I ran into all any man in his right mind, at 77,
may take as my peace,
made, not earned,
used shiny keys,
fully functional,
- used to defuse confused war loyalties
- spiritually de re ligimating unlegitimating
- locking try by first reaction, feel
- peaceable, if launched, real
- easily entreated, sublime
- breathe, smell taste test
It is just what the doctor ordered, manufactured
consent, the matrix, is mental, same rate of consume
balance
on compute it takes
to imagine me
doing this
when wound
tight, and loosed
spinning spiral inneracting
in all its military ways, he can do
what he did,
snap
from any where, since ARPA went Defensive
and swallowed our core reason, Isaiah calls,
all involved
in believing the God, who gave us
hands, gave us minds that can
use hands, and use
both qwertywise
whole bodies
of like minded children
to become, faithful reproductions
of the average child, perfectly average, born
where all children are above average
in Lake Woebegone,
too lowly
by degrees
life is different north of me
mind space, mud on y'face,
back off,
demazed leave taken, my life
to make up, redeeming waited ages,
as I read along, taking my time
to account,
Why did I not try
to sell, not as much fear
of rejection, but warning
from Kenworthy,
can you believe that, that, guy was a Marine,
clerk typist, in Vietnam, in 1968, football
scholar, played with Roger Staubach;
AI say, ain't so, you remember a lie wrong
Kenworthy is and maybe was, a lying spirit,
y'gotta try guys with war stories,
and lying spirits, worshipping
in full on make believe,
serve, and die.
Pretending to have been, and being
as with any lie, defended, long enough,
all pride pledged to defend any story told;
this is why we always hate, we learn,
aha, we watch haters hating, we learn,
Naked Jungle, run away, live alive ever learning
what would you ask for on earth, that you may,
you know,
you may picture your whole reality,
you can think and try to think and do, at once,
it may be as good as I could be, but only as much
as there are no records that prove Kenworthy real,
but his Staubach connect crossing links,
to the recluse who created Catcher in the Rye fans,
Kenworthy, told me, he threw rocks, at J.D.
Now, as I was fishing for a verification see,
I came upon on a lie I believed, that I learn,
looking up Staubach, the timing, ain't right,
so, maybe Kenworthy played same high school,
no, Staubach was New Mexico Military Institute,
yeh, Kenworthy woulda bragged about that,
so. What if a person, seeming sane in every way,
so common it is a story arcing trope, in every way
so wondering, once, level, fundamental every way
silly wishings things were become thinkable, now
blessed peace, thunk war weary, peaceable answer,
San Diego Hollenstein, warrior ready, sent
to Switzerland,
with his silver wings and green beret
-- not in this reality,
this is really science, confictional precepts,
certain things seldom are
certain other things always are
certain choices occur alwise been
we wu wei iching trusting maybe so am big as us is
It should be fun to be old, not stupid, in a world,
not stupid, sharing a tool unimaginable, a mere century ago.
While musing, I tried a memory I had of a story I was told, and found, with an appropriate, got me chuckle, the whole thing was a deranged person reinventing himself, inside the bubble of all I knew at the time, that's a lesson.