Eni is still getting down

Collision clouds are gathering, as a contest entry

Contest Entry "Collision?" "oh, I believe it's inevitable now" with that the professor, stood up, and bowing once, swiftly left the stage completely ignoring the repeated, almost anguished... calls for him to stay Round # 15: The Word is “Our epoch is a time of tragic collision between matter and spirit and of the downfall of the purely material world view.” Wassily Kandinsky the epoch outlasted the speaker, and may well outlast this writer too. this post is to compete in the creativity contest 1st edition round # 15 and to compete...

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Newton’s Nightly Nooky

Poetry dice source the contest post late, late, out driving late leaning on my learner's plate the eye in the sky "can't be looking for me mate" skin like ice ""we're not on the sly" but that's always a roll of the dice in a hidden police state hanging on every clock face's words Old Sir Newton swings from that tree if you ain't got that swing you can't feel that thing bet he can't feel, can't feel his feet can't really feel them put himself into their shoes sees apple looking sweet sees ground hard will meet scales tilted towards the right and brains leaving the left exodus sweet...

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Danger, experiments in AI conducted on unsuspecting viewers

dangerous liaisons experiments in time light the corners of my eyes, shifting coloured sands mount the passage of my life stupid colour combos mark the limits of my skills wasted time in danger always son of the cheap thrills (mothers of invention) yeah (right on brother) getting them so easy at the one low price of spills but all that time spent lolling could have been spent on making my me I me myself me me myself and I more employable lol me meme me meme me meme me meme me meme me meme me don't stop scrolling baby or better yet scroll and then stop and yon scroll on rinse...

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The Myth of Sisyphus, (chapter four) Albert Camus

found at http://dbanach.com/sisyphus.htm The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor. If one believes Homer, Sisyphus was the wisest and most prudent of mortals. According to another tradition, however, he was disposed to practice the profession of highwayman. I see no contradiction in this. Opinions differ as to the reasons why he became the futile labourer...

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¡qué guay es tener plan!

¡qué guay es tener plan!

you may be wondering why you don't see more of me, and more of my art?     or maybe just what the hell happened?   you may very well not be wondering that, but now that I have said it, it must have crossed your mind. I hope I can provide an interesting enough explanation, without sounding like I am am whining, instead of winning. I always say that mine is a different category, called justified whinging, insert smiley and wily face here. Not that I am here to whine or to whinge. That's all behind me now. I just want to tell my story. I might work on getting some...

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how to move forward from where you are

you're going to drop your goal of 1000 words per day, 'cause you haven't done them so far. And I agree! Funny enough I am planning to do the same. I move the writing from first thing to last thing (of the day) and back again, but still haven't done 100% Hopefully, my new goal of writing less, as inspired by this long post, will do the trick. (plenty of other things in it, the article that is, and if you start following some of the links you will not get finished. I haven't. I stopped to get the post up, or lose another day in a row.)  I am just going to start trying to make the word count...

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these are the silent years

these are the silent years

they will go deep, never weep never weep, with apologies to Robinson Jeffers and his poems These are the falling years, They will go deep, Never weep, never weep. With clear eyes explore the pit. Watch the great fall With religious awe. as read in this fascinating article on The Dark Mountain Project Loved it enough to buy his book of poems on Amazon marketplace. Still chewing on the first one. Roan Stallion. But it's not uncommon for me to buy a book and get stuck at the start or before. Can only make time for reading from books when there is a breakdown of the normal order. Usually...

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another day past, passed the new start

I am doing stuff all day everyday, or very nearly, but I am trying to do too much. The following is part of the reason I have this many dogs. Long story, partially told here, here and here, although certainly not concisely or fully. Also I notice that they are very old posts, and now there's nine dogs and only three cats. Anyhow, I have that many animals although I certainly didn't want this many animals, nor can I cope with them really. But still they come, to the tune of War of the Worlds There must be a reason for all this, but the obvious ones don't make sense to me. I...

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well, once again a new start

no excuses or explanations.     I'm still here, still teetering on the brink of the most absolute ruin, but on the up and up, as you can see demonstrated by the fact that I am once more writing here.   there will be more, but I'll need to save often as it is (lightly) raining and that means blackouts here. usually short, but a little devastating to the unsaved work, and I am sure to the hardware. I had an UPS (Uninterruptible Power Supply) but it broke down after a couple of years and I put it away to look at later, and that's the current state of events. I...

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words ‘n’ things

Words are not my thing! I mean they are and they aren't. I write fabulous speeches and polished blog posts in my head as I walk around, but I sit down at the buzzing box and it all dries up. And that's just the surface problem. I have always found words tricky. I have consumed endless quantities of them, and still do today, and I am so easily moved to action by well written words that I can imagine giving up copy-reading as a life saving move. As for copy-writing... it's the devil's work. Just yesterday I bought, one after the other, two information products/books because I checked my email....

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