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Pinkerton – Journal 11/25/17

It’s crazy to think that I’ve been doing these journals for 8 months already. That’s a lot of life chronicled cryptically. So, it’s a lot of poetry I’ve had to write to keep up with it all. I’ve been coming up with collections of themes lately, and compiling these as poetry collections to have on retainer. It seems it might be more useful to have this stuff out there and ready to fire instead of scrambling to figure out a production as I go along.

So far, there’s quite a few ideas out there a...

Tearing the Fabric

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/25; 1/800; ISO-400; 205mm. 12/23/2017 2:07 PM.

When the airplane tilted, I was staring down a network the likes of which I never knew, and I thought it was pretty cool.

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Repeat

Casual loops
Paradoxes
We’ve seen this before
Like we were in a cinema

Experience tempers
What we didn’t have before

Moxie
Bravery

Confidence

It is in these
Baptizing fires

Of nitrocellulose
Burning in their reels

That we emerge
As a phoenix from a dove

We were great before
Now we rise beyond even

That title which marks
Us legendary

Scorching flames leaving
Scars on the feathers

We leave behind the pain

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Learn

Now you get up
And you go home
You nurse your wounds
And try to hone

What you missed before
In the skills aquired

Something went wrong
But we know what it was

We can make use of
This lesson offered hard
Lest the scars be wasted

Like tattoos you mark
The wounds from losing

A cycle’s begun
And it can’t be stopped

You’re destined to
Never give up
And to always
Keep going

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Hotline Spikes – Journal 11/22/17

Well, friends, this is the next push. Another bout of net neutrality bullshit. Can we stop doing this and give the internet cables of the world Title II connection already? It’s not July anymore, and there’s another battle here.

First: a couple of messages to a randomly selected group of men, bearing absolutely no relation to each other whatsoever.

Ajit Pai: go fuck yourself, you cowardly, easily-bribed, lying prick. You’d likely sell out your sister for the change in my pocket. Which, I don’...

Fail

Didn’t work
Another mark slashed
And burned
Like marks on exams

You missed
Wrong
Try again
Next time

You fell hard
In the dust
Of others
And pummeled
By acid
As the try bursts
Apart

But you tried

Scars marking the time
You rolled up sleeves
Put up your dukes
And got beat down

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Experiment

With a strip of chemicals
In one hand and caution
Being thrown to the wind

We’ve anchored safeguards
And all we can do is see
If this attempt can be

What we thought it’d be
See if we made something
Great

It’ll take time
And resources
And constance

But this is an idea
And we’re moving on it
To see if we can do it

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Mt Baldy from Brook’s Bridge

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/32; 1/125; ISO-400; 48mm. 10/21/2017 5:03 PM.

I didn’t remember how vast the mountains were near my hometown.

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Red Men

Walking through streets
Of people strolling
In the grey among
The red that marks pain

The red that tinges
Others and calls attention
To their struggle
Or “unique” experiences

Red when you bleed
Under the hand of abuse
Or red when the bruises
On your mind resurface

Everyone bleeds from grey
But the redder the better
And the better the deader
Striving to be what we all

Wish to be

A deathwish of envy
For those bleeding more
Experiencing more
Than us who are grey

But who’s to say your grey
Isn’t...

Quad Skating on Mountain Highways – Journal 11/19/17

I don’t roller skate as well as I used to. Within 10 minutes of showing up to the roller rink for a college event, I fell directly onto my ass hard enough to register on the richter scale. Which is fine. I didn’t need an intact pelvis anyways. All it did really was limit my capacity to lay down and sit at certain angles. Such as when driving for long periods of time. Lesson learned? Maybe not. A pair of inline skates sounds pretty good right now.

I have other things on mind, too. Actually goi...