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always go a little further into the water than you feel you’re capable of being in
where heartbreak is, beauty intrudes. wondrously
murmurations of starlings occur only in the evening
i would perhaps have more actual troubles, but i’d have fewer imaginary ones
if i run after it, it’s not love, it is a reward
woof woof
i have everything i wanted
the doctor put her hands over my liver. she told me my resentment’s getting smaller
and when i find you, you touch my leg. and i insist, but i wake up before we do it
and when i grow up, i’m gonna look up from my phone and see my life. and it’s gonna be just like my reoccurring dream
today i was thinking, what a great time to be alive if you love the theater of the absurd
the ocean came up in conversation but we’re in idaho
you shatter easily and can’t pick up all those shards. it’s the curse of losing yourself when the mirror takes you too far
joey, have you ever been in a turkish prison
honey, everything’s coming up roses
joey, do you like movies about gladiators
hey, knock yo’self a pro, slick. that grey matter back got perform’ us down, i’ll take tcbin’, man
we might not have any money but baby we still conjure
today i’m thinking about trees and how beautiful they are
psychologically vibrant
thy soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak, and placed it by thee on a golden throne
uhhhh, the wide range of human behavior
could you whisper in my ear the things you wanna feel. i’d give you anything to feel it comin’
gleichschaltung
but don’t worry boys, i’m going to send you a padded ambulance. arrivederci, you all
deaf dumb and thirty, starting to deserve this
i’ve been waiting all my life. all my life. my life
‘cause the person on the other side has always just been you
rather give the world away than wake up lonely
sterics
you can talk about dreams from now on, but i get the prize for the most imaginative dream of the space age
think you’d burn through your dress if you kiss me again
i had no money then, i had no worries then at all
when your car crash comes, don’t be misled. convince yourself that everything is alright- ‘cause it already is, ‘cause it already is
your claws are snagged on my face
but while you debate half-empty and half-full, it slowly rises. your love is gonna drown
love me past the surface of my skin, or do not love me at all
cheezborger cheezborger cheezborger cheeps cheeps pepsi
you’re afraid. that’s why you can’t leave
we accept the reality of the world with which we are presented
don’t mention it
how’s it going to end
if i abandon love, i’d be a man without dreams. oh, i’d rather be out there staring death right between its eyes
i’m breaking through, i’m bending spoons, i’m keeping flowers in full bloom. i’m looking for answers from the great beyond
i can’t believe that i believed. i wished that you could see there’s a new planet in the solar system. there is nothing up my sleeve
got it, got it, got it
heaven is a place on earth with you. tell me all the things you wanna do
forever barred and precluded from prosecuting or pursuing
truth requires a knower and a known to be in causal contact
a handful of improperly attributed or synthetic quotes
i will do it tomorrow, said toad. today i will take life easy
when you are ready, notice the weight of your body and open your eyes
stopped in to a church i passed along the way. well, i got down on my knees and i pretend to pray
i could win, i could lose, but that’s a look i can’t refuse. stop waiting
out along the edges, always where i burn to be. further on the edge, the hotter the intensity
and when your skinhead neighbor goes missing, i’ll plant a garden
it’s party time, slick. if you can’t find a party, you gotta make one
i don’t think about americans’ financial situation. i don’t think about anybody
the depression is lying. it always does
if an immature leader throws the world into chaos, then the world will know who to blame
you turn every head and stop a room on a dime
you’re a small town smoke show
you don’t strike me as a man who needs a holodeck to have a good time
your body on mine like sunburn
we live inside of a dream
you’ve got a head full of feathers
yeah, you can call me billy, but the hills come with me
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operation epic fury is concluded. we achieved the objectives of that operation. project freedom will be paused for a short period of time
just because our eyes are open, does not mean we are awake
you’re not born as a giver. you’re born selfish
i had counted on him to make the judgment on whether or not i was a success
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as cool under fire as a mountain lake
jupiter is setting
and that laugh that wrinkles your nose touches my foolish heart
on to phase three
do birds fly
every property of the world should be derivable in a non-dippy, non-arbitrary, mathematically self-consistent way
did god have any choice in creating the world
you’re just at the beginning of the adventure
because we need a witness to our lives
possibly maybe
bridges are walked on, but they also connect worlds
a b c. a always b be c closing. always be closing
foundations are ugly. wet concrete is not inspiring
the great and terrible democracy of death abides
we live under the sign of the vampire
it’s good to be soft when they push you down. oh god, turn me into a flower
what do you hold on to
what do you tell yourself
tell me a story, or tell me a secret- it don’t have to be nothing new
you can’t complain when you’re stuck in between the ways that you constantly feel
i know i dreamed you
that is the land of lost content, i see it shining plain. the happy highways where i went, and cannot go again
even when the sun comes up, i’m in trouble
you live your life, you go in shadows. you’ll come apart and you’ll go blind
is it was, was it is
dance. when was the last time you danced
i do love ya, you’re the queen of women
people love cyclic and regenerating universes
geodesic incompleteness
it’s a big enough umbrella, but it’s always me that ends up getting wet
i get it all wrong. i read you for some kind of poem
your love will be safe with me
for them, the word failure has ceased to mean anything
trump corrupts, and absolute trump corrupts absolutely
all that was south is east of me now
instead of the boy climbing up the shrubbery to kiss the girl, he, uh, um, he meets her in a subway station
who owns balconies these days
i think i’ll take a walk now. i am that merry wanderer of the night
you don’t dig. fame flits
like a strutting player whose conceit lies in his hamstring
can a man who makes nine million a year find happiness in a small mansion
all the time punchin’. as keats once said to the paris edition of the new york tribute- keep punchin’
the all-seeing sun ne’er saw her match since first the world begun
that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet
he speaks, yet he says nothing
za-za-zoom. ala-kazam. va-va-voom
don’t ya dig- i’m conjuring, baby, i’m conjuring
and who ya gonna find in the backseat smokin’ a buck cigar- hmm- modesty prohibits
the interface between randomness and attention
bright star, would i were stedfast as thou art
i almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days
full of juice and the moon in their eyes
try pushing first, then pull
time is the currency of life. money is not
because you are a taker, instead of a builder. a conniver, instead of a designer. a user, instead of a bringer
the devil, you say
i’m going to work for everything. that’s the fun of it- that’s the kick. i’m going to work for everything
the pleasure is not in the possession, it’s in the desperate struggle to possess
getting it, that was the kick, getting it. not having it
take me down, young man, take me all the way down. if there’s a place lower than this floor
took the breath from my open mouth. never known how it broke me down
that weatherman is a liar, he said it would be raining- but it’s clear and blue as far as i can see
la nuit du tournesol
coherence is optional
do i contradict myself- very well then i contradict myself. (i am large, i contain multitudes)
everyone in the house had an opinion and none of them were correct. the opium may explain everything
you don’t wish for love, jack, you find it
this is about eggs, eggs
a man needs something he can hold on to- nine pound hammer or a woman like you
still don’t know what love means
the sunshine girl is sleepin’. she falls and sleeps alone
everything looks perfect from far away
it’s supposed to be me as a doctor
immediately eliminated
enough of the idolatry of self and money- enough of the display of power- enough of war. true strength is shown in serving life
it’s ironic- the name of the site itself. say no more
smooth as shit from a duck’s ass. let’s take a ride
image is everything
i listened to the cure, i listened to the cure, i listened to the cure, and then i cried
who am i to ask for more, more, more
your trajectory is nominal
i wish i’d have a chance to walk with you to parties
there’s always other ways to do things
the sound of loneliness makes me happier
you look so pretty, pretty like the sun. i could watch forever while you shine on everyone
because it always is
nobody has any idea
stop
a low I.Q. person
we will find out tonight, one of the most important moments in the long and complex history of the world
we have a smart president whereas in the past we’ve had dumb presidents
a whole civilization will die tonight, never to be brought back again
and every way i turn inside of a minute, i collide with your laughter. i am wind, and you are chimes
children of yesterday, heirs of tomorrow. what are you weaving, labor and sorrow- look to your looms again, faster and faster. fly the great shuttles prepared by the master. life’s in the loom- room for it, room.
leave the yesterdays alone. do something, do something about the tomorrows. they’re the ones that count, the tomorrows. tomorrows- god, let there be tomorrows
open the fuckin’ strait, you crazy bastards, or you’ll be living in hell- just watch. praise be to allah
we shall abolish the orgasm. there will be no loyalty except loyalty to the party- but always there will be the intoxication of power
not of how to dominate, but of how to liberate; not of how to destroy life, but of how to give it
distorted by a desire for domination
if you can believe it, it’s a friday once again
and i don’t know where i am, i don’t know where i’ve been, but i know where i want to go
in a minute, you be working fo’ the guy who’s working fo’ me
roll pitch. roger, roll pitch
no sleep ’til brooklyn
there is a company-shaped object beginning to condense out of the air
a witch. that cat was a witch
not a bad outcome, that
i just want politics to be boring again
perfect love casteth out fear
some things torment us more than they ought; some torment us before they ought; and some torment us when they ought not to torment us at all
we suffer more often in imagination than in reality
i change shapes just to hide in this place, but i’m still an animal
so don’t let me die still wondering what it was i left behind. i want a race well-run, ahead of the gun, with a dance before the far finish line
no one has ever gone to war over renewable energy
odalisques, odalisques, treading the pavement with feet pomegranate-stained
ask an economist: in that equation, where do you put the ozone layer, where do you put the deep underground aquifers of fossil water, where do you put top soil or biodiversity
money doesn’t stand for anything and money now grows faster than the real world
you take one of no value and you make him into a symbol- you wrap him in a flag and you make his death work for you
a sparse little man who feeds off his self-delusions and finds himself perpetually hungry for want of greatness in his diet
luck = sampling density in a connected network
the relational topology of a field’s waveform emerging beyond our dimensions
V(Φ) = (λ/4)(Φ² − Φ₀²)²
is the universe made of objects or relationships
i tell them my gratitude is like the sun. in turns it ripens, in turns it spoils
we’ll just keep bombing our little hearts out
with your hand you kept the real world outside
i try to avoid the definition of insanity or derangement
i gotta cultivate bohemia. gotta get a tractor- roll out this summer. you wanna get a tractor with me
leave it all to me- i’m under your sleep. is there any tea left, any tea left
it is happening again, it is happening again
if you built yourself a myth, you’d know just what to give
i have everything i wanted
i’m wearing dark glasses today because i’m seeing the future and the future is looking very bright
i want smell the dinner cooking. i want to feel the edges start to burn
i’d much rather have a glorious failure than a mild success
you have our achilles’ heel
but, face it, you’re a neo-maxi-zoon-dweebie
fear shapes daily life
stop sending letters. letters always get burned
someone told me not to cry. now that i’m older, my heart’s colder, and i can see that it’s a lie
science ↔ life ↔ art
we’re half awake in a fake empire
i wish i had said what i meant way back then
gotta slow down and enjoy, right
to rock and roll
you gotta be brave before you can be good
when life hands you conundrums, you turn ’em into art
shut your eyes, calm your mind. just give it time
but it’s not new york
but i tell ya, it’s gonna be a champagne year
yesterday i woke up sucking a lemon
everything, everything, everything, in its right place, in its right place, in its right place
love with every stranger, the stranger the better
so i thought i’d learned my lesson but i secretly expected a choir at the shore and confetti through the fallen air
the evolution of an idea
on a dark raging sea, ships lay sleeping beneath
the triggers are the guides
i hope suffering happens to you
i was saved by god to make america great again
and i remember thinking to myself- don’t you dare get used to this. don’t you dare. don’t you-
then on the back, draw a map to the ones that are still there
i don’t need congress for that decision. as you probably know- i can make that decision myself. i work with some very smart people
they’re so oblivious to the truth that they’re optimistic
curiosity is love
if you look over the last million years, i guess that’s been largely true. not always, but largely true
it wouldn’t be- was i perfect, it would be- was i honest
that’s the worst thing there is about war- not just what it does to the bodies, but what it does to the minds
it’s an unwanted dream
let him cook
i know you have a heavy heart. so many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
malignant narcissism
the entire history of sadness and i brought a banjo
whether i free it, take it- think i can do anything i want with it
i live down yon, by the creek. i’m a witch man, like my pappy before me
well, i have been quietly standing in the shade all of my days
it’s a controlled hallucination
lists of lists
yes i think we’ve met before
you were so thirsty
people who like twin peaks are party people
stranger who knows all my secrets
regret is an emotional price of real choice
ergodic explorer
chance favors the prepared mind
stable paths tend to minimize friction while maximizing momentum
the intention will define the outcome
i’m gonna know for the first time in my life, see, that i weren’t just another bum from the neighborhood
women weaken legs
there’s no fooling around during training. you understand- i wanna stay strong
i don’t know. she’s got gaps. i got gaps. together we fill gaps. i don’t know
it’s the chance of a lifetime. you can’t pass it by
it’s a living / it’s a waste of life
take off these glasses. you have nice eyes, you know
yo, why don’t you come over here and sit down- it’s a nice couch. i don’t know
hot in here, you know- i could go for some music
yo, come on
you gotta be a moron to wanna be a fighter, you know what i mean
yo adrian, it’s me, rocky.
you hang around coconuts, you get nowhere. they’re lemons. lemons
be a thinker, not a stinker
good night to catch pneumonia, you know
he’s a climber. do you know what you are- you’re a tomato
angelika
stupid rules of engagement
you’ll never make the grade at anything by playing it safe. you accept the terms
hey, you’ll really never know until you’re ready to risk everything
nothings impossible. some things are less likely than others- that’s all
scientists who lose wonder often get trapped at one scale
high-variance life strategy
it’s the beginning, the middle or the end
today will be, yet again, our most intense day
and now i’m dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of you
very complete
a pattern escaped the steel and traveled through the morning
try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell
it’s the happiness in the pursuit, not the pursuit of happiness
if you chase butterflies, they fly away
let’s cultivate some abundance
she stared out the window and wanted. that was all she did on friday. want
longevity multiplies the impact of everything else
know which idea to push through the wall
that was a misspoke
gideon is in the drawer, clothes scattered on the floor. she’s arching her back
i’m looking california and feeling minnesota
there are many things i’d like to say to you but i don’t know how
you make me feel like the king of all of the world
gaudy and cheap. monolithic. appalling
that’s the way it is, likely be more
pragmatic realism with the promotion of wokeness and weakness
follow the money
enrichment for himself, entrenching power, and instability for everyone else
but from the inside this life feels enormous, unlimited
blessed are those who come in the name of the lord
one day, sadness will end. but i don’t think today’s the day
this is the topology of my chosen causal set
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seeing you relieves the pressure. release the pressure
so let’s see how you respond
god save the king
war for peace
i’m going down to sleep on the bottom of the ocean
that quiet right before a symphony hits fortissimo
final seconds before a launch countdown
breath held at the top of a roller coaster
open the aperture
i want all the feels
i recall the yellow cotton dress foaming like a wave on the ground beneath your knees
because you are a character, doesn’t mean you have character
nothing will be the same in a year
the main thing is that you are gripped by life
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a cracked polystyrene man who just crumbles and burns
give me a call, i’ll fly with ya
up there, we’ve got to push it. that’s our job
you’ve got that maneuver down real well
it looks like you need another shower
yeah, i guess when i see something, i go right after it
i heard that about you- you like to work alone
you can’t force orbital capture
whispering the words- vanilla cream pie
