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A Collection Of Poetry
a thought by tim
Hay Wire Air Waves
(pixel modern-ism)
Everyone duck!!
Wires have become
Great big satellites of love
These air waves and raido slaves
Are causing a brain to become
A past uniqe experience
Relived but missed out because of "school of thought"
Reminisent of modern stew
Of parts of history
Pixel format eyeballs
HD is shot bigger out of love and greed
Where's my new digital camera?
Please oh Please!!!
Let me be ready for my reality to bleed
(You see... this makes great photography)
Million Dollar Blockbuster Home Movie in HD
(of parts of history)
roLL eYe
(Tree Vs. Rock)
Pretentious as hell but it works for them...
Very well... Then off to something bigger
Ideas and simple metaphors like:
Tree vs. Rocks
Living vs. Almost Alive
The earth is spitting out centuries of things we always trip over
Like lies, truths, and everything that doesn't make it past a change in world history
This is me in a nut shell, lying about knowing world history.
I must be thinking of some other tree vs. rock scenario.
What the hell was I thinking?
What the hell was I doing?
What the hell was I dreaming?
What the hell was I conceptually forming in my mind at the time?
What the hell?
Pretension is hell because the humble get steam rolled.
These are rocks down a hill hitting trees so hard they yell, "FUCK!"
Might as well join in on another stupid conversation, like:
This tree fell without noise because the rock doesn't have ears or
A "paid to" mind... I've decided build a tree house made out of stone
I like your jacket... I mean your armor.
Vanity is killing me, while humility is the new pretentious loud noise
That no one gets to hear.
saVe faCer.
Bloody knees
How many pleases can we tease?
Do our daily complaints make us difficult,
or just a little more sane?
How long can we sit in this uncomfortable chair?
Hopefully our complaints build character.
--tim
Crowns On TV
teeth split a slim chip
this is a short history
arrival of fate
isn't it fucking great?
or is it a perception of how to look?
the new deity has arrived
it is a dead bird
don't like your day job?
quit
figure another way to live
i think we were there
wearing each other out into
underwear
teeth split a slim chip
this is a short history
arrival of a fallen world civ.
wish we could see our leaders on t.v.
when the middle splits
i hear it! i heard it
a time line of history
on a heard of words
economy:my middle class
Bread to bawled and civilize
The world into extinction
But these herds of words won't be heard
Fallen on a bleeding ear beard
teeth split a slim chip
this is a short history
arrival of another common shift
can't we see our leaders on t.v.?
a thought by --tim
8.05.06
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bESTfRIENDSfORtHEnEXTtENmIN.
do what you will..
will you?
what will your will say?
tomorrow today
this is back
this is a stab in the back
becoming
a scab on your back
pick the scab on your back in the back of the class
healing is learning too
a thought by --tim
7.04.06
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Hairy Situation
flooaating down a river made of burnt hair
my eyes seem to suck in the carbon remains
i choke on the taste as my
close friends stand on the
soft skin beach and laugh at me
"you're gonna smell like burnt hair, haha!"
luckily a wave of healthy unburnt hair gobbled them up
just as my vision went black from all the carbon particles
as i float aimlessly down this
burnt hair river; staring into the blind void
i think of my friends and miss them
we had a lot of laughs together
burnt hair waterfalls
fall onto rocks made
of big toe nail clippings
human landscape outbreak
falling in was a horrible mistake
a thought by --tim
July's Poem of the Month
4 Part Vent-a-licious System
01The Worst Part Of Idealism
____________
let's understand this communication
if you're so worried about your troops
you've got to understand something
will happen that you're not cool with
why do people want to leave places?
heroes are made out of constant stance
i want this to be the the
best opportunity for all of us!
i mean all of us!
end.
02The Need To Explode
____________
Millions of words in a millisecond
This is a science
DISSATISFACTION
AND A DEEP MISsSPELLING
that has been more understooooooood
than never before.
this is more necessary
in this day in age.
end.
03Mind Curfew
_________
A certain percentage
Of the human population
Makes for ridiculous
Circumstance that lead you...
...to the best / worst lies you ever told in your life
Why is laziness better
than most things?
end.
04Right Wing Down!
__________
This is mass communication!
.......one chance meeting
.......in a singular place
.......In a singular way
.......of understanding
Mono-isms make more equal less
When you're very upside down ->
end.
thoughts by --tim
7.24.06
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An Uncomfortable Lung
tangled in strangle
what will we do when we run out of air
and time?
luckily my watch is broken
a thought by --tim
7.23.06
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Years and Years
Looking and foreshadowing can come as a surprise when you wake up one night and realize you're completely blind. Future memories are counted and continued to be recited for all of man kind as we are so glad to stop and rewind. This tape is 10 years too late.
Will the planet survive this civilization?
Al Gore warned us before but now that he's not in the hot seat or in the white hose, he can't complain.
50-50 right?
How is it nobody saw this coming? Or is it that everything was planned this way? A dark decimated place where the one who can save us lost his grace. And the one who made us this way... everyday the West gives thanks and prays about how great it is to be from this country and nowhere else.
As we give thanks as the middle east tears itself apart. Wishing to be free like us as we help them to tear it into all sorts of directions instead of what it has been for years and years.
People are mad at us for globalization... it will continue until there is a general populace that can be considered mainstream and consuming. So they can corner every single corner of the market. So we can all buy the same crap and live in the same houses and be sold the same dreams.
Oh this is a dark day. When the men and women that get in our way of lies and injustice. Just like years and years past. Oh, on this dark day we give thanks and pray that we haven't destroyed this personified earth yet... we'll be packing punches as she screams at how unfair it is. We shrug our shoulders and tighten our fists.
a thought by --tim
7.16.06
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Sunday, July 16, 2006
Just Justifications Of Creating Creations!
Saved From What?
Stepping in and out of generalizations
The things it takes to make the maker
Are more than science and religion combined
More than science and conniption fits
This makes a complete mess of everything
Like it was designed..But that is really okay
We will slowly build it up again
Even if we never got it right once
You only get a couple of chances to impress yourself
Most of the time patting on one's own back
Makes for back problems later in life
This? Is? Simp? ly?
Overbearing simply because forms of god tease us as we create
Just as we created this god and gods
This questioning form of letters and words is
The Best Spirituality We Have
Just Justifications Of Creating Creations
Dizzy Spells
fractured into this godless feeling
with everyone praying at you
do i truly know what this means?
what has this world come to when you can't
recognize your own dreams within your own ugliness
this is a force field of why we're put here
-not to pray- but to fight back or die
a thought by --tim
7.12.06
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Ga Ga La La
when did the baby grow up
this cowboy got caught cow poking
when did these left wingers
stop working together- seems forever ago
right wing knows how to spin things
oh man, your reign is embarrassing
this is for all the gipper, isn't it?
mom don't let your babies
grow up to be cow pokes
they'll ruin the country
a thought by --tim
7.03.06
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Sarcastic Business Trip
over correction abundance
jerk it back onto the road
this road trip isn't just for me
it's an involuntary man slaughter offer
no one can refuse
this is a public service
this is diarrhea on your parade
i'd like to be of help
if i'm not ass deep in shit
it's unbelievable able
something we can truly live without
like my naval lint on my
-none of your business- trip
invent rent digest to reader's digest
indigestion indent this dent into your forehead
and we've come dressed to impress
a thought by --tim
June's Poem of the Month
As chosen by tim, he's an authority
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Void Reversal *working title
new Rent Money Big song
entropy in a hand basket
this is becoming a bad habit
it's a universe picnic
there are ants in this potato salad
i can't understand, can't understand
this feeling, this bad feelin'
how we've been born to fake it
how have we been born naked
slowly fade into the grave
only to decompose away
all for the chance
to understand, a good god damn!
i see and read and hear clearly
clearing thoughts only me and my mouth can separate
i see and clean and breath and read and sleep
and bargain shop and eat plenty of cheese
i'm made of greed, i'm begging you please,
can't we see this and these is no way to operate
break down- combust- break down, ya trust only to see a lot
of suffering and not truly know what it means
survival or acquittal it's life as it stands
unpersonified
everything will decompose just right
it's a SYNONYM for a way of life
a thought by --tim
6.24.06
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Lost Diaries
in clear violation
of some sort of division
in a divided united retardation
this realization that, in some way,
all of our brains are deformed
this makes us one human experiment
a sort of disbelief
oh god
our life has become memories
covered in lenses crap
a dot on your forehead
forget me not!
i am that girl there
who cries behind her stares
hoping for all of her dreams to come true
how can you comfort what you can't understand?
kids will forget this honesty
we are not afraid of our images
we are afraid to forget our past
when it's all really just a moment cont.
a thought by --tim
6.02.06
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What Am I in IT4
so i've been discouraged
everything has been done
all the rhyming and scheming
all the marketing & the farting
all the love and all the parking
new ages bring nothing but trouble for the wise
in no time
get stuck in this town selling your equipment
we'll be the old fogies
in no time
i've come to this end of the rope
clinging hopefully to all the knots
a thought by --tim
6.02.06
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Dudes!
columns are asexual
teetering on creation
(cr3ation)
holding up our past
achievement created
by ideal of man or
mans ideal depending
on your silly out look
words are misreported
realities.
oh,sarcasm!
getsomemantail
a thought by --tim
6.02.06
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Moving Past Times
(thank you molly)
not letting your temptations get the best of you
this is a camera in our direction perception
besides this is quite alright
when fighting for the best times of your life
how many more knights will we have to fight
before we get out of these medieval times?
will they call us the most potential wasted
or will they give our generation the benefit of a doubt
let's wait until the end of the future to find out
things have a tenancy
a thought by --tim
6.01.06
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Sharks Sleep Standing Up
Wowzers!
our guitars need fixing
one string or two?
missiles heading at our heads
shot from our own hands
humanity conceives world domination
and how to claim it manifest
this is very little to do with fate
we're all stuck doing things we aren't supposed to be doing
this isn't wrong, really! it's just how it is
let's get you outta here on time alright!
a thought by --tim
6.01.06
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Disembodied Head On a Stick
My left brain craves
My right brain
This relationship maintains a certain claim
To step up and fade down the drain
Who is buff enough to cut my head off?
Disembodied
This is a symbol of failure and victory (Nike)
Impede on a dream created from a sharp stick
And this is a sharp stick!
My thoughts are stuck-
MY heart's a step up
but six feet under
This is a symbol of victory for somebody
a thought by --tim
6.01.06
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Romantics
a new Rent Money Big Song
hold applause please,my heart's bleeding
be judged or arrange the meeting
something's up with your chest
the more bloody you get the better yet
you got blood on your best dress
you got blood on your best
vest!
you've invested in nothing but an empty chest cavity
rather be investing in something less pathetically in
this is located behind the ribs
bloody bibs are in
how stuck up must we seem
to get by without the spotlight
and how selfish can we become
in one single night
i never thought i'd be judged
on the amount of blood
that spills from my chest
LARGE INTESTINES BECOME SLINKIES
the blood the gut-ier gets
this is the bloodiest mess
a thought by --tim
The Aggressive Smiler
this comes from the esophagus
this is a trade marked experience
this is what we live our lives for
happiness
this has something to do with what you love
this has so much more to do with what you tolerate
this is a day job
this is it, this over and over again
the current moment in your existence
this is the only true god humanity knows
especially the west
thank god i brushed my teeth
a thought by --tim
5.10.06
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Listen To
April Diaz's
Autonomy (Woe Whoah)
produced by --tim
lyrics and music by april
also from april & --timbo
a thought by --tim
4.29.06
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oUr OwN pAth
define infinite indefinitely
besides our despisers
are scraping the incisor
with their pinky nails
this twists at my right of passage
and fools with the great scope of what
we hope to achieve together
a thought by --tim
4.24.06
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Air-Ball (Perception of Self Destruction)
self destruction
self loath what you love about others.
yet, something brings you back to the divine
you're divine, you always have been
yes, even you dumb ass!
that is why we all get lucky
being beings
we're lucky we came out humans and not stars
stars must be bored
ya know, keep us warm and helping us to survive
this earth really is paradised!
now, snowball theory is gonna cap your ass
how much more theory will we get out of existence,
before "or else" (?)
enough to kill us
this is not self destruction
depending on how you look at it
a thought by --tim
4.22.06
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Mondarin's Mailbox
(dedicated to early Post-modernist Ray Johnson)
dancing with the movie stars of modernism
holy ideals, batman!
soft focus bring us to a new stage in modern printing
where is my ink cartridge? where is my metallic paper?
this shiny surface reminds me
of how the new museums got started
they became mailboxes
critics became believers
instead of constructive nay sayers
how bad does fame want you?
a thought by --tim
4.17.06
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12:22a (spiritual training)
a sleepy dream of alertness
this ain't no caffinated dream
reinvented invention of self control
i hate praise songs-
they're so happily depressing
concept forming seems wasted
yet my judgments make me boring to listen to
a hymnal is old bar tunes converted to church songs
pop songs appeal to the masses
turn the highs down
on my father's mic
that tin noise is annoying
it's detracting me from the stuff
i keep forgetting to listen to
very heartfelt but my heart
aches when god is only conceived personified
jesus spares buddhists and people who don't know him
but apparently not jews
god is not a man and he has no arms or will
the only fun thing about church is community
what a great place to hide your kids from corruption
these are our city limits
sunday school training
a thought by --tim
4.16.06
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Sharp Teeth Grow On Trees
part 3
...hungry in the summer months... ... . Shade As Bait!
this man reading under
this tree...
so deep in his
own thoughts
he doesn't see..
it coming
the breeze frees
him from his
unsuspected suspense
this does indeed sink into skin
SHARP TEETH GROW ON TREES!
and aim to please a hunger for human flesh
and aim to destroy a floating brain
within a personified humanity
realities bring us to our knees and cause us to bleed
just as the man bitten in half by this tall trees
while using shade as bait
part 2
Shade as bait- beyond and without
The slightest shadow of a doubt
These knees bleed- pray for escape
But come to find out you're in the middle
of the forest
Fight against the trees
Let's renew this fucking resource
Spare it sourcefully and realize
your course
Finalized despised finalizing something
Against my wooden rim
They attack @ mostly us- blood on their roots and teeth
Slicing through the dirt
This doesn't seem rehearsed
sa v e me lu mb erj a ck
save me lumber jaaaaccckkkk
part 1
shade as bait
revenge lender bending something to pretend
this leaves you ill pre paired
listen to the woods talk shit!
eyes lie when your not expecting
to be eaten alive, a real surprised!
natural camo, no cameo video
unrehearsed rehearsal
shade as bait? who will kill?
nature has the upper hand.. or branch
who will kill us? ashes to ashes
dust to dust to dust to dust to root
to branches to branches to leaves
to soot to soot to soot to soot
a thought by --tim
4.15.06
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