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Thursday, February 26, 2004

THE BIG BOINK 

The Big Bang is God’s Orgasm (GO), impregnating Him, Her, Me, We and Everything Everywhere and In Between with Being.
From atoms to matter to plants to animals to people: spirit infuses all.
Matter tries to contain, smother and devour life.
But despite each hungry bite, potentiality escapes and expands, leaving crumbs of infinity on matter’s dense lips.

Monday, February 23, 2004

nostalgia 

I miss masturbating to scrambled cable sex.

Friday, February 20, 2004

HOVER 

It’s useful to click through all the perspectives whenever you remember to:
you in a chair, CLICK, you in a chair in a region, CLICK, you in a chair in a region in a country, CLICK, you in a chair in a region in a country in a hemisphere, CLICK, you in a chair in a region in a country in a hemisphere on a planet, CLICK, you in a chair in a region in a country in a hemisphere on a planet in a solar system, and keep going….
you can see the swirls and waves of weather; the pockets of unrest and war; the lurching devastation of rain forests; the path of disease cutting a swathe through life like the cursor in an Etch-A-Sketch.
Beyond that are ancient and unnameable archetypes and intelligence.
Why else do you think it’s the viewpoint four out of five Gods prefer?
You can only learn so much from beneath the bleachers.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

FUNNY HA HA or FUNNY WEIRD? 

People think I’m being funny when I’m not.
If I ever fall dead in front of my friends they’ll just laugh and say get up.
One day, after an entire wall of lockers fell over onto my sixth grade girlfriend crushing her flat so that blood gushed out of every orifice onto my feet when a bunch of us pushed the locker up, I waved the kids over at recess, stomped on a ketchup packet, and laid down on the playground so that the red splatter looked like it was coming from my open mouth. Everyone laughed.
Then a dog from across the street ran over and licked up the ketchup.
Hilarious.

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