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come, It's Fall

01 Friday Nov 1996

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I’ve come

many times

mindlessly

in the fall

when autumn has fallen

into its “n”

and october

breathed its last “errrrr”

into the lush warmth

of my woman’s insides

and it often

arrives

with

a rusty leaf

a golden crispy crackle of yellowing green

that burns well in winterous weather

in my minds stoven pipes

coming into the world

melancholic

as

november

my lie(f)

23 Wednesday Oct 1996

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imagine if I were to collect every single word I wrote and saved over the last fifteen years and bound them into one very fat, long book.

I have dozens of stories, poems, journal entries, drawings, notations, thoughts,

words.

Suppose I were to collect all of this and then Bind it.

I could see an ordering using language (words are lies)

of my life.

of my lie(f).

Surviving the U.$.A.

20 Sunday Oct 1996

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In the US, temperance of desire is necessary more than anywhere else because here, laxity of this temperance is observed as a vulnerability and an opportunity for commercial intervention.

This subsequently leads to the inflation of false desires and the inflation of the value of insignificant temporal things.

mtk, SF, 1996

The Pursuit of Types

15 Thursday Aug 1996

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The pursuit of types – harmonically convergent patterns – is invariably a looping process which is infinite in scope and variety.

So naming the loop at any given point is dangerous, at worst and wrong (i.e. the path toward falsity) at best.

mtk, SF, 1996

Epilogue

The pursuit of truth cannot involve types or patterns because these are statements of limitation.