Colorless Green Ideas

It's the unutterable beauty of the California skyline the lights of LA county like Diamonds in the night Miss Teresa drives a 944 her catsuit tight to her pores she has stars on her shoulder cool marble floors I of course wear a hideous mask a dog with strange dark teeth I read paperback novels and work until I fall asleep And then there is you when I close my eyes in the space between the dying light and morning wood lost and bright eyed moving through space and time Do not ask What place is this? Where are we? The time will come when we ask the conductor And the grass will cover all I was once advised the best place to cry Is in the desert so this is where I lid my eyes and the horizon blurs and the drops fall to burn this is where I am the slight return I love you I have always loved you Voodo Child The two people walking hand in hand To die They could be us They could be your island But One day you will tell me of Kuwai...

Your daughter works on a mmusic video for seven months, and you find that the lyrics start off with "sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me". les gentille petite filles vont au paradis - les autres, la ou elles veulent :)

I suppose, I should relate why reform has been such an important topic for me here. It's really about someone I care about. I have an employee that desperately needs healthcare but has been screwed over by the insurance companies for years. And years, and years. I write the check for the premiums, and I've not been able to justify paying it. So it hits me on two counts. First, that I'm too cheap to pay this kind of premium, which bothers me. Second, she's not getting the care she needs. It's clear that the insurance companies are treating me from an actuarial perspective. I can appreciate that. However pre existing conditions are simple statistical entities. Probabilities. Unlike the trend, she's borne her medical condition well and she's a good employee. She works hard, and she's very healthy. A congenital problem caused her to have an issue , a blood vessel rupture in her brain. The insurance companies simply used her as a number and not as a pers...

Those who would live by the crystal ball must always remember that they should be happy to be fed a diet of broken glass. The Supreme Court, tomorrow, will rule on healthcare reform. They will in all likelihood strike down the Individual Mandate. What we don't know is what else they'll hit. But the broader question still stands. Who are we, as a society? Do we cheer, like the citizens of Panem, over someone dying in the hospital or dead, because they have no coverage? Are we, as the only first world nation - who pays nearly three to six times more per person, and ranking 40th in the world, in terms of healthcare - someone who wants to defeat reform ? A country that is the only first world country who has no such reforms? Get sick in France. You get paid vacation. Get sick in Germany. You get affordable healthcare. Get sick in England, and the doctor is paid to get you well. The better you are in health, the bigger his bonus. Get sick in America...if you do get care at...

Human Beings Are Not Corporations Corporations Cannot Be Made Into Friends Like is the Opposite of Dislike Dislike is the Opposite of Like Form Follows Function Avoid Overexposure to the Sun Never Mention Being on a Diet Remember that all News is Biased Give to Charity as Much as You Can This includes old Clothes and Toys and Things You Don't Use Have Your Children Pay for All of their Auto Insurance Read the Bill of Rights Take A Brisk Walk for 30 Minutes Each Day Write a Living Will Introduce Yourself to the Bank Manager. It's important that he or she gets to know you personally. Rekindle Old Friendships Keep your Pets Clean Fight Entropy Stop a while and visit with me and leave flowers When you can

From the sea hair tight salt upon skin she rose a perfect ten To catch a frisbee that was thrown just over the head of a dog that leapt in the air fangs and fur falling into the dirt unhurt we wait the return and the earth turns slowly so here's a secret just in case you didn't know If you've ever watched men watching a ball game you may observe that men can be like dogs attracted by objects in motion So now Here I stand alone on a beach waiting for the throw from a ten out of a score of a possible nine till my wet fur froze and human voices wake us from all we see or seem happy simply to be and to be here wouldn't that be something?

You... You believed ... You believed in movements none could see. You believed in me A passionate spirit Uncompromised Boundless and open A light in your eyes Then immobilized. Broken Fell at the hands of those movements that I wouldn't see Yet it was you who prayed for me. What have I done To be a son to an angel? What have I done To be worthy? Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescent Difficult to see in this light Please forgive this selfish question, but What am I to say to all these ghouls tonight? She never told a lie, ... well might have told a lie, But never lived one. Didn't have a life, But surely saved one. See? I'm alright Now it's time to let you go.

I suppose I am not really writing to one person but ten or maybe thirty Each new mood is a new being rising up to the surface Each passing sigh Each moment a point of war The top seven fight just beneath the skin Scary monsters within defeated phagocytic beasts dissolved on the leukocytic tongue like homemade ice cream with peaches and a third of a can of frozen lemonade their chemical bond torn and converted into comfort food gnu's not unix

You don't need to feel like you're sixteen you just need to remember freedom from disease Protect your sense of wonder and fight against the onset of the slow and imperceptible downward spiral multitouch IwatchedprometheusthisweekendanditwasawesomeIlovedeverythingaboutthefilmespeciallytheprometheansandthefinalscenewhichinvolvedclassicalmusicandtheslowunfoldingofalifeformthatwasabioweaponitmademewonderthenperhapsbelieveweareallbioweaponsonanisolatedplanetsafefromthegalacticcorebitsandpiecesofinformationstoredinourdnalikeclarabowandmixingjustalittlefrozenlemonadeinpeachicecreamforthetastedon'taskmehowthisremindsmeofyou Until we sleep

Editing yourself is scary it's a bit like reading everything in those big letters dripping Like a title sequence from Science Fiction Creature Feature When I think of scary I think sometimes of staying up late when I was young in Florida I think of the movies that seemed always to take place in a desert or somewhere near the beach where everyone was just a bit too nice and everything was just a bit too clean and the creatures would come and destroy everything Somehow it always surprised me Gripping my pillow tight My TV was a Beige Yellow RCA A window into the black lagoon Your TV glowed bright blue and I held you in love Somehow everything seemed right You and I Transforming ourselves in that blue light From what we were to who we now are I would be glad of another I would do it again A man's reach must exceed his grasp Else what's a heaven for?

We create because we exist because we are we are because we will be we will be because we are I am that I am Yahweh Gives forth command onward to find joy and peace But joy remains a puzzle piece elusive, imperfect. we point fingers and try to find names that fall away one by one into lukewarm water and bits and pieces of stuff we don't know how to spell but we will eat the rest of it is medicine and the only way to find out which works is to simply take it Which one? the blue pill or the red pill If you take the blue pill, you will wake up you will get out of bed you will believe whatever you want to believe But if you take the red pill you stay in wonderland and see how deep the rabbit hole goes inspiration is an experiment there are no caffeinated fingers flying across a keyboard there is no paintbrush Ceci n'est pas une pipe no tragedy of images just this metal cage and you let's just see how many times you will pre...

A pride of lions stands happily in Africa The patriarch having mastered politics of survival His roar shakes the very earth He sends his lioness to hunt She will return With prey The pride will eat Cubs will play What is left of thomson's gazelle returns to the earth Lions cannot purr but they can nip their cub playfully on the ear They wash their golden fur with long pink tongues and on such a day will often recline And of course My good fellow upon occasion enjoy the occasional snifter Eyebrows, perhaps raised