thieves

[firsty]

i steal everything from the big books of words and string them together in completely unoriginal ways in order to make points made a million times before in the hopes of once every so often hitting on something that makes a bit of sense.

"thou shalt not steal" is a stupid commandment.

i will cut off my own pen to demonstrate that i can steal sounds.

i will cut off my own ears to show that i can listen with my hands.

i will cut off my own hands to prove that i can still take your keys away from you without them.

and then i will give everything back, all shredded into something new.

"intellectual property" is vanity, a fallacy, invented by nonthinkers, invented by lawyers.

we should all steal a lawyer and keep him in a basement with the spiders and mold.

then, finally, we will own the real thieves. and we'll have someone to feed the fish.

[stilltrucking]

I would pluck my eye balls out
Just to prove I can not see

[firsty]

i would tear out my throat
to show that i could still HOWL!

[stilltrucking]

Thou shalt not kill is the dumbest commandment



I would tear my enemies throat out with my teeth
Cause I am only in it for the feeling

But at this late date I have run out of enemies
and teeth.

Steal my keys
But please don't key my car

[firsty]

steal my car
steal my book
steal my hook
steal my crook












that was a good one, man.

[stilltrucking]

please don't steal my childhood

property is theft

children are property

steal this text box

I was stolen at an early age

The only thing that keeps me going these days is good advice from Dr Phil

first I have been offended by you and pelerine since the flame wars on litkicks

I do not have to like you to respect you

as singlemalt said you are so got dam beat.

go cat go

[stilltrucking]

singlemalt said:

firsty, you are so fucking beat! go cat go!

I did not mean to get personal, I been trying to be a more conscious writer, if still a sloppy one. I am trying to be clear about my intentions.

This internet may not be real, but for me it is like an extended nervous system, a silicon based extension to my carbon based. words.

thanks for the flowers, it means a lot coming from you.

Don't take it personaly, I hate all musicians artists and poets. I need them to0 much.

got dam I start to feel tears welling in my eyses. I don't understand why. Gratitude maybe?

[firsty]

i'm sorry if i ever offended you. i'm sure i have. we all have our moments.

litkicks was a haven for bad behavior and i'm sorry i ever defended that crew. i was so much older then, i'm younger than that now.

[stilltrucking]

no appology needed, sorry I brought it up, I always got what I had coming. Litkicks was amazing, a wonderful place. I think theirBoard archives are a national treasure. I am grateful that levi keeps them going.

We were such a vain bunch, no wonder he got burned out on us. I used to call it brooklyn's asylum for the terminaly vain. I notice they started something called Vanity Productions or something like that. just a coincidence I am sure.

I don't keep with the current stuff anymore.



jam on



jam on

language communication and jam


language communication and jam
got a beat
got feat
you can dance to it

a random toss of the dice
a random text box
words slide and bounce
takes two to jam
slaming words
sparking

crossed and grounded
smoldering meanings

http://www.ubu.com/historical/mallarme/un_coup.pdf

[firsty]

got cats scat singin and blues raps jinglin and mind bends whippin posts of threads gone good and bad on dimes doors lots of monkey bizniss here and thats the way we like it.