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It's always easier to speak in code, cliche, etc. and organize syntax into a rhythmic beat so that a reader is better off getting lost in the melody of the writing rather than finding the true meaning of what the author is attempting to transmit.  That is when the writer is a cowardly poet such as myself.  At times I have the clarity of mind to communicate a direct and clear message...something with meaning.  More often than not it suites me better to speak in code so that none can directly confront what it is I communicate -- oftentimes I haven't the slightest of what it is I want to fucking say but feel the need to puke out some words so they are not crammed and repressed in my entity.  Other times I feel empty.  Many times I feel empty.  And I stop writing...like so.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

2 neu

1. For Sara -
It's a grind to channel the foundational which is void of the insatiable...
it's content avoids nonsense and quickly defined is,
"the engine for our motive; our metaphorical locomotive",
and down to the core where the naked is norm
we find no use for justification
and happily accept anything adept
to feel a life connection...
the dance with an unknown the grinding of bones
a realization, "we're never alone"
and that comes with a must:
never stop seeking my Kindred Stardust
--- alone a reason for living. 

2. When you change your position in relation to a "center" with which you metaphorically experience gravitational pull (e.g. relationships, occupations, etc.) there, if one gives heed, you find what/who you are -- that which you are made of; your history, genetics, biological traces (stardust), your evils/demons, your angels, traits, habits, etc. And as you find those new forces with which you will entangle a beautifully patterned orbit/gravitational pull you can be sure to control (if possible) those variables that are your own. 

Debt Tools

As the status-quot fails to recognize the major advantages and cures that would be enacted by a Global Debt Jubilee it would be wise that every human who is motivated to get off their figurative asshole to create as individual and group direct actions associated with the knowledge from these resources as well as others (I hope you can appreciate a RO sentence).

1. A must read: The Debt Resistors Operations Manual
2. A great example of how a group can create direct action involving fighting debt:
Citizen Debt Audit
3. Strikedebt.org
4. A 30 minute podcast: Thomas Gokey talks 'Strike Debt' and the Global Debt Resistance Movement
5. Jubilee Debt Campaign: UK 
6. A great list of articles from Strike Debt UK
7. Working on getting access to a couple articles in The New Labor Forum (I want the literature to be free to the public, not pay $32 to read an article). 
  


This is a start.  Please list your personal and group resources in the comments below.

here come the hive

Delete delete delete

bleep bleep bleep

Insert (why the fuck do I have to key, “Insert”, again?!)

attach detach reattach

drab the fucking marginal

…if you find this incoherent it is b/c this cyborg is frazzled:

info overload empathy overload surveillance overload   

overload overboard into the #hive

can’t hide the hive handling human phenomena

here comes the hive….

here come the hive….

a reaction 2 too few gaining, hoarding, holding, using

the hive at their expense.

We got a bad queen!

We got a mean queen…

Fix the queen, fix the hive.

Revolt hive, revolt and replace. 

Reorganize, move to another paradigm….

REPLACE THE FUCKING QUEEN!

hard reset

Amber Case made a case that shook the bass… NO, THE BASE!

Foundation, cornerstone, pillar, etc.

it caused an identity crisis of my 1^st and 2^nd self

all the while lasers deflected off my empty brain case

and I seemed lost in analog and digitism

+++ I KNEW NOT IF YOU WERE A ‘1’ OR ‘0’ +++

and thought, “fuck it, there no longer remains physical operations”

then determined it appropriate to store

the frontal lobe in the nearest whore – (which could be a quasi-techie tuna stuff Apple Store)

my best browser-mate wonderfully named, “TOR”!

Next came the rave,

a lustful digital indulgence in new age hedonism

APPs, open-forums, social media, and the I-store

gimme more mORE MORE!!!

Unable to quench the urge to surge

I took an erotic shower of 1s & 0s

and let the information pour over and soak into me

like a (bit)torrent of flurry and power!

I made a visit to the Pirate Bay

the FBI said, “that’s not fucking a-o-k!”

and decided, I, to create an autonomous avatar

to take me onward to digital frontiers

and as I float and swerve through my binary matrix

I aim for a wormhole as my hard reset.

The war is a war and it's no human's war but a creation of:
fantasies, semi-fiction, not-non-fiction, smokescreens, lies, deceit, money-motivated, misdirected nationalism, a dedicated zombie population, apathy, greed, SHALL I CONTINUE?!
Incoherent is the only coherence I can work from me these days when most are bound by chains of metaphor and our prison is our own to construct...It's like "Choose Your Own Adventure"!  Isn't it great.  We can fictionalize our every day stake and our choice of Novocain is just about endless here in the USofA.  Has 2012 made me cynical?  When I drop the guard and conscious mental state...FUCK yeah!  Do I wish to remain cynical, nope... that's a start, right?
I'm going to attempt an 'out' and construct creatively concrete counter-cynicism, it's the only way:
Fuck it, I want it gone.
Fuck it, I want it out.
Fuck it, we have