Chapter 4: Media Dayz
< meow > Page 22
< meow > the three
< meow > where are the rains
< meow > flirp, or, how people meet
< meow > rain still
< meow > unsun
< meow > we were playing
< meow > whether or not
< meow > fully
< meow > progress
< meow > worth it
< meow > edged awareness of things different
< meow > coffee steaming
< meow > e-volition
< meow > hesitate not
< meow > summer solstice
< meow > I'm an asshole
< meow > Page 23
< meow > picnic
< meow > it
< meow > jokers in the deck
< meow > bleeeeeeeeep
< meow > May I say something?
< meow > multiple cation
< meow > glitter
< meow > tekikl prahblemz n th ehyr
< meow > further furthers
< meow > fg
< meow > Blue Moon
< meow > extended ought-tos
< meow > raining snails and horsefeathers
< meow > suspicions
< meow > suspicions
< meow > filler
< meow > what have I done?
< meow > wearing down callouses
< meow > miauuu from Moppins
< meow > Page 24
< meow > what
< meow > kettles of mice
< meow > listen closer
< meow > livelier lying
< meow > dreams all night
< meow > peanut jam
< meow > between meetings
< meow > mistik
< meow > nurturing nether knowns
< meow > optimistic and otherwise occupied
< meow > peep
< meow > qery
< meow > riddle me this
< meow > rather later than now
< meow > honestly, who am I?
< meow > night crawling
< meow > simlicity on the hoof
< meow > splendid, it's over
< meow > what is the right question to ask?
< meow > cats and landlords safely parked in orbit
< meow > jump highly and quickly
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< meow > sensory summations
< meow > kryptoanarchy
< meow > sorrow
< meow > pillory
< meow > A letter to a friend
< meow > emminent thoughts
< meow > fiddley dteails
< meow > everything starts with f
< meow > mice mornings
< meow > trying to find a quiet space
< meow > a differnet friend, another letter
< meow > vines awaggling
< meow > puddles of letters
< meow > in pursuit
< meow > defeat
< meow > looping around the answer
< meow > calmer waters and tea
< meow > dreams of tomorrow's future
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< meow > friends
< meow > twogetherings
< meow > f
< meow > effort and disipline
< meow > trepidation and moppins
< meow > enveloping numerals
< meow > h
< meow > something funny didn't happen
< meow > hatred
< meow > Truer visions and small talk
< meow > treetops
< meow > wroting
< meow > Page 27
< meow > exoticsdeath where she goes
< meow > really true truth
< meow > beam me down again
< meow > little bits of fire
< meow > what thinkest them
< meow > WN
< meow > g
< meow > depression and the flu: both contagious
< meow > comments feeling warm
< meow > flipping the pages of life
< meow > sleep
< meow > giddy waters
< meow > I never did it
< meow > cont'd
< meow > smiles
< meow > I have choosen the path
< meow > excitment, so easy
< meow > A cool fall day, my half-birthday
< meow > Flower
< meow > Page 28
< meow > Baending the lienes of truith
< meow > Slowing down to slug-bait
< meow > a day goes by
< meow > I've had enough of this
< meow > Caught up in emotional webs
< meow > an extra hour of thought
< meow > from underneath and overhead
< meow > Fishing in the fish bowl
< meow > spider's prints
< meow > logging
< meow > a sunday of sun and snow
< meow > What am I thinking?
< meow > free introspection
< meow > Where humans fail to tread
< meow > feathery thoughts
< meow > Thoughts on the what is
Chapter 5: Questioning decisions made
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< hold > names
< hold > Calmistry
< hold > truly normal hoops to jump through
< hold > scared to talk
< hold > High hills afar
< hold > cozy pickels
< hold > Passed the butter
< hold > nothing in particular catches at my fingertips
< hold > Edges on the walls
< hold > eight am
< hold > five pm
< hold > to be continued
< hold > acerbic rembrances
< hold > whispering in print
< hold > fishlettes
< hold > A Real World Example
< hold > x & y
< hold > day beyond days
< hold > remeber those Sundays
< hold > But how can I know?
< hold > Page 30
< hold > sliding on the icing
< hold > frost bytes
< hold > Virtual entrapment
< hold > Virtual understandings
< hold > the space between my thoughts
< hold > Very often I sit alone
< hold > I know that.
< hold > dawn
< hold > everglade
< hold > Extruded middles
< hold > thoughts on god and lipstick
< hold > jury trial
< hold > later that same day..
< hold > small fish, small pond
< hold > Volumes of self-indulgent crap
< hold > fields of ease
< hold > Internet Inquisition
< hold > boxed in day
< hold > Page 31
< hold > It's about time and energy.
< hold > a pittsburgh attitude
< hold > A new year
< hold > storm over, I'm relieved
< hold > an office interior
< hold > just some justs
< hold > mourning
< hold > worsenings
< hold > journey towards loser
< hold > it's just that
< hold > What is going on?
< hold > Good for three days.
< hold > Flowers, Washington, Louise
< hold > A plan in Washington
< hold > Flick on
< hold > afterwards
< hold > today I shall take the time to think
< hold > Weapons of love, and othe rmovie titles
< hold > fractally forlorn
< hold > Was wanting
< hold > pain
< hold > Page 32
< hold > one two seven
< hold > simply not the same
< hold > personas
< hold > A difference is also a change
< hold > fortune 1
< hold > out of the norm and into the tempest
< hold > will this get out htere
< hold > the world in your pupils
< hold > seasons of time
< hold > limes
< hold > softly flow the tears of change
< hold > fondliness
< hold > so really anyway
< hold > elopes
< hold > exceptions to tendencies
< hold > the story of the rabbit and the hound
< hold > and another day
< hold > devnul
< hold > a brief look into the
< hold > more thought than action
< hold > tulip petals and dust
< hold > the other self
< hold > under the wavelength of pure green
< hold > what is this here thing
< hold > Page 33
< hold > evidentiary paste
< hold > to the left of center
< hold > control freaked out
< hold > eventually life ends
< hold > left of right, center
< hold > ruminating and cogitating on nothing but
< hold > tributaries of the heart
< hold > A time again
< hold > alright already
< hold > snow whitening the planet
< hold > following a follower
< hold > fgfgfg
< hold > quarrying deeper
< hold > nine to eight
< hold > tremulo
< hold > sweetening and sour
< hold > CS Friedman
< hold > the white carnation at my doorstep
< hold > walking ever so gently through a briar patch
< hold > technical abstraction
< hold > recriminate
< hold > post recrimintation
< hold > Page 34
< hold > sneaking into the future
< hold > not forver and always
< hold > What is it to you, anyway?
< hold > together with the insects
< hold > expectations and exceptions
< hold > under weather worn
< hold > pursuing the pursuit of better things
< hold > one more entry
< hold > so hard
< hold > one day more, or less
< hold > anon
< hold > the following is an excerpt from
< hold > there were flowers
< hold > over and above my own expectations
< hold > the real thing
< hold > feathery errors
< hold > the teeth of truth
< hold > Page 35
< hold > Maying day
< hold > adventures in true love
< hold > Did I do that?
< hold > hold on to the center
< hold > fortuitousness
< hold > dressed to live
< hold > exceptions as rules
< hold > etc
< hold > tendencies to remember
< hold > several kings cooking
< hold > vaguen
< hold > ultra-cool thoughts
< hold > terr a
< hold > several small solitudes
< hold > empires of gloom
< hold > several more
< hold > the results of living
< hold > expectional
< hold > niarehtretfa
< hold > linkage dreams
< hold > under the spaces shorn
< hold > peanuts in the meadow
Chapter 6: A mounting furor for life
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< eyes > sev al er
< eyes > fun ease
< eyes > and underneath
< eyes > what I arrive at
< eyes > seve
< eyes > cannabalizing vegetation
< eyes > and the wind blows back steam
< eyes > exemplar
< eyes > oxygen molecules are here to stay
< eyes > simply bs
< eyes > effervescent bubbles pop
< eyes > nothing
< eyes > less
< eyes > Page 37
< eyes > falconer
< eyes > canaries being round and all
< eyes > rose petal blue
< eyes > perhaps several thoughts
< eyes > surfacing outside
< eyes > layers of scepticism
< eyes > time and energy abiding
< eyes > motorcycling
< eyes > of Carolyn
< eyes > a delayed day
< eyes > testing 123
< eyes > sure-footing
< eyes > sqf
< eyes > incursion
< eyes > traffic jam
< eyes > Page 38
< eyes > bookish vibration
< eyes > troubador lady
< eyes > amendment
< eyes > wrinkling mirrors
< eyes > just came from the
< eyes > lesser ends
< eyes > The Iota Eon
< eyes > Sundays raging on a Tuesday
< eyes > under the blossoms there are beetle tracks
< eyes > hel_
< eyes > from the past
< eyes > The velcro days
< eyes > mourning again
< eyes > pencil lead holes
< eyes > other ease
< eyes > a...
< eyes > what is it?
< eyes > stealth enrichments
< eyes > airing out coats
< eyes > racing waves
< eyes > Page 39
< eyes > elephantine footsteps in the dust
< eyes > The center of the universe
< eyes > the email alert
< eyes > incarnationesque
< eyes > quietly edging out of the winner's circle
< eyes > decking the cards
< eyes > m
< eyes > bathing the wings in oil
< eyes > but why
< eyes > callusion
< eyes > Do I still have time
< eyes > more edges
< eyes > Alsatian vaguery
< eyes > slogan
< eyes > a journey without a goal
< eyes > ever more stirring inside
< eyes > forever entangled by gossip
< eyes > under the sun
< eyes > sad
< eyes > harvest
< eyes > but
< eyes > extenuations
< eyes > Page 40
< eyes > Funny you shouldn't ask.
< eyes > copper edges
< eyes > Were there funny things in the universe at some point?
< eyes > <PPP>
< eyes > a crab, a canary, and summer jam
< eyes > vapid renaissance
< eyes > temporal how
< eyes > From within the grey walls
< eyes > outer space
< eyes > traverse
< eyes > after
< eyes > red spider wandering
< eyes > we're still in vr
< eyes > several hours in the night
< eyes > xoxoxo
< eyes > The setting
< eyes > Feeling the fool
< eyes > Page 41
< eyes > sheerest thought
< eyes > Were there times like this before?
< eyes > tender vibes
< eyes > two fish
< eyes > In memory of my life
< eyes > CHROMBASHIRE
< eyes > and on
< eyes > On occasion
< eyes > true test
< eyes > a dinner conversation
< eyes > a noun phrase to verb
< eyes > more new beginnings
< eyes > f
< eyes > colding
< eyes > literary facsism
< eyes > a truffles life
< eyes > sweetly falling brown leaves
< eyes > swallowing C's
< eyes > joust lance
< eyes > Fortune 14 million
< eyes > open for viewing
< eyes > Spelling myself
< eyes > under way
< eyes > sheerest petal
< eyes > purrifurry
< eyes > ah yes, traffic jamming
< eyes > little edges bigger dreams
< eyes > treackle weather
< eyes > hallucination
< eyes > trembling trying
< eyes > the once over
< eyes > no title
< eyes > Page 42
< eyes > taking the risk
< eyes > vague subject lines
< eyes > so too they say
< eyes > distinguishing frogs
< eyes > funnel
< eyes > sliver of life
< eyes > spending the time
< eyes > filling the time of my life up with ambition
< eyes > Another offline entry
< eyes > the meanderings of the mind
< eyes > late in the night: second thoughts on life
< eyes > Wish it were not so
< eyes > evalues
< eyes > What the tortoise said
< eyes > taking breathing seriously
< eyes > Taking breathing seriously
< eyes > One thing at a time
< eyes > filling up on moon cake
< eyes > blfs
< eyes > download
< eyes > hey
Chapter 7:
< true > Page 43
< true > canadian retro
< true > swimmingly open
< true > lots of details
< true > s-ing
< true > Spilling over
< true > fairer weather
< true > opp kno
< true > enthralled planetary motion
< true > once time stopped
< true > and start
< true > veriform hearts
< true > various
< true > e and f
< true > and still nothing
< true > just me
< true > smaller things
< true > even smaller things
< true > small tyrannies
< true > Is it the smallest of all?
< true > fenders
< true > smaller ancients
< eyes > Page 44
< true > living and dying
< true > I didn't finish
< true > inevitability
< true > re flec tion
< true > virtual thought
< true > of time and fortune
< true > not writing out of shock
< true > confusion
< true > tendency to
< true > trebble
< true > Do we really think?
< true > hypnotic
< true > virtual expiration dates
< true > tired
< true > What goes around gets dizzy
< true > What of it?
< true > of no interest to anyone
< true > xmas gap time coming soon
< true > seclusions
< eyes > Page 45
< true > swing seating
< true > consideration
< true > cold coffee crystals in water
< true > Who was Susan?
< true > In the median, there sits us.
FINISHED - Dec 12, 1997
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< hope > so much time