Downloading A Kiss Without Contact

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I was
just
one eighth
of
an inch when
a sharp spark went
                       
             Between     

°>°||||  =÷=  ||||°

                                Our  LIPS……

                                          VVVVV
                  VV                   VVVV
                   VV                 VVV
                     VVVVVVVVVV
                      VVVV      VV
                        VV          V
                         V

It was an analog download

       ||||•||||•|||•|||•||||||•|||||•|||||||•|||||•||||||•|||

From
             Her
                          Binary LIPS

*-*-*-*——01011001001110110111–

OF

LOVE.

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Avert Your Hearing

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Huh?
Whassthat
        Souuuuuundd?
I am blinded by her light!!
But…
What’s that
                        souuuund?-

I hear a knock-out brunette…
is coming this way
And you can hear her body
jiggling,
  the leather jacket creaking,
   the blouse caressing,
    her necklace swinging,
     her 6 inch heels jabbing,

I say, “avert!”
(Heh heh)

Avert your nostrils from filling with:

Coconut body wash,
Cherry lip balm,
  Honey shampoo from hair swaying and
  falling over warm
   cleavage that sproings and the sound
    of sweat eeking from skin
     aromas like life, fawn dusk and lime
           juice

Avert your ears!
Oh… her voice is

breathing,
                         SIIIIGHING,
Now-
             laughing,
deeper voice
                         like
Lindsay
                Lohaaaan
Haaahh
                   Or better yet
Lauren
              SauCy
                             Becall
Breath like wine
And
Breasts like the barber lady
Who cuts
Your hair longer
                              AND
Stands just close
Enough
For an
Incidental brush-by
                                     that
Isn’t exactly an accident

You wonder though
                                     And
Picture
Her
Smile

-s.S

   

Q and A

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Have you ever wanted to erase ever word you have ever said?

Have you ever wanted to speak a lot of “other” things after their old in order to dillute the old soup of YOU?

Are people who talk a lot forgettable?

Why am I asking?

To ask?

To confess?

Will I say?

-S.s

Too Too

Its too too much
If
Your dad is your preacher and friend and father and teacher and he talks and talks and talks and preaches and talks
And doesn’t listen
Except to respond to
Tell you tell you tell you and
Not very-ever ask you a question about anything in humilty
But just
Tells stories
Says how it is
Says how it
Is
Says how
It is and not how it was
Who you were
Who he was

Just

Now now now now now
Now
NOW
No wow
No wow
I’m not impressed
I’m buttress
I’m fortress
I’m bored

A conversation needs breaks, boredom needs wakes

Always talking is flakey
Flakey
Flakey
Flakey
Flakey

Drive
Ing
Me
Cray
Zee

So

    I go to the basement to breathe
Does it
Work?

Yesindeed!!!

Ruroh

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This is my impression. Not my impersonation of myself. Not an incantation to myself. Not self reflection. Flux with direction, yes. But not my best… or worst…

    A selfie- is it selfish? What is the shelflife of a selfie?
Like
Shellfish.

Blah!

Schlim schlam schlazoo talk

Up above.
Adam Sandler would goobledee goo and hidlee hay… it infected my indigestion to hear.

Along with Beowulf seated in for Senior year…

So:

“A hidle er hay hee hoo”

Nonsensical?

Idk
Umm

Darkhorse Comics

I live 5 minutes walk from Darkhorse comics.

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I made this improvised “Bitstrip”.

I am an Underhero myself, which means I am DISABLED… rarely so… and I have other super strengths in place of loss.

Joni Earekson Tada is a quadripiligic who can point with a brush in her mouth.
(I’ve become aware that there are copyright laws in using other’s photos.
So as of NOW, Thanksgiving, I need to ask permision or buy permission because I geek conscious I need to photo myself into my own game, fortune or… well, its just cool to make my own photo. I have eyes, right?)

So look up  “Joni Tada art”

I may meet her if my art appeals with my audience, at least in the Spirit of Jesus to live through challenge… if not FTF.

I don’t like travel though. She cannot walk and travels all over. I can barely walk after 2 foot surgery. Both feet. And Rare blood conditions, I can walk but prefer to be still. And talk. Others prefer not to talk as much as me. I find where I fit. I talk the walk. Paint the walk. Just don’t want be in a wok of pain. Uh. Eh.

I got the phrase “Eh” from someone named Jordyn. She writes “Eh” for ug.
June should meet Jordyn. Jordyn has FOP and is a Lady Soldier, a fine person and follows Jesus too. She turns 18 next year. She likes fashion.

Okay…

So, my bit strip

How to Bob Ross it…

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Take a photo

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See a picture, make a picture

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I add horizons, this is hilly female shapes and landscapes over manly trees

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Not complete without two people here.
I like paints with hints of people.
Not strictly cartoon.
Not strictly Egon Schiele.
Not totally realistic.
Accomplished lazily thru malaise and inspired by deep griefs I plumb in my body.

Its incidental and disciplined.
Like me.

I hope you

I hope you like it.

Be incidental not accidental. Or ignore that if it sounds dumb. Ha ha ha

Have a good day, audience.
Boys and girls.
Happy Little Trees…
And fish too.

I need to call Stanley my fish.
Because he is one.

Bye !
(Nom Stay)

No Nom… you can go…

S.s website update

I cannot load up “comments” option.
To all who comment, I see your comments. Thanks. So I will fix it soon.
Then I can backtalx to your text.
Super. I’m glad we had this talk… in text… and maybe we can once again “not see” eachother soon…

P.s If you need to see me, that would be weird. I’m not here.

P.S.s (You are there)

Als.So…

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One round of Janoflux AKA Yay-boo

Janoflux ON

Janoflux round 1

Grandma came over for Thanksgiving
Yay
in a hearse
Boo!

That she bought me
Yay!
And made me get in the back
Boo!

To play dead
Yay
And she locked me in the casket
Boo!

Round 2?
Yay
Another time
Boo!!

Ok

Janoflux round two. Fight!

Born in the foothills of Tennessee
Yay
Gave birth to himself when he was only three
Boo
Daveyyy!
Yay
Davey Crockett
Boo

King
Yay
Of the wild frontier
Boo!

Janoflux OFF

The Dyslex Unisect Shoeline

Both shoes are right.
And
Trip your sense of function.

Slogan:

“The Right Way To Walk”

AKA

“Lacksenses”

Deeper meaning: None

Purpose: Illustrate absurdity.

Humor level of this post:

Left of center and straight down.

Judges:

0.6  0.0  0.0  10.0  3.14

Fifth judge is me.
Pie-high.

Sorry.

Message Machine 2.0

Facebook is to email
What
Voicemail is to telephones

Email is faster at Instant Message
And
Slower at private message

I don’t give a shit about twitter
Who has an “untarget” audience?

Following me?

So I say things on facebook
Where Catholics have confession
                                                   only
I
Confess my griefs and triumphs

FTF has become an intimacy of intrusiveness with no escape

The
Generation gap is Facebook

A
New blue in red white and blue communication

The machines are STILL not as
Technologically advanced as the human brain

But

Its a handy social crutch
Like a safe “fire poker” at the hearth
Or
A versatile wormhole system to realize
en vivo worldwide communication
Comfortably

Because my CELL PHONE itself helps me think productively,
I have it often
For 911
For calls
For Emails
For text
For Movies
For You Tube
For… Facebook
For PM, IM
And etc
And etc
And etc
And etc

Driving me nuts

How about a cell phone service ethics manual?

1. Don’t message at dinner
2.
3.

Anyone- Do you know IF THIS HAS BEEN DONE?

If no, WRITE IT. MAKE A BUNDLE.
ENTREPRENEUR IT-
I am not motivated.

I wish I could be paid to blog these ideas of mine as source material. I research topics with a Jeffersonian approach-
Ease of suffering.
I don’t see the point of being on computer away from my family without compensation.

I’m obsessed with working.

My own morale has me feeling guilty that though my voice is appreciated,
Every hour on it
Is an hour away
From her, but I am stuck at home recuperating from chronic illness
Its better to blog and have tylenol
      Than
To be on methadone 100%
But with this titan pain, if I was supervised
I would try it to be sure
I know morphine for me in not addictive
Facebook affects my seratonin

So in conclusion, would you rather have to have drugs, or people
As
A way to deal with pain?
I think people can be a pain
Drugs can be a friend
Should people take drugs for the sole purpose of coping with family?
My family
Give purpose
To my pain

To be continued?