Know string is an island

[stilltrucking]

more spontaneous gibberish

A messy tangle of srings, or a neat geometric spider web, how you see it is how it is neural networks, and hard ware the persistents of vision, tied together by nodes of gray matter. gravity warps, word srtings expand and conract, egos clash, wrathful three year old shits his diapers, the sweet smell of success. throw rocks provoking anger, how sweet the pain. others pluck the strings of hearts, ............others stab in the back, who is to bless, who to blame, it is the only game in town for me. waiting for a silicon pal to pitch to.

[iblieve]

I read your signature, the courage to shut up and went back and deleted all my post on the last thread, you're right, its doreens site and in this case silence is golden.


crap and slap me silly
I won't reply
words don't make me cry
only cry when my honey says she has a headache.
lmao
"C"

[Doreen Peri]

I wish I could follow all of this.

I have no idea what the problem is.

I can't read all the posts. I don't have time. And even if I could, it's doubtful I'd be able to follow it. lol

What's the problem? Sometimes stilltrucking says he deletes his posts. Now, iblieve, you say you deleted your posts.

sighhhhhhhhhh

I mean, the software has that feature and I find that really nice because sometimes I've posted a poem at night then woke up the next morning and realized that I thought it sucked and didn't want to publish it so I deleted it. So, it's a good feature. But still... I don't get it.

If anyone would like to enlighten me, I'd be grateful. If not, well, hell, that's ok... I've been in the dark so long, I'm like a mushroom.

As far as your creative post here which you refer to as "spontaneous gibberish" in a "messy tangle of strings," well, it's an interesting piece.

Back stabbing? rock throwing? clashing egos? wrath and games and gravity and nodes of gray matter? Blame games? Those are some kinda heavy images there, mr. Still. Geez... My biggest worry today was keeping up with emails and projects. I'm glad I didn't have those images you refer to happening but I'm happy you were able to get whatever it is that's going on in your head outa your head and written down.

[stilltrucking]

oh god what does woman want where the hell is elmer fudd when I need him, where is pelerine, geezus I need a flame so bad here I am happy as kid in mud, but I got to enlighten you, go get your own set of hand puppets , one day i sound like kerouac on steriods today I got to be the buddha, well doreen what it is spontaneous gibberish and if you think i am going to start making sense to you, well you don't know the half of it. good luck sister, this don't mean nothing, drive on drive on, cause you got to spit into the face of the the cobra, and smile at a tiger, cause elephants don't ever forget and the run at the sight of a mouse

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geez doreen I assuming that was just spontaneous gibberish you wrote, because I am in a dark place, jimbo cecil, guys like that you want to ask about enlightenment, just playing in the mud and don't trust any emoticon I use with you. there is one person here I promised never to use an insincere emoticon if you think I was crying i am