Rider and Driver

I reminded myself of my freedom upon awakening this morning.

Howl easy it is to say that word without meaningful intent.

Free from what?: you may ask.

I don’t know. Myself? Selective desires? What I wanted for other people?

My love of this particular previous mode of life.

I can keep my love and desire anywhere.

Choice and temperance decides if I wilt.

I choose to keep some with you because I can.

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Hansel and Gretel breadcrumbed the path of the trail taken.

The coach benched the less adept players.

They were told that they were lucky to make the team at all.

Tuned in ghosts may be friendly, right Casper?

My vocabulary grows.

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Giggle. Howl fun it is to smile at what others assumed would wreck you.

Howl I laugh at myself until ’til I cry.

Howl strange it makes me feel efficacious.

Everyone can name a thing that or a person who

they want.

Can they evidence a pursuit of the want?

How long can their arms carry wood during the winter.

How much sun can their skin take from the summer?

Silly beast, did you think an invoice for work done would be presented?

Flatter your-being a little more. But,

do not flatter your-self.

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The junko flits about the porch upon which I sit.

I doubt s/he has a plan or a concern for my prescence.

S/he is

hungry enough. To naught,

care to hide.

Stellars’ Jays are more self-aware. They won’t come over.

They just look on from the apposite rooftop.

Both can fly.

I know you can run, but can you lift off?

Why taxi on a runway

when there are

highways and byways?

A hitchhiker and a driver.

There is romance to it,

if you survive.

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I know you are a bullet. Don’t make me dodge you.

Shoot to kill, huh.

Catch and release?

I am not endangered so don’t bother.

Shoot to wound?

Crueler and more unusual.

Taxi your own dermis first because your trophies are only relevant to you.

Are you a trophy in anybody else’s eyes?

They will clean you regularly and prominently display you.

They may continue to amass more trophies.

Devaluation of a trophy holder not a trophy.

Top Quotes from Foucault’s Pendulum by Umberto Eco

Umberto Eco became like a new Hermann Hesse to me, over the last two years.

I have only read Foucault’s Pendulum and On Literature, but these were undertakings filled with amazing rabbit holes.

I recently reread the pages of notes I took from Foucault’s Pendulum. A very hermetic-y work, at least to my unaffiliated eyes.

Here are my favorites.

Believe there is a secret and you will feel like an initiate. It costs nothing…to live as if there were a Plan.

To dismantle the world into two saraband of anagrams.

Le monde est fait pour aboutir a un livre (faux).

Tout se tient.

Books of diabolicals must not innovate.

Yearning for mystery. Initiation is learning never to stop.

The most powerful secret is a secret without content.

Foucault’s Pendulum

Umberto Eco, Author, Eco, Author, William Weaver, Translator Houghton Mifflin Harcourt (HMH) (656p) ISBN 978-0-15-132765-2. Trade edition.

Prosing

I see enough motion to let it hold me

still.

I hear enough sound to let it shut my mouth.

Choices made

Timely dummy.

A day spent in an automobile.

The free riff of the exhaust pipe of a car in front of you in

Traffic just makes want a smoke today.

I opt not.

Vaporization. No combustion like an engine.

Nicotine: grease stopping the grinding of gears.

Politics prattle, pressing patience, like so much blood into wine,

Sounds of it waft, as aromas, into my ears for sniff n’ smell.

Emerge from a news blackout to find your-self

A Stranger in a Strange Land;

yet, still, I feel like every-thing

I missed, while sleeping, slept, also.

So, Who is on first, yeah?

But, who is lucid?

Underwriting College Electorates

Glass blown to be exploded and recapitulated;

An album sleeve painted on a deadline;

The record of your time-frame.

A jewel-disc case

is resonant to a cassette; but,

it is not the book.

Provide an open-secret viz a viz a well-demarcated rabbit~hole.

Spray painted peri-

meter to warn that:

YOU FALL AT YOUR

OWN RISK.

own your risk.

Quote Like Song Lyrix Stuck in my Head

Eclecticism is self-defeating not because there is only one direction in which it is useful to move, but because there are so many: it is necessary to choose.

THE INTERPRETATION OF CULTURES: Selected Essays. Geertz, Clifford. Basic Books, Inc., Publishers. New York, 1973.

H.I.E. HO

Works worx.

It all works.

Rocks move themselves in a small dance.

He said: they form a semi-chorus line and do the can-can; but, you can only see it from

Aeroplanes.


“You fly?”

“Well, I went to flight school.”

“What was that like?”

“Well, I visited the campus.”


I smile. You endeared yourself to me.

Dreams are always loveable.

Always.

Full frontal impresario.

Trying to hard

To get it done.


Howl I can-can

relate.

Proof of I.D.

It is infinitely easy to identify with someone

(but not any-body?).

So you hate cool, swift breezes on hot days?

I don’t.


I leaf notes to future me.

Encryption ain’t the new

Steganographia.

They remind me to

Remember right.

Write.

This is a thread to me.


Leaves about a spine.

Fluttering

For no-one but page

turners.