ZOOM IN

the journey has taken me to this observation on what the journey really was

during the course of the cycle I have opened my ears to some driving force

yet it is late

yes I should be sleeping

but I am taking the time to make my last entry in this book

I guess I should start to zoom in on the vowel sound I make so that I won’t have to reinvent the wheel

I’ve been asking myself lately what is this and what is that

the truth is I don’t know and can’t know

I’ve got it all figured out yet

there are rules in this continuum and I have disciplined myself to follow them

this has coincided with my self induced mouth sore which has the habit of springing from a corrected zero

there are multiple options in closing one’s eyes to the world of the awake one is celebrating the joy of the illumination that pours in each new day as it has always been doing

NOW I ACTUALLY BELIEVE IT

there has been a long period of silence prior to my writing this

during this time I have contemplated the reconciliation of concepts that have appeared before there was no existence of them

I made this up and now I actually believe it

one must listen to the muse and not speak through it

perhaps I realized this a long time ago and this labor of love is symbolic of that realization

this work preceded its existence

it’s part of an interconnected representation of an inner and outer way of letting things slide and coincide and getting it all down on paper

but the truth is it’s not going anywhere

I am still learning how to steer this vehicle and if you take a corner unctuously you can flip the whole thing over and all of its contents with it takes considerable strength to harmoniously break this silence without finding your one liners smeared aboard a discontinued model of wattage that luminaries are already planning their study of basic subjects

taking apart the pieces and putting them back together in a cinnamon scented hashish ball rolled down the stairs as I was running up them

careful to step on each of them

BADGE OF HONOR

kick me white dog I’m stupid

how easily we forget

now that I’ve started I’d like to learn how to turn off the frightful glances and whispers which ring through my head then back down to laughter

then once more to a sight of spoken words more like yells really that stand for get back and

my wrist band is my badge of honor

and then it sinks back into the past and you stress out and let out a big sigh of relief until you have to

understand that you’re not being intimately recorded for playback in some time capsule but rather more for the purposes of courtesy postcards mailed from disguises

bless your heart and soul catsup

perturbed more so unlike before

hear ye hear ye is of the utmost concern

CRYPTIC AXIOMS

I was asked to pass the test

in a figurative way obviously

my freakiness was put on the spot and I did what was expected of me as well as what I was told to do

except this time

except from now on

this size wise been burning sage what wise guy

spoon feeding for now and looking crazy in the process

but do listen closely and be alert because there’s a lot going on around you

once again in cryptic axioms waking up and knowing the day I first woke up is what day it is

finally

obviously

I couldn’t have said it better myself

so why do I try to get the whole story the half truths

what am I stupid or reading this or the next domino in a line capitalizing

SLUMBERS AWAKEN DREAM SPELLS

kindness is hinged upon restraint

throwing all rules out the window yet shooting rather straightforward

coming right at you in dungarees turned bermuda shorts like to rummage through for such actions getting trampled

so cover your eyes and don’t stop now except to close the windows but I know there’s no justification for such actions getting left behind

doing someone else’s work the less there is left the better

although it sure does help with the dance lessons for ralphing is not going to spoil the mood

slumbers awaken dream spells lanky connectors to dotted shots of bloody marys served iced tepid with heartburn over a three linguini brunch for score

SLIME DUST

another segment of additions that seem pivotal for only the previous four days have been quite the call your bluff

portions are smaller when you’ve already been

who do not for the remaining

should it slide in a trail of slime dust but thankfully this

should lead by calligraphy’s example being retold in a format not unlike a verb or a noun and do you mind moving over just a bit so’s we can all fit

in between the voodoo having some master plan concerning where all this is going of the leveling on thick

SPACES WHERE THERE USED TO BE FACES

rounding down in league with marginal difficulty

in achieving the future which lies ahead in the form of the spaces where there used to be faces

to fend off the high pitched voice from an intake of gasses producing a lighthearted response

time slickens and paces back and forth while timing the sequence of what have I been up to lately

and planning everything just so and picking under what I often left partially expressed

in new footsteps leading to the summit of baldhead mountain

take two and call me in the I am