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AGE:
38
LOC: Portland, OR
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 24
LOC: Portland, OR
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 24
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The modern day patriot, he comes as a 911 truth activist. He is ridiculed, branded a conspiracy theorist, and associated in the main steam media with antisemitism and extremist patsy's like Timothy McVeigh. As if the attics full of powder and storable food could withstand the tsunami of brainwashed automatons driven to mass hysteria, as if gold and silver could save us from deranged scientists conjuring black holes and strangelets from the void of cold ambition - we continue, the most courag...
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When the leftovers of focus dwindle, we expire. City by city the lights are consumed by longitudes and deluged by distractions. Speak into your hand with the one that severs. Each of us who go to the mega cities, like lampposts seen from the troposphere, like jellyfish submarines who stumble through airport security with disposed smiles and authorized liquids, we let down our sails and drift through a revolving door of lovers and loyalty cards.
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Portuguese man o' war strawberry you have enough satellites and karaoke machines to swoon us in our sofas. You are a current of stings poisoning the ages with high definition reality behind the periscopes of cultural revolution, bombing us from the periphery of focus toward the puppet shadows of passing time. Lights flicker through the film house. They eclipse into a golden mean. And there is a samba from the strawberry constellation where row boats drift through oval windows into the accordi...
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Technology will enslave humanity when reproducing becomes a clinical procedure, when the last vestiges of family have been separated into their nuclear parts, and all references to mother and father have been purged from the rhetoric of education. Elect man as the enemy of the Earth and he will proudly walk into subjugation. Plato, this is your world. The architecture of generations has brained us with your corner stone. I have an objection. Nature is not perfected but justice marooned when t...
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The architects of motivation prod our nerves with a robotic arm; The tread mill of edification and comfortable living is an empty birdcage of operant conditioning: Hardwired doves and rats. For every human there is a soulless double data-mined and profiled according to it's preferences. We are fractals in the flash mob mini- nuked with the paisleys of hypnosis.
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This is an austere statement on memory and time. Metaphysically the forgetting is made light off; but still it no laughing matter. Really, it's the human condition. I am not offended by the illusive love here like I may have been; This kind of philosophical poetry is well represented.
This is lavishly worded almost in the ways of the old, the way perhaps Herman Melville reflected upon Poseidon. Your ocean was gentler than others I've seen. It could have been a calm day. We have here poetry, written with an adoration for nature and language, a vessel for your approach and talent as a writer
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