Life has a way of interfering with blogging

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  • 6/11/2011 6:18 AM lady wrote:
    You corndog!
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  • 6/11/2011 8:58 AM chris wrote:
    muwahahahahahahhahaaaaaa

    sympathies... you need to write a haiku about Geri's knee... or something.. come on.. I know you can do it....
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    1. 6/12/2011 10:05 AM Elena wrote:
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      1. 6/12/2011 11:16 AM Jesus Crisis wrote:
        18 syllables 
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  • 6/11/2011 10:15 AM kevin wrote:
    i don't get it
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    1. 6/11/2011 12:25 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
      Response to all:
       
      It's just randomly pressed keys, as I had neither time nor freedom from distraction to think or craft.

      This piece could mean different things to different people. You are not incorrect to find no meaning in it. I daresay others are not incorrect to find their own meanings in it.

      I find different meanings in the whole if i give it different titles. One option is "This is your brain on poetry" - or "This is your brain" - or simply "This is."

      It's also a sort of Rorschach test.

      I also think of it as a concrete poem, portraying a cloud of distraction - or static on the emotional/mental television set.

      I also thought of it as a joke - or at least it amused me. And sometimes I think certain people are gonna read what they want into what I write anyway - so why not give them a clean slate to interpret away on?

      Also, I feel like I want to write but this "poem" felt as important to write as anything else - at least to me in the moment. And it's taking my philosophy that anything's a poem if you consider it so - and that there's ultimately really no such thing as a "good" or "bad" poem (though some may be wiser or more readable or enjoyable or crafted than others) - to an extreme.

      And that's enough alsos for now.

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  • 6/13/2011 8:24 AM smith wrote:
    At last, you're starting to make sense.
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    1. 6/13/2011 11:52 AM Jesus Crisis wrote:

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  • 2/27/2012 10:22 AM airbrushing techniques wrote:
    Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness. ~George Jean Nathan, House of Satan
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