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David Bowie, Donald Trump's Hair, Coke, Dick Cavett , and Lyrics from George Orwell


For Douglas Clayton


The lonely dirt road

The lonely dirt road
so often travelled

from \deer path\ to +indian trail+

nowhere in the corridors
the broken branches of trees \\ pointing to water

to dirt country road / to county highway.

There is where I have been
since the moment my heart knew that it would break

The moment you saw the child
The moment between your concert violinist
and my wife

Where my heart broke
and of course

your throat.

we left no trace

we always


There, There - Radiohead


Imagine the Factory as a Machine

Imagine the Factory as a Machine

Design the Machine from the First Principles of Physics

Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
Energy is always conserved.

Set the entire factory in CAD
Every cell
Everything that makes the cells

All the connections.
Route your cables carefully, name them, label them, and
keep them sorted.

Label everything and catalog it all with bar code set
on the side of the edge of whatever it is that you are labelling
so that a robot can fly by and scan it.

so that a man can program the robot
so that people can learn how to become a clean energy superpower
and you get, kind of , good cheap student labor

And then you pay them more than 15.00 an hour.

A sense of fatalism really helps
When you are achieving a former impossibility

Optimize Speed and Density
The key

To consider
The phone in your pocket didn't get bigger, to get faster... it got smaller and more dense.
More powerful.

Think of a factory
Like an integrated circuit

Imagine the factory
as a m…

To Live and Die in LA / Wang Chung


To Ex and Present Girlfriend. To My Mistress. To My Wife.


To My Future President, Hillary Clinton

Dear Hillary,

Or should I call you HRC? Tonight's your night. Tonight you will stand up to the bully. You are
effectively standing there at your mother's porch. You will not enter into this home unless you go
right back there and stand up to him.

And in this home, waits wonder and the kind voices. Gentle words, cheerful acting, and its innermost depth a shrine to the greatest virtues of mankind. And you, always first, always last, as your running mate...a public servant. Nothing more. So. Just a few things.

1. Listen to the Cocteau Twins, "Iceblink Luck" and "Aikea Guinea"
2. On stage, tonight, champion the end of Cannabis Prohibition. Complete blindside. Entire Millenial vote yours.
3. Listen to Mark Cuban.


I know you'd rather see me gone

The way that I am
what I am
and the life
and the way

Next door's TV
flashing blue
frames on the wall

It's a comedy of errors you see,
it's about

Taking the fall

To vanish into oblivion
it's easy to do

And I try to be
but you know me
I come back

when you want
me to.

Banana Brain - Die Antwoord


Just Wanted to Ask You A Question

Do you ever have those painful moments when you feel like your heart is breaking apart, and you can't breathe? When your eyes shake full of loose eyeball nectar/ to a place I'd seen in a magazine... that you left lying around...

I don't have you with me , but I keep . A good attitude.

Saint Pepsi - Enjoy Yourself


The Devil's Feet - Azure Ray


Against the Fence (for a dog)

You lie by my side
breathing quick
I look at the ceiling and think

Of the animal we both chased down
and its teeth

And how you bit it to bleed
and how it felt when I kicked
there on the ground

It lay still
I reached down

And threw it free
its tail wrapped around
my hand, gave me a squeeze
as if to say


I know you're only a pup
and you're half asleep

Your first taste of blood
and you dream of the fur
and the sound of the angry growl

I make the sound
just to play
you wag your tail

But for our prey
it was high water or hell
to make its escape

I lie on the ground
your eyes closed
your paws pressed against the floor
your neck close to mine

And I watch the ceiling
through wreathes of smoke

And feel at peace
I hope
wounds will heal

and the memory of the touch
of the animal's fur
will keep you from hunting
a wounded mother

I kept your secret
as you kept mine

Behind the fence
waiting quietly

the pretense
of stillness
and the smell
of rotting flesh

Your only defense

The Veil - Peter Gabriel


You Don't Get Me High Anymore - Phantogram


Light Divides Day and Night

The desert still calls to us
like a voice from the storm

It sends a love letter written in bleach bit bone
written over and over and over

Only you know the words
and the words between the words

The sound of an uninterruptible power supply
firing off its warning
into the abyss
ticking off the moments
before darkness

The electrons are bought and sold
switched at the border

Lithium Ion Love Letters
Pushed across the gulf

Between You and I
Genesis P. Orridge

And Lady Jaye

For Mary, for Teresa, for Hillary, For You


Enemy, Mine

False hope
can be an enemy

It can save your heart
cutting it from your chest

deathly silence follows
and leads you on

you pull yourself
from the wreckage

unable to walk
you hope

traffic stops

long enough for you to crawl
to safety

False hope is not hope

whose domain
is courage
and to understand

A soldier in your own rank
opening fire

Pink Floyd - Grantchester Meadows


Happy Labor Day

I don't often speak to you directly, maybe it's not my best personality trait.
I'm glad you read my blog. I'm glad you're out there.

Happy Labor Day

Zaar - Peter Gabriel


Early Morning

is a gift
and challenge

Look it in the eye
when you are talking to it
and it will calmly regard you
and read your expression

And know
whether or not
are a Liar

is for the living
for those who live it to the fullest

Look upon the world around you
pictures of broken glass
pictures of steel

Waiting until darkness comes
in a gallery
of corridors
of pale gray
and white

Your hands touch mine
and the moment lives forever
and yet

It is gone
as soon as it begins

Life is for the rabbits
exploring mars
by balloon

Errand boy
sent by clerks
to collect a bill

Life is for the wolves
smelling the wind
and hearing the smooth rustle
of prey
in the brush

builds seratonin

builds dopamine

builds seratonin dopamine and oxytocin

In your daddy's arms again

In your daddy's arms again

In your daddy's arms


Jodie Mack - A Joy