west continental express in daylight 1977

catacomb homes in district zones
heed fast this morning steed
you awake from your slumber
a man with a bumbler who looks for sherbet ice cream

he's only ways from the fridge
his wife looks at him and shakes her head
i got you some last night, she said
then they stole the horror of lather
to make their own stagger

finding ways to distinguish the roles around me
sitting fast and sliding down
she's bound to take a drink again
in the the fountain of youth
the chemical creams
the fake botox
makes her feel young again
and ready for action

no man can change her mind
she's a rebel of the sort
rebelling down the highway into nothingness
where does time go?
what new structures the ion generation?
look at the bottom of the page for more questions and answers
shall we drool over the fact that you are speaking to Pavlov's dog
and behind that curtain we riddle the tunes of the moment

weird

it happened, i described the black cat motif i find my way into a bar and have a random seat. looking at me is sour puss with a black cat on the label. this is more than coincidence this is psychic synchronicity

brief phenomenology

A phenomenon is an occurrence that projects itself in the world around us. Through the psyche of the being. We see different things happening around us and, in theory, they must mean something. You are given two choices for the future. We are all working together to build a better sustainable life, but what happens when phenomenon brings two choices together. The thought of having such an important task revolves around a 50/50 of a situation. Being in the world allows us to enjoy what nature has given us and go from there. You can't learn phenomenon, you have to live it. Slide from one to the next. Never settle because your bones will get weak.

Phenomenon is a journey. You see subjective people around you and you think of another person. Then the look disappears for only a minute. Why does this happen? Is it to draw someone into a natural encounter. Socially?

Objectively, Phenomenon is created by past experiences like I had mentioned in the symbol of the dream cat. This could happen at anytime in any scenario, you just have to utilize the information properly.

the world stands still as the flow of the universe takes hold of what we once thought was symmetrical and adjust to itself the world is flat pixels or am i wrong and the world is round how do we know for sure, we see video and pictures but only the astronauts know what is being seen and they are a tight knit group of government officials how do we know, we don't and that's whats being asked in the world today, is there other lifeforms? We pass around the plate at the end of it all and there's big stacks of coins and envelopes.

Through careful analysis and influence from Carl Jung, I've decided that synchronicity truly does exist. Every repeated action or word has a meaning that may not be established the day of but rather over a long period of time. It is precise to know when this occurs in order to establish a meaning behind subjects. Just say for instance that you dream of a black cat and you are awakened by the dream. In the morning, you watch television and there's a black cat of the news being given away to a shelter. As you are driving to work, a black cat passes your gaze and you continue on. As you leave work you see an advertisement of a local zoo with a black panther on it. As you get home to settle down you notice that the candle you bought for Halloween was a black cat. You go to bed and have a dream of owning a black kitten. You wake up late for work and find out that one of your neighbors cats gave birth and asked if you would like one, it's a black cat. Does this make sense? How everything had a coincidental meaning possibly or it was an astrological grid that defined what happens in our lives next? The tiles in our homes are just another grid to understand us from up above. The numbers painted on our streets are our cue card and the sun shining is just a light bulb for the reptiles.

For me personally, I find my synchronicity in DARTS buses in Hamilton. Every time I see a DARTS bus it keeps my hope alive for becoming involved with the arts. D-ARTS, Dramatic Arts. It gives me hope. If I see one three times a day, I consider myself lucky and awake to know how my dream is still alive.

what was where

My mind so boggled

I find it hard to swallow

the time has glistened above the atmosphere of 20 clicks of energy when we speed by in our land roving machine vehicle. What is this vehicle you ask? For i do not know but i do know one thing this is some genius city/highway planning. And that was 60 years ago. We talk about the pyramids like they are godly. But there has been much greater progress in developing monuments from the center. Were the craters on earth here before us? Was our water supply here for just sustaining one life source, the mammal species, or are we just harbingers to another extraterrestrial lifeforms where we are being played at like pool in a galaxy so rich and dense. It's something to think about at least without getting all 1930 philosophical about it. I could definitely T.A.. 

The door to perception is in you.

Being. It's a thing.

Express More. livin in the city, 

Hamilton...for the preferred possibility.

justification of thought

bright light shines bright even though the sky is full of British bright little stars going back to work in progress in a speedo tumbling down the ocean side where love will flourish and she'll get pregnant and she'll say i do and you wander the streets on the second day of marriage wondering if you made the right choice but you did and you know that but then you have your doubts and once you experience nausea you're fully a man now congratulations. the good the bad and the ugly theme song when the Mexican stand off occurs and nice guy Eddie gets shot when he's not supposed to that changes everything but no one asked questions what a dog you say to your dog he's bigger than a chipmunk and be like the squirrel up and down the tree so fast but this one has a hurt leg and you take him home and feed him milk and bandage the wound and now he's okay for another 10 years watching threedee teevee hovering televisions and snacks attached to the teevee it'll happen maybe who knows who knows where we'll be in 10 years another galaxy a different realm we just have to wonder wander yonder the window makes a sound that says write more sounds make sense once you have identified them with a subject or item or personify them with a certain action or thing i know it doesn't make sense but it doesn't have to this

sound ACTION = type more ACTION therefore ACTION (sound) + ACTION (object) = IDEA or JUSTIFICATION of THOUGHT.

The sound could be something very delicate like wind blowing the chimes at your door while you read. Reading is another key factor in this scenario. Sit somewhere and just read for half an hour and notice all the sounds that are in your empty house or apartment. The creaking of the floor, the sounds of the tenant below or above you. Maybe the teevee is on in the other room and certain words are louder than others. The interpretation aspect is already chosen for you since you have already placed IDEAS with ACTIONS. You have already adapted the meaning of a sound or a word in a book towards any outer sound. There's so many levels you can go in this type of mind frame, it doesn't have to be a single word but an actual researched thought that is being seen as a signifier.

horseshoe

Why do these stories end up in a casino? You may wonder. Well, Gambling is the oldest past time in the world, From Macau to Bangkok and Brazil to the USA. The joy of betting, raising and the feel of the felt and the cards is addictive. Dostoevsky wrote a short story on it once, mostly about roulette in Russia. I don’t gamble anymore, just smoke my cigarettes and drink my Americano. And that’s where Wilbur comes to fruition. She is my bankroll. The more I watch television the more the flow gets in my mind. How television works, how the mind works, there's action and then there’s downtime. Speed plus information. It’s how the human mind encounters day to day reality.  Hell, I’m only at 6000 words. Let’s get back to the narrative.

Why am I here again?

I saved your life remember. So technically you work for me now. I almost choked on my croissant. Now why would I have to ensure you my servitude, technically I don’t owe you anything, you saved my life that you have already stolen from me. Why should I even trust you? I don’t even know your M.O.

But I need you, don’t you understand. Each of us are crucial for the greater plan. The electric shuffle. The Iconic Prince.  Two perceptive of mind. How could I be so compulsive. Dragged into some spy authority. There is no way out of here except accidents. That’s what they call them here. “Accidents” and it happens more than you think. Ladrios didn’t have a chance, Wilbur was sure of it and she wanted to prove her “no bullshit” empire by eliminating him. Show to the rest of us that we have balls enough to look death in the face and laugh. I saw a picture once of a man laughing. I thought the wrinkles of his face made art no matter what. That face was Jackson Pollock’s and I’ll never forget it.