped in soiled dishes
while he lumbers
fitful in sleep
while he rubs
walking on eggshells
while he breathes
-- tim
can't come back
Damn this moving rage that got me.
It tears me down again.
It makes my stomach crunch.
And makes my head do spins.
Are you gone for real?
Is there nothing left?
Why do you want to hurt me?
Are we doing all we can?
Together we're tossed out on the wind.
Hit by rolling thunder.
Can't wing on down to earth.
Is it any wonder?
Can't wing down to earth.
Is it any wonder?
It tears me down again.
It makes my stomach crunch.
And makes my head do spins.
Are you gone for real?
Is there nothing left?
Why do you want to hurt me?
Are we doing all we can?
Together we're tossed out on the wind.
Hit by rolling thunder.
Can't wing on down to earth.
Is it any wonder?
Can't wing down to earth.
Is it any wonder?
kojack razor knack
shaved wonder head
wanna brew hysteria
wanna buy the bled
stick glory somewhere else
like some serrated edge
drowning in the liquor
the wrong side of the badge
snake an endless line
back to primordial mud
these short feelings
common in our blood
black or white eternity
living life estranged
sawing limbs, nipping buds
wild seeds deranged
-- tim
shaved wonder head
wanna brew hysteria
wanna buy the bled
stick glory somewhere else
like some serrated edge
drowning in the liquor
the wrong side of the badge
snake an endless line
back to primordial mud
these short feelings
common in our blood
black or white eternity
living life estranged
sawing limbs, nipping buds
wild seeds deranged
-- tim
Strong Enough
Strong Enough By Sheryl Crow
God I feel like hell tonight
Tears of rage I can not fight
I'd be the last to help you understand
Are you strong enough to be my man?
Nothings true and nothings right
So let me be alone tonight
Because you can't change the way I am
Are you strong enough to be my man?
Lie to me....I promise I'll believe
Lie to me but please don't leave
I have a face that I can't show
I make the rules up as I go
Try to love me if you can
Are you strong enough to be my man?
When I've shown you that I just don't care
When I'm throwing punches in the air
When I'm broken down and I can't stand
Are you man enough to be my man?
Lie to me...I promise I'll believe
Lie to me but please don't leave.
God I feel like hell tonight
Tears of rage I can not fight
I'd be the last to help you understand
Are you strong enough to be my man?
Nothings true and nothings right
So let me be alone tonight
Because you can't change the way I am
Are you strong enough to be my man?
Lie to me....I promise I'll believe
Lie to me but please don't leave
I have a face that I can't show
I make the rules up as I go
Try to love me if you can
Are you strong enough to be my man?
When I've shown you that I just don't care
When I'm throwing punches in the air
When I'm broken down and I can't stand
Are you man enough to be my man?
Lie to me...I promise I'll believe
Lie to me but please don't leave.
behind the scenes
the exhortation of lust may an exhibition be
that a stiffness in the wind raises a poor actor
whose waning banter invites the critic to bait a hook
leaving it bare and razor sharp for his hunger
whilst the ocean of her stage swells under storm
-- tim
that a stiffness in the wind raises a poor actor
whose waning banter invites the critic to bait a hook
leaving it bare and razor sharp for his hunger
whilst the ocean of her stage swells under storm
-- tim
Triggered
Triggered
The burn.
The hurt.
The cut and thrust.
Inhumanity.
Do what you do,
say what you say,
to put up with this spree.
CHORUS
War crime baby?
Crime lord maybe.
No neighborhood is safe.
No trigger lock
behind their eyes.
The world has gone insane.
You're put on the edge
of sharp steel rules,
cocked and loaded guns.
CHORUS
They'll chalk a circle
'round you now
not wanting friends to run
expecting to give out benefits
to join in suffering's fun.
The only ones who can escape
defect and decide how
their lives are spent in paying rent
and when to take a bow.
******************
******************
CHORUS
Put it away
Put it away
Cover up my head
Put it away
Put it away
You're making people dead
-- tim
The burn.
The hurt.
The cut and thrust.
Inhumanity.
Do what you do,
say what you say,
to put up with this spree.
CHORUS
War crime baby?
Crime lord maybe.
No neighborhood is safe.
No trigger lock
behind their eyes.
The world has gone insane.
You're put on the edge
of sharp steel rules,
cocked and loaded guns.
CHORUS
They'll chalk a circle
'round you now
not wanting friends to run
expecting to give out benefits
to join in suffering's fun.
The only ones who can escape
defect and decide how
their lives are spent in paying rent
and when to take a bow.
******************
******************
CHORUS
Put it away
Put it away
Cover up my head
Put it away
Put it away
You're making people dead
-- tim
Run, Run, Run O Fearful Organism
Run, Run, Run
O Fearful Organism
Extract what needs permissions;
submission is guaranteed.
Gang with keepers of the plank,
ranked and pedigreed.
The rise through lies embraced,
is acknowledged by The Fall.
Angels reverse True order made
when you're heedless of its call.
Human pain is self inflicted.
None can know the stakes.
Pebbles on the horizon
rupture Karma on the make.
The shell that's known gets split,
scatters shards of what's been done.
an end to times untended
protection that is gone
Eat all the worms.
Fill while you can.
Early bird at dawn:
one generation man.
-- tim
O Fearful Organism
Extract what needs permissions;
submission is guaranteed.
Gang with keepers of the plank,
ranked and pedigreed.
The rise through lies embraced,
is acknowledged by The Fall.
Angels reverse True order made
when you're heedless of its call.
Human pain is self inflicted.
None can know the stakes.
Pebbles on the horizon
rupture Karma on the make.
The shell that's known gets split,
scatters shards of what's been done.
an end to times untended
protection that is gone
Eat all the worms.
Fill while you can.
Early bird at dawn:
one generation man.
-- tim
Merger
Merger
Silence is our hideout
an emotional retreat
from forces too complex
for men to hear hearts beat.
Metro-man effects it
a feminine withdrawal
from masculine attention
to hammer, saw and awl.
His diversions aren't equine
his muscle isn't main
predilections circumspect
he tries to have a brain.
-- tim
Silence is our hideout
an emotional retreat
from forces too complex
for men to hear hearts beat.
Metro-man effects it
a feminine withdrawal
from masculine attention
to hammer, saw and awl.
His diversions aren't equine
his muscle isn't main
predilections circumspect
he tries to have a brain.
-- tim
Invite to Dance
Invite to Dance
A woman gets out to play
making friend or family plans,
enriches those she greets
with worker-bee fond hands.
Its not a lot this life she leads --
not some ticket draw: win or lose.
Prick her and yes, she bleeds.
In light or dark; stars will ever choose.
Shallow mercies place her
by the cradle near the bed.
Commercials see her snacking
every day not having wed.
Tenderness caresses slight
movements of her feet.
Moon and sun suspend
emotions incomplete.
A man may never enter
where bedlam pays a call.
But daily; woman, wife or mother,
takes up singly every fall.
Joys that are jumped
are remembered as life's best.
Sorrows take to flowers
until petals themselves taste the test.
Forgetting is no virtue
nor is wailing at what's past
Courage wastes no time
trusting full sail to the mast.
-- tim
A woman gets out to play
making friend or family plans,
enriches those she greets
with worker-bee fond hands.
Its not a lot this life she leads --
not some ticket draw: win or lose.
Prick her and yes, she bleeds.
In light or dark; stars will ever choose.
Shallow mercies place her
by the cradle near the bed.
Commercials see her snacking
every day not having wed.
Tenderness caresses slight
movements of her feet.
Moon and sun suspend
emotions incomplete.
A man may never enter
where bedlam pays a call.
But daily; woman, wife or mother,
takes up singly every fall.
Joys that are jumped
are remembered as life's best.
Sorrows take to flowers
until petals themselves taste the test.
Forgetting is no virtue
nor is wailing at what's past
Courage wastes no time
trusting full sail to the mast.
-- tim
Don't -- Take It With You
Don't -- Take It With You
The Critic's call makes heavy work of the vacuuming
when with micro-management phraseology
a chocolate kiss is taken for a day wasted
and the desire for escape is hailed as insubordination.
A sponge is made of the mind that can not sort the unique
from memories weaved of common thread into culture's tapestry.
So tribes encamp along the edge beyond corporate towers and their gates
while specialization is mastered with a mop and a bucket.
Fight kills the mind, turning its pages like those in a book,
revealing secret references with vivid accuracy.
The dishes all covered in cheese are a factory delight
for supervisors who raid frustration with a whip.
Friends invite themselves to dinner with established flare
seeking retreat under cobwebbed corners and candlelight
while the fly on the wall refuses to answer questions,
but silently entreats any competition to land in the soup.
Most know the dials and knobs of the television
and fill their cups with friends who will not bruise
when they are mixed with ice and bumped together:
Like any good natured martini; stirred but not shaken.
-- tim
The Critic's call makes heavy work of the vacuuming
when with micro-management phraseology
a chocolate kiss is taken for a day wasted
and the desire for escape is hailed as insubordination.
A sponge is made of the mind that can not sort the unique
from memories weaved of common thread into culture's tapestry.
So tribes encamp along the edge beyond corporate towers and their gates
while specialization is mastered with a mop and a bucket.
Fight kills the mind, turning its pages like those in a book,
revealing secret references with vivid accuracy.
The dishes all covered in cheese are a factory delight
for supervisors who raid frustration with a whip.
Friends invite themselves to dinner with established flare
seeking retreat under cobwebbed corners and candlelight
while the fly on the wall refuses to answer questions,
but silently entreats any competition to land in the soup.
Most know the dials and knobs of the television
and fill their cups with friends who will not bruise
when they are mixed with ice and bumped together:
Like any good natured martini; stirred but not shaken.
-- tim
Planning
Planning
Empty spaces with the draft
based on misdemeanor crime.
Biological containment;
populations act like swine.
Policy might prevent it;
red line hegemony.
Gated communities are sated
with triple lock and key.
-- tim
Empty spaces with the draft
based on misdemeanor crime.
Biological containment;
populations act like swine.
Policy might prevent it;
red line hegemony.
Gated communities are sated
with triple lock and key.
-- tim
This kitchen isn't big enough for the both of us
Sizzle sounds of something you fry
in the murky deep where you try and try
some Lazy Susan recipe
Flames first lick the night air
while hunger's rumble growls
and we wait until the temperature is right
between us
Now we are close
mincing our words
on the cutting board
of children
home
life
Failure is a food we have tasted
kneaded and risen
baked to a stillborn husk
overripe and crusted
When our kitchen closes in
and the brush does its work
the peel of acrylic on oil
can't hide what's beneath
A hot wind over grass
yields to the fence line anxiety
of what's on the other side
as somebody else's barbeque
spreads the Siren's scent
in the murky deep where you try and try
some Lazy Susan recipe
Flames first lick the night air
while hunger's rumble growls
and we wait until the temperature is right
between us
Now we are close
mincing our words
on the cutting board
of children
home
life
Failure is a food we have tasted
kneaded and risen
baked to a stillborn husk
overripe and crusted
When our kitchen closes in
and the brush does its work
the peel of acrylic on oil
can't hide what's beneath
A hot wind over grass
yields to the fence line anxiety
of what's on the other side
as somebody else's barbeque
spreads the Siren's scent
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
The Impact of Emerging Technologies: Pennies for Web Jobs - Technology Review
Click on the title above to find out how you can be the next savant to
hide inside the Mechanical Turk.
-- tim
Friday, March 03, 2006
Strom Rebels ofSchönau: The Village That Built Their Own Solar Utility
http://www.wind-works.org/articles/SchoenauStromRebels.html
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