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SHOUT OUTS: TOMMY S DAN P DAN K MIKE K AND ALL THE FELLAS NOL, JANES, 2XTRIHN, MILDEW, AND OTHERS YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST TO THE GIRLS JAMIE G , SUE F , WELL, I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE ANYONE OUT, SO I WILL STOP SEND OUT NAMES EXCEPT CADET LOUIS J AND ALL THE OTHER FALCONS USAFA CLASS OF 2000 SEE YOU WHEN I'M IN 2001!! VALLEY FORGE F-TROOP I WILL JOIN THE MILITARY, YOUÕL SEE TOMMY P AND BOBBY D AT VILLANOVA SEE YA SOON YINKA AT RUTGERS NOW YOU AND YOUR BRO "CREATED ME" SISON AT RUTGERS KEEP IT REAL ALL THE GIRLS I HAVE BEEN WIT' CALL ME ALL THE GIRLS I WANT CALL ME MAD PROPS TO MY OLD SCHOOL SMOKERS TODD {SHADE} DALEY, CRUMP JAY SALTZMAN, {BY THE WAY, CHUCKS A FUCK} BOMBAY, DRIEVER TAVIST-D, MARK ARIK SORRY I PICKED ON YA YOU GUYS TOUGHT ME ALOT, CALL ME WE'LL SMOKE ERICA, ALI, YOU GIRLS SOWED ME ALOT, THANKS **SUSAN KIVLEHAN CALL ME, I WANT TO DO SOMETHING {LIKE A DATE} WITH YOU, PLEASE*** EVERYONE ELSE ALL THE PEE[S I I'VE KNOW FROM DAY ONE MOPEDS FOREVER {WINKY } SPECIAL PROPS TO: WINK SCALA MY GRANDFATHERS {THE BEST MEN I'VE EVER KNOWN} TO ALL WHO HAVE TOOK ME IN AND ACCEPTED ME HONEY EVERYONE EVERYONE I'VE MISSED HIT ME -GOBLIN AKA MIKE LEMBO AKA JOHNNY BLAZE {WU TANG FOREVER!!} LEGALIZE IT DONÕT PANIC ITÕS ORGANIC! ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ So, then I said, put this spot here But of course the spot was not here, which jsut made a mess of things, or so I thought and it wasn't even my fault; they poured concrete in my boots, tied me to my computer chair, made me hate love, made drugs seem like a good thing to do, and worst of all and this sentence is really stupid, but if it is ever famous, it will be cool to know that I was apart of it, so here I am and I hope never to this this thing again? ;alkvj;lekjvlljwerlkjfqiutogpnwpyfn45w to yw3p4utw ptu4ytv 3o4iutyf oirutwyfrevbowiuerybwucrotwxuc wiuwyrtu vwyiucre ytu uiyfcuii yvbiuvy iuywuytwci75v4wcbv7t 5 htrgfbuijfgh5ysxdcdnwazsbdgdfj n 7yj nmn6yj yi 7ujhm sr daedaleus SAAAAIID drEams And Visions are INFUSED INTO Men for thEIRE advantage an instructioun, but you couldn't care less or more could you and bobbi + brian RANCID RULES 'nuff said nope:nuff aint said hi goes out to chris slavens (slayer) JD merring phipps (dang hippy) and bobbi joe archer (i've had it with you can i have it again?) oh yeah, hi erik armstrong charles manson is my friend we romp through the snow and roll in the flowers and tatoo pink swastikas on our bodies if you dont like it you can go to walmart and eat free sample food and frolick with Aris the janitor till midnight then roll around the toy department in your skivvies and all the while me and charlie and you, the reader and and Aris, the janitor will have a howdy-doody time a long time since I have gotten any sleep, but I sure need to stay awake and I wonder if there has always been a need for you or if you have ever needed me to be you or rather be in the place of you as I would like you to be me right now as I type on breathe on pump on waiting for my cue or signal or is it just a cut that is needed for soon I will be gone bet forever entombed here could cyberspace be nothing more than a plethora of beadles in a nabob's guise--beadlemania? this is sir ,so you sir can know sir, so where is sir, sir the next part of the sentence comes from john ruskin, an eclectic and disturbing figure of the victorian era, a scholar of gothic art and a profound admirer of the european middle ages, and it comes via marta morazzoni, a relatively recent italian writer who quotes him as saying that quote we can imagine falsities, we can compose falsehoods, but only truth can be invented, end quote, whatever that means in this context somewhere along Route 3 there is a sign for ratatouille BASTERA'PENSAREADUNCIELOFINALMENTELIBERODAQUALSIASIINTERFERENZANELQUALEOGNUNODINOIPOTRAVIVERESENZAPIUANGOSCIA Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night it'll all work out; sustaining life is easy, as long as you don't care what kind of life is being sustained and so I add my (mina estevez) own part on here, thinking of those who have gone before (the dead and not dead) and those who will come after /an anonymous message to those I love more than I can say/whose names I cannot even record here/lacking the courage even to hold them at such as distance /an anonymous message to those I love more than I can say/whose names I cannot even record here/lacking the courage even to hold them at such as distance so I sit and cry like I have been doing for the last 30 years and I said hujambo bwana, ni na vuta banji, en garage tentacles and lovers of lace from polarized sunglasses of Romanina i senavb and yesterday when we were in the garage looking for the ornaments aments for my bar mitzvah we came upon the scared epilady of the apocalypse and we epiladied my anal hairs then the frond came floating down from the heavens to ask us have you ever picked your ass on the winter stoltice (we interrupt this sentence to ask, is anyone actually reading this fucking thing?) we all mutated when the velevet octopus slapped billy bob bohiggus across the spleen and if you like this section e-mail Casper at afn37647@afn.org now finish this sentence jerky and let our voice echo through interstellar space Hey, wha' yu a sey mam, a woulda like sey soppem, but a doan 'ave much time; Doug, good jab wid de sentence and not only that but a question mark or exclamation ends a sentence too but we can't have that now can we as watch the moon glide with dolphins in the rain and, tah dah! the End!? not allowed when goin' for the longest? c'est bon! Fred grin's, Why we created collaratively in sojourns from bedlam day to day mundane existing cyberless verbs: cycle, love, sooth, cut, and end Fate looks certain, but then nothing is guaranteed; you wind up with nothing, but nothings what you need Damn, damn, damn, I was writing along every so eloquently, speaking of my philosopy and just abit about my self, when I went to submit and ended with a period...how could I just automatically end that way, so I went back to correct the error and damn, damn if I didn't hit reset, I'll never be to recapture those exact same thoughts and words ever again; my life is just a little more sad today

Space -- These are the voyages of the , yes! He's Finally dead! Who who! B-5 forever! Voyager sucks! End the insanity! End DS9!
And for my next complaint, whats with the 1000000001 Pernn-MU*s, we should combine them all in to 1, save 1000000 sites the troubble of holding the repetitive DB :)

AND THEN ONCE MORE WE JOURNEYED ON THE ROAD TO OBLIVION AND MICHELLE SAID THAT WE IN MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA CALL A PERIOD, SOMETHING FEMALES GET EVERY MONTH, IF THEY'RE ARE HEALTHY, AND A DOT AT THE END OF A SENTENCE, IS CALLED A FULL STOP, JUST LIKE THIS ONE---- ONLY KIDDING, WHOOPS, THAT WILL PROBABLY GET MICHELLE INTO TROUBLE , BUT NOT I, JASON THE GREAT, RULER OF ALL MELBOURNE AND THE KNOWN DARKZONE UNIVERSE (DARKZONE BY THE WAY IS A REALLY COOL PLACE THAT EVERYONE SHOULD VISIT AND PAY US LOTS OF MONEY) ANYWAY, THIS SENTENCE IS GETTING A LITTLE SILLY NOW, SO IFEEL THAT AS RULER OF MELBOURNE AND ALL ITS PEOPLE, I COMMAND MICHELLE TO SAY SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE INTERESTING THAN MOST OF THESE NORTHERN HEMISPHERIANS CAN THINK OF, SO TAKE IT AWAY, MICHELLE ;"SOMETHING" YES, WELL THANKYOU OH WISE MICHELLE, WASN'T THAT LOVELY did i ever tell you about mary? mary had a little lamb her father shot it dead now mary takes the lamb to school between two chunks of bread cthulhu loves me this iknow for the high priest tells me so he wont eat me no not yet hes our lord all dank and wet All of a sudden there we were, standing knee-deep in Keebler Elves All of them with VILLIANOUS, EVIL FACES,like bitter old Baptist women with their pinched, judgemental stares It was then that I noticed that all of the Elves were wearing the fashionable new scent "DIRT" Yes, "DIRT" Word on the street was that this particular odorific experience was originated by the enigmatic tribe of ex-DEAD-HEADS known as the "ZIPPIES These folks' reputation was based on their sole habit of avoiding showers or any mathod of cleansing thus after the untimely fall of the dinosaur rock legends "THE GRATEFUL DEAD" these entrepeneurial burn-outs decided to take the system into their own LSD-soaked hands check my addiction at the bottom of the cage where the air elettronica digital blows the blues nice wavewrite ride dis brief ore new is noun Donne undone inside my systemic intake y'all show is nice ice-breaker 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daze at mayas yet through back to pre-occupations with cover-up not-node negate whirl about proximities intimacies in an ocean of on-goingness tech-noun re-animate your wrap t' rustle or swish await my disappearence as far as attire and flesh regardless of how alluring call of time you heard pulling you back into me I am your sanctuary though quaint invisible anticipation must struggle for calm under your intensity of anguish the world awaits an answer to its longing for a way out of much it has ever known our fiery letters her eyes reverberate I wonder at the waves concealed in this solid vehicle at least we translate instantly into gratifying impulses tones numbers no more than 1 no less than 0 I vine-knit refleshing being shot by eager impatient desire to git onto this device I got to in time this morn ornate birth the earth with all its ears a veritable space car fell in two then into cascading splinters and fragments of itself with ever-dimming whisps across its screens of recovery to its onesty one style while islands slander slanted dials disalign ignite this nite with riddle mirror than tv begging to be put holy on-line thesis periodical ice-cycle sigh-clone alone all one every won the blinking oaths hesitant torrent his eyes luck for a wavehen CHAIRS,CHAIRS,CHAIRSÐ places to sit, to rest and think, to write to one's fellow humans around the world, our thoughts, fears, joys, wishes for peace and understanding Icantbelieve people are acually reading this crap this sack of garbage I likethe style of wring ichoos and I like english because !Me no hablo Espanol, und Ich spreche keine Deustch, no parlet vois Francioa As yousee IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEE- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNN- GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH farewell to the exterior world, which never did exist, I am that cloud, last remaining light, exploding in the sky, Sarah in d' Dip hit d' tea-tide without a diction-array the need for assistance here inslide the cave in mid-town I wanted soothe-worthy notifixation peering below at crumpled paper when art language megascene prototape now the unknown where buttress sound the female vocals scanned for their qualities lower-level reverie hen-shell keyboard name poersonality Daniel Carter 218 Centre St New York,New York 10013 Tel: 431-9528 please transmit to this sector and precise co-ordinates therein guidelane map and schedule of upcoming missions you would like me to contribute to the electrocution of the change in texttour from in the fabrique of masks castes that shield from imagined glaring eyes whose focus is blinding to this hypersensitive callous-head opposites abound licking all up and down the pathwaves blush in the reflexive search for throne in this stand-up gallery I look to the write and dawn as if I were in among the stalls they now swap and someone feels 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out in Zone-Clique froze in the palace with all media blasting atomized ice blast exploding me in search omni-directions that I now divine mayashelf drifting down into touchwear familiar tortures of appetite and aversion reversals back on the river near the co-opera-tive I can see her on the bank awaiting that moment when she too will feel compelled to take that plunge already so familiar to money a view to escape now solve for the global integral and see wut you git on the glass-loot revel the tide is drawing me out further than the Outlaw Page and this I vine quaint reflashing and rejuvenilizing fluxive field of roses and thorns this is to notize telephone number of Daniel Carter with Aria Ode this tide:212-431-9528 mean-wild other screens mother screams the birth of mother screens more brief but potent belief this go-round spirally inspiralled exponentially echoing invitations and salutations all chaotically and gloriously redundant in there salutes run rampant rampage riotwrite out d' cage next one a view from your interior craft on blissful seas all's a swell 'n' heave of oceans swerve and curve of wave halo aura echo-hand write of your write eye output portal burning through all materialities call for matrix roof shelter lake of salt old coin-currents hat on fifth avenue transmissions alternative stretch fly-by nickels up through the opulantly electraumic periscope sun-hole What a pleasant ray of sunshine - discovering your web site "by chance" in a book, thank you gEm hello world we're lucky frog, and this is me you know who you are peace love and unity JT here I am again unnamed fire on good behavior because a certain watchful eye is near as you might know me by my earth name Daniel Carter(see above) some o' y'all might blush under similar circumstances but not I well just thought I'd drop by for a second to give this long sentence some more of the time that it hungrily demands on the launch of a whole 'nother thing ain't none y'all nor me ever scene so let's git ready as we can for the uncontaminated gifts of the future GOOD MORNING MRRS.HOLZZER. A.GIROS/BARCELONA/31-12-1995 GOOD MORNING MR.PAIK A.GIROS/BARCELONA/31-12-1995 SORRY:GOOD MORNING MR.PAIKK A.GIROS/BARCELONA/31-12-1995 12HORAS---31-DICIEMBRE--1995/0-HORAS--1-ENERO--1996 (hora local:Espa–a) ON THE AIR/BARCELONA--ONTHEAIR@abaforum.es good morning...& happy new year a.giros/barcelna/1-1-1996 on the air/margarita mascaro: pensamientos automaticos para el 96+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++(sara duerme........)++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++new year+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Ásara 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the old aircraft seize the seas the use of the word unfold unflood the winter woe could convert itself to good use be you the sound phrase clothes profusely proliferated wavewords introduction at the wrist of Delay in the Life: a Deconstruction celebrated largely invisible but real and self-propagating unto the aforementioned pendulumatic still-point at which tide-shift watershed swivel-pivot 0,0,0,0,0,,,,coordinate minute quantum fluctuations according to the highest incoming meditational signals Saturn Day of Mirrors ruse-fit fiery but(t) grimly stoned quill-point habit saturated (contrasting) member resymbols the old haunt-charged detail searches modulate location: thunder the under-drive prickdickerment artcore punk ariational sighs zest Tryon Docks vocal capers operation rhyme the import-hands of a wealthy attitude attitude ellipsisize a riddle more hardened duress than writoral co-e-labor-a(c)tion site author's visitation inside these waters of digital space (D,C, (sea above)) index plays beaming being more dis curve-sieve than usual leaving more now to the rest-aura act a view from the interior often apparently opaquely obscure build-up messing up wanting to make sure how many ( who could ever make sure in these uncertain tide-water currents ?) days do we have left t' write in these life-spaces to key in this sway of being marks traces somewhere to put it wut you got in you up down inside take it out of you a view drawn from you like breath a gift from fiery space I sit I literally stand before this view-screen window on our new textual visual sound world community may the force be with us in our on-going coming to gather together,,,I sit before after during in pursuit of you oh great sentence for I am guilty-as(s) charged up enough t' wanna let go into you your textual matrix: (an) irrisistable theme-fabric enclosure surface beacon long long before I arrived written upon the walls of our cities and trees of our towns and village circuittries circuit-trees index unlocateable tea-table unable key stimulated to be none-the-less in its zone-write bred a pawn the waters of this page I delight in on you re-petionally endure your skin endure under your skin soft cargo slip inside (your) skin under down dawn on in me intimate palaces phreakquent camouflage allure the tensional parts of peach cure dawn inside sighed encycling loop leap t' evoutional spiral index please ocean-garment skip-stop type spark transmit write @ yuh post verbal guardian option: high-fun process up-load onto our global page-vehicle (bless it bliss it) from educationalism to crativoli directory pleas in length occur stork historical exits Sanskrit sans skirt without writing write-rite ink-surface allures allures of all kinds and unkinds spoken from inside the fear-connect our preconceived oceans boundaries as is the cost-tomb predicate pre-dicktate pre-dick-taste-test tome to me the same yet differ eyes is feastgate rewrite Hatchword Girls the vagueness of this germ marriage gesture marriagesture Maria Gest-Ur-Linea that they would thus pre-occupied change the already existing fear that this thing we have (that has us) won't last But(t) for a flicker of a blink so I gave it away like an exhalation ex-elation-style-content-ment-la-mente-on-fire travel unravel process up-load onto our global page may/might these signal-impulses leap-write out of planetary circuits into/onto SystemNet and door GalaxyNet? attractive page this kiss I key historical exit scan Ellipsis rates doors in space travel unravel salutes waves radial halo-spiral until jetty-bed protect brain-tool and now after after now (After Now (A,N, (sea above)) aeial grounds ain't got no computer (we up at the librarary (God bliss'em) usin' they on-lane devices so in the mean and ugly time (ever-redeeming itself of course up out d' Waters of Space) it's me Daniel Carter 218 Cenre Street tel: 212-431-9528 looking for a word real soon to our new electronic meal call-letters (echoes broadcast tele-com laws just quill-inked by the Oval Saxman (let us pray meditate visualize research our waves clear of the muzzle (unmuzzle if need be t' Be at first then quick as can be fly way beyond any type muzzle straight or un-))) of fire to rage with (y)our fires One ONE WORLD ONE COSMOS Universe UniVerse ONE VERSE ONE SONG ONE SOUND of in containing (the) many: the Multi-verse and ultimately its source the entity whose mouth uttered the Word that is all of this and more:(Quantum/Brahman (see Deepak Chopra) field of all possibilities (also check Tryon (physicist at Hunter Collage) for word-motion refeu to Prayer Player pray play prey power-ray pre-eye the I the Ieye co-E-labor-a(c)tion co-E-lab(oration) concrescents waft inner G's energies geart show of the word ignite the night unite in gland fusion in the eye-ear of our WebNet nigh tea 'n' some theme other in divine addiction trace beach skin with a career complex(ion) select toyed Separations by Blank Blahman Sectoid Select-O heed Select-O Head whose lights glad to do this however is hard for dyslexic w/ poor typing skills anyway big shout out to sue h hope to see you soon-nh meanwhile, the saucy boys and girls were sniffing for a lively piece of poot i wish i could walk alone at night in the skies in dis guise crazy dope positron some air unannounced spelling in double directives ambiguous would not divulge identity for the purposes of survival in this space an exorcise in character invention for it's own sake and thereby make way for the attending magical injections jump-start hyper-sensitive paranoid etch set her roster career Now for everyone's salvation - "." kowalke@hawaii edu here i am in hawaii reflecting and refuting on the time last summer whem christo and jeanne claude drapped and arted the reichstag and the germans and three million other participated in the healing and the wheeling and the dealing and the stealing and the wonderful experience of connections between villages and the parts and the pieces and the end -- but not - we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl - wish you were here Striding slightly softly my sudden heart sweeps back and reveals the pulsing timbre of a shameful ship hull skeleton I wake to sleepy swept sounds of sails and snails and men crawling into pails for protection from the onslaught of information hurled out of the maw of the electronic chasm What a spasm Striding slightly softly my sudden heart sweeps back and reveals the pulsing timbre of a shameful ship hull skeleton I wake to sleepy swept sounds of sails and snails and men crawling into pails for protection from the onslaught of information hurled out of the maw of the electronic chasm What a spasm give away connect to you reflect the sea where you are vessel for currents coursing through countless nuancedly magnetic veils we see each other in ever so soft light astride we mutually agitate our nerves which we cannot stand yet we are compelled to continue this way in this field of yes and no plural aesthetic sensuousness echo pulsingly your entry vocal adequate slip and player when I'm weak I wink with eclipsis check your equipment in the tunnel affairs spider-length brain-status window (the) net swells out near yet far in ordeal order to stay within a degree of pleasure at the very least just knowing she's near/far near untouchable ache evolve lawful intent detaching (from) the senses agitate into movement of her body next to mine I feel as well as see her doing almost squirming not wanting to leave this congested nest she's a dancer ice looking not wanting to reveal the elevation scan result(s) loosening fabric all refers to oblivious quillions of years ecriture a creature into her endure procedure and lecture hands on her hips I cannot keep my hands/eyes from see(th)ing the little thing of energy deflect or with pressure penetrate confessions that eat through like acid-clear rock dirty heat through deleted dungeon screen to screen (face to face?) now she's gone to play with the small boys that rare genital silence fear of being found doubt strolling drums flood-flog nightly disappear living honey flip t' the money text didn't land on it's feet time spinning spinning time Blinkerton reached up Negatoid Blinkerton juggling the performative her muted mood blinkages blinking cages sleep clutterly distinct skin-scan skim anyone who says to you " I want ot be completely honest with you," is lying What they mean is, " I want to tell you I'm going to have to put up a facade of honesty here because I don't dare tell you th truth truth what is truth anyway my truth is not yours, nor yours mine, I know this to be true truth what is truth anyway my truth is not yours, nor yours mine, I know this to be true snow falling on my eyelashes here we all assembled to play speak and oh that thing that cool it doesn't you'll get flamed three hours qoutation sharks as long as we all find our own end we never have to find the beginning from a time when place was place to be timed to within the use of words to find to forward within the words a din to dine we move in flux to future's kind Francesca non so se ti amo o se un giorno starai con me ma giˆ questo potrebbe essere abbastanza iay aven'tay itenwray inay igpay atinlay incesay iay asway entay earsyay olday as a disgruntled member of the now defunct "Flower Power" movement of the late sixties, I feel that it is now my duty to inform the general public of this, little tidbit, but in order to keep from ending this wonderful sentence of love and happiness, I will just include it here and put a happy little comma after it, so here it is, God is love Then by inversion Love is God And sex conversion!, haven't been a round flora while some air else inner row due essencing one who lateral oh'em fidgety take okay hallo everybody IT'S SATURDAY NIGHT IN NEW YORK CITY AND I'M SITTING WITH DARIA AT DOUGLAS DAVIS' COMPUTER ADDING MY VOICE TO THE WORLD'S LONGEST COLLABORATIVE SENTENCE IN THE FORM OF A QUESTION: DARIA, I REALLY FEEL LIKE I'M TYPING MYSELF INTO THE 21ST CENTURY IN THE COMPANY OF THE ENTIRE WORLD; WHAT DO YOU THINK? I am here, as many have been before me, I am sitting alone on a Saturday night in January, and I am rtrow@aux.umass.edu, and trying to think of something more creative to say...so close and yet so far you're not alone - as I'm not alone, there will be no alone anymore...I think of this past century as a time of fragmentation and reconstruction...we have blown the world to bits and now are putting it back together again through the computer, the invisible web is being spun John, and we're sitting on the edge this second watching past and future...hello? you're not alone - as I'm not alone, there will be no alone anymore...I think of this past century as a time of fragmentation and reconstruction...we have blown the world to bits and now are putting it back together again through the computer, the invisible web is being spun John, and we're sitting on the edge this second watching past and future...hello? yes, hello and thinking about how small contributions can grow into something marvelously grand and new and everchanging, while still remaining small, yes, hello and thinking about how small contributions can grow into something marvelously grand and new and everchanging, while still remaining small, HELLO IT SEEMS TO ME THAT WHOEVER IS FLASHING THIS SENTENCE AT THIS MOMENT IS SPOILING IT FOR OTHERS I ASK HIM OR HER TO CUT IT OFF HERE SO THAT OTHERS MAY ENJOY THE SENTENCE AS HE OR SHE DID BEFORE LANDING HERE THANK YOU i love me! The only true path to slavation, self-actualization and enlightenment is to experience the fear of the geek: YOU WILL fear the geek! connote be skewer the hatch additional angles t' word sound south undo undue thunder tirade patience opposites melt of the air zone A-Chord apace in space the miracle torture temptation to proffer a graded demo-craze unstrung doubt similarities might half got it write the versed tide recognition copy for us booth privacycle inter-row induction coils memo-screen light up from a child's brain obsure now it scene-eyes editorriadoor-hides in self fictorially active cult-hewers gravel-toned smooth exit from jealousy at residensity overwhelming gesture adjust tour to our blinding tower-masked bravura worries smile her smoke-dimmed radiance in public poisonous exactitude exudes its own space money-mouth all their clothes cost to their varying minds offer themselves up to my project hurled in search-wise motion through conversational sectors dance to the zap-gift just given the sound of before proving itself free of that decade relay fire transmissional password too much written instructions to execute a friendly sound to my heart his art could not breathe in that vault to a halt one point entry salute the red supposition angelic registration flash familiar oceanal components gravesite coordinate series things weird rescue back from this abyss where footsteps spoke radiantly from the hub sub-notice stood as if knelt-felt velvet maybe you can have a little party here - and so and so and so I just helped her primal and she 'done it What a releif for all of us. You know only what your body knows and can participate in its wisdom Trust your body and go for it This is what my Omma always said - it has been wild island slant-head against its own memberslip documentation of human eyes in contact lens mutual recognition sparks relay ignition of each others' private collective hearts light uplift levitational synergy re-echo teeth visible eyes rise to greet actual occasional occurrence lips ample surfaces touching what are clothes covering up a secret by calling attention to what is concealed you have been extended a manipulating invitation remove the sheath or to imagine what is inside underneath behind the curtain drapery veil gauze it was a dark and story night, and all the sailors were gathered aroung the capfire, and the Captain said ,"Murphy, tell us a story," and this is the story: it was a dark and stormy night and all the sailors were gathered around the campfire, and the Captain said, "Murphy, tell us a story," and this is the story: it was a dark and story night, He who smelt it -- dealt it! kalo misalnya semua orang jadi bego gara-gara ngebaca kalimat ini yang ngga ada abis-abisnya terus terang aja gue ngga tau mo ngapain lagi abisnya gue juga udah ngga peduli lagi misalnya tadi gue ngga ngirim ini juga sebetulnya ngga apa-apa tapi hari ini gue cape' banget abisnya tadi pagi gue telat masuk kelas udah gitu susah nyari parkirnya JADI TERUS GUE UDAH PUSING sebelum masuk kelas dan lalu gue ngomong ama gurunya dab dikasih break nungguin cewe' jam dua tigapuluh tapi ngga nongol-nongol terus minum kopi di Cafe Artiste untuk yang kedua kalinya hari ini terus jadi hyper dan ngga bisa konsentrasi gara-gara ada dua cewe practising their spanish which was really good terus langsung cabut kerja mustinya ganti oli dulu tapi ngga sempet karena udah telat dan sekarang udah lewatin mileagenya kira-kira tigapuluh miles ngga tau sekarang mo ngapain kalo bisa besok pagi-pagi bagun pagi-pagi untuk ganti oli dulu baru terus cabut ke sekolah

yes, this is a pleasant place

remember "Abandon Hope All Ye Who Enter Here" my name is woody, if you care AND, I was just thinking of what it was I really wanted to say before becoming so distracted that--well, you know how one can sometimes ramble for days--anyway, I was just reminded of a short story I always wanted to write about an exerience I had at a party in TriBeCa, in a loft studio apartment, where I met Pierre, a professional photographer--he showed me the then most recent Calvin Kline men's underware ad he had shot now (then) appearing in a very hip magazine, but this is as far as I've gotten in terms of writing a storyline, there is so much more I have to say--especially about what happened next!--but, well, I'm just not there yet (maybe I'll come back later) the world triad centre retrace the driven snow-tree orange beer flush out the A N C trains writers of the storm distracted by a trap door that suddenly opened up for me and I was caught on the stage among harmonies rhythms and melodies roofs caving in from heavy white powder illicit policy of power shipments on strips you paid for if you have any income welcome to the current sector a wrench wrenched dust return to flashes unburdened gift upon the waters taste especially you to whom I extend warmest compliments guess who tries hard not to say his own name except sound and trace so as to stay at least somewhat a loft or a substantial apartment apart but not disconnected space where pages in the wind blow freely agloss our familiar quarters I deny the love-shower breathed into me new life warmth and reason to carry forth the charge itself-propels us all and each dug up from confinement and let go and be in the night snow not one single tune that I know of yet all tunes feed me give me orientation in spaces thus made less bewilderingly dizzying or paranoia inducing or prone to render me useless to myself and others the chance to relate among these glowing pulsations left way up in the air where I might be able to get a little more perspective and thank you for being the ocean and the river that you are in which I learn to swim this sway and dream closer and closer to conscious unity world-wide something many thought couldn't possibly happen but here we are on the brink we've been answering the call all along and it added up to this door we now stand before the world triad centre retrace the driven snow-tree orange beer flush out the A N C trains writers of the storm distracted by a trap door that suddenly opened up for me and I was caught on the stage among harmonies rhythms and melodies roofs caving in from heavy white powder illicit policy of power shipments on strips you paid for if you have any income welcome to the current sector a wrench wrenched dust return to flashes unburdened gift upon the waters taste especially you to whom I extend warmest compliments guess who tries hard not to say his own name except sound and trace so as to stay at least somewhat a loft or a substantial apartment apart but not disconnected space where pages in the wind blow freely agloss our familiar quarters I deny the love-shower breathed into me new life warmth and reason to carry forth the charge itself-propels us all and each dug up from confinement and let go and be in the night snow not one single tune that I know of yet all tunes feed me give me orientation in spaces thus made less bewilderingly dizzying or paranoia inducing or prone to render me useless to myself and others the chance to relate among these glowing pulsations left way up in the air where I might be able to get a little more perspective and thank you for being the ocean and the river that you are in which I learn to swim this sway and dream closer and closer to conscious unity world-wide something many thought couldn't possibly happen but here we are on the brink we've been answering the call all along and it added up to this door we now stand before BlubbeR BUTTBUTT (BUTT)

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the moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on, nor all your piety and wit can lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it

-Omar Khayyam

"so, moving from that, what we need is more chickens and fewer geese, because geese cause half the trouble in the world, but try to stop one and see what happens: you get in jail or are forced to plow the fields for the princess until you're

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and then what do you have to show for it, I'll tell you what, not a dime!!" said the old fool as he took a lemonade break after plowing several yards of field, the word for which ("field") comes from the Greco-Roman word "field", meaning either "field", in the subjunctive case, or "the archbishop's pet elk Theophilus" in the ablative, or "correctly-shaped tendon" in the gerundive, but that's beside the point, which would seem to me to be that this ol' river here, name of Sparky, should be cut into pieces and then hung, or do you think that's too good for it or what, I can't spend all day typing here, whaddaya think I am, a machine or something

AND SO THE LONG DAY WORE ON

the moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on, nor all your piety and wit can lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it

-Omar Khayyam

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AND SO THE LONG DAY WORE ON

My name is Andy Murphy, and perhaps someday this will mean something, but maybe it never will to anyone but me, you may E-mail me at AWMurf@viaduct custom net if you put in the periods, but why would you want to do that for for a long time ago, when I was in elementary, I used to actually try not to create a run-on sentence, but now I'm doing it on purpose, (and THERE ARE PEROIDS HERE, SOMEONE NEEDS TO DELETE THEM) but I had no clue what I was talking about because I was a computer geek All night I channel surf through New York's cable TV stations, A spacecraft flies over America, I am sitting without motion staring at a screen of constantly changing colors and sounds, Sometimes I write a number on a piece of paper and send it to the place where the colors and sounds are born, In the morning I wake up with a new concept: All night I channel surf through New York's cable TV stations, A spacecraft flies over America, I am sitting without motion, staring at a screen of constantly changing colors and sounds, Sometimes I write a number on a piece of paper and send it to the place where the colors and sounds are born, In the morning I wake up with a new concept: Submit if it is that way at all, wqhen the little thoughts flit along the surface on a bright, clear hot day, the kind of day that is much more pleasant in memory than fact, WOW this sentence is amazingly long, if anyone actually reads the whole sentence, then they need to go for some serious psychotherapy, and does anyone know the address for MENSA cuz I would like to get a test from them, and also am I REALLY FAMOUS now that I am a part of the worlds longest sentence,,,actually, this is more than one sentence because some people put "periods" in whatever they wrote:-) Well, this is my second contribution to this sentence, it's too bad that people have to perverse something that is meant for HARMONY I Love Robby but sadly he doesn't love me I will go for coffe it will make everything seem not so bad i hope the human race in the next century isn't as mentally deranged as me ebb-site vision of reconnect earlier unplugged void t' print the nights through the medium of form AMANDA COX IS THE PATRIOT MISSILE OF HUMOR! next part of sentence