Rest in a place of uncaring
Surrender to the call of napping
Flail in your sleep with abandon
Grab at familiar handles
Basic functions are a luxury
Planets are moving involuntarily
Appliances waken automatically
Collect these moments in memory
The year sluffs off all around you
Gather all the deadened units
Make a pyre in a ring of iron
Send it all to the heavens
[Traditional]
an took off from isseff
itta bin pre-decide it
who be leffin d'duss
d'ones who suffer d'mos
an dey lidda ones
by Missy
beyond unattractiveness
what are repercussions for the
mind and other limbs?
these parts radiate from the loin
these thighs cradle all life
or not, but they inhabit this
architecture cultural physical
template but what of a mind
imagining itself wobbling at
the top of a crumpled stem
or wholistically unwhole
What about arms that have
strategically surrendered to
over and under working
and life-extending poisons
Let it be the legs that go
last let me cling to the
capacity to run away
to die while seeking freedom
Comical scenes come to
mind for example if blind
earnest, yet flattened by
a car, which reminds all
The rest of us of where
we are, that some liberties
cannot should not be.
Only the mind can flee.
Ayre Fromme-Diaz
Sure they use coffins their bodies are human-sized
And they go in the ground everybody cries
But who decorates a casket like a fancy cake
Parades it in the streets along with fist shakes
This is what they appear to do in their culture
We on the other hand would only act that way
If somebody kept killing our families or gays
And we wanted to send a message of both
Love and rage grief and exasperation
But i've never seen it happen in our nation
In Mexico they'll make a big show for the
Funeral but if you can't pay your remains
May be replaced by the next guey and
May even be on display in a bone pile
Invisible from the North American aisle
The more you explore exotic continents
Listen to sentences with few consonants
One finds it's also just the same: humans
Stuck in a box culture history war place
Or freedom deconstructionism outer space
Ayre Fromme-Diaz
having expended energy, there is a result
i've been heated down to my sparkly remains
i am ready to be consumed directly
my face and my facade have fallen apart
self-referentiality sings into a void
narcissus sees the lovely water, but that's all
girth of Milky Way = 140x < my debris field
who is even speaking now i can't say
wouldn't you know anxiety alone survives
Chamatilly
maybe you're too complicated now for the sun's direct rays
they bring you finally into overrated shelter
but it's a confusing and confounding place of artificial darkness
and metaphoric light and shade this isn't how nature was made
they bring you in to tell your story for you
they bring you in because they think you'll finally fit in a box
and who could stand to watch your body molder where it drops
they bring you in to pay your debt to a hole in the ground
did you dream of animals that drag themselves to a
final sounding place did you admire their agency
the clarity of their version of filling emptiness
was there a window where a life could pass by
instead of before your eyes did you allow them to take you
safely to their own imagined wigwams in the sky
they brought you indoors to die in order to manage the process
maybe it was your plan all along to disappear on a palanquin
after promising your organs to the crows and the scorpions
If you're looking for silver
I'd direct you to the center
of the cloud, not its perimeter
and if you're finding
your happy lining
it's just because the sun is shining
once in a wood
a poet couldn't see
the moon for a tree
that seemed to glow from within
a silver glow second only to the sun
a light that night cannot darken
that's why an irreligious lunatic
can be so optimistic
and savage nature so idyllic
Ayre Fromme-Diaz
To begin, select the >Batch function, which will assign the same foundational DOR setting to All Living Jans. You may select from foundational settings such as vague acquaintance, acquaintance, buddy, friend, lover, family (all permutations), family (all blood), family (nuclear), or none (your setting will default to the foundational DOR setting of the individual Jans with whom you will interact). Selecting "none" signals that you are willing to comply equally with any of the foundational settings that another Jan may have chosen.
Before finalizing your selection, reflect on how each of these choices as a foundational DOR for All Living Jans will affect your trajectory. You must also take into account the likelihood of other Jans' DOR choices aligning with yours.
For example, can you realistically expect that the foundational DOR selected by other Jans, even those whom you have never met, will align with your "family (nuclear)" election? You might think it would be great for everyone to be your parent, sister, or brother, but what level of compliance can you realistically expect? How likely is it that other Jans will also have chosen "family (nuclear)" as their foundational DOR?
Next, select the >Filter function, which can batch select subgroups of Jans for assignment of group DOR settings.
Choose a group. Some of these are coworkers, neighbors, service workers, and imaginary Jan friends.
Next, assign your preferred DOR setting to that group. Do the same for each of the other groups. Remember that if you do not choose a setting, the DOR will default to the setting chosen by any other Jan with whom you might interact.
If neither of you has chosen a setting, you are on your own with the limited skills of communication and empathy that your average Jan can muster. For DOR related emergencies, do not contact MPS. Call your local emergency services number directly.
Once you have entered conflict mode with another Jan, your option to elect DOR settings manually will not be available. Please allow the technician to access your Filter of Loathing panel and make the appropriate adjustment to your master settings. These settings will remain in effect until you have updated your foundational and group DOR settings in the app.
At this time, no individual DOR settings are available for election through the app. Selection of individual DORs must be negotiated per pre-MPS guidelines, and no support can be provided for these primitive transactions.
For these and many more reasons, MPS strongly suggests setting all groups and subgroups, including your actual nuclear family, to the "acquaintance" DOR level by simply electing the "acquaintance" DOR as your foundational DOR setting.
Within the "acquaintance" foundational DOR setting panel, you may select from three modes: acquaintance (default), acquaintance (trusted), or acquaintance (red flag).
The foundational "acquaintance (default)" DOR setting is designed to ensure lasting, dependable, and uninterrupted collaboration with all other Jans no matter their group, subgroup, or elected DOR settings. You will experience virtually no production shutdowns due to emotional imbalance, abstract allegiances, biological coupling, unplanned pregnancies, or STIs.
She notices two tiny K males ready for combat. Their tails are raised and curled back over their heads. The cool, shadowy grove seems an unlikely place for tensions to build.
Feeling bored, Missy decides to take a side, to see if she can force a duel and then influence the outcome. There were far too many male Ks in the Chanklands. She would only ever need one, if any.
Soaring in a tight circle, she reflects on which of the males is most irritating to her. Then she chooses the one she would least like to eat as the loser. His left brachiopatagium is discolored, perhaps from salt water. "Did you ever stop to think about how your opponent is feeling?" she asks him.
He cannot respond, and he doesn't know where the question is coming from because Missy is speaking to him with her mind only.
"You think he deserves your wrath, but did you ever look yourself in the mirror?"
The fighter Missy's chosen as the winner, and perhaps her future sex toy, has sensed an advantage. He hasn't even bared his claws or teeth. Instead, he regurgitates the sloppy, stinking remains of three pilgrim scouts onto loser's face.
"Imagine the kind of pain he must be feeling, the stress he must be under, to disrespect you that way. You know, life is all about choices. You can give into your shameful anger and start another fight (why do you always get into fights?), or you can turn around and walk away right now. You have choices today."
Missy's loser actually internalizes her message and turns to walk away. This arrogance enrages Missy's winner, who feels that he who holds the high ground is he who can bravely be the ass kicker, not the one who self-righteously declines to fight.
Missy's winner chomps onto the end of the loser's tail and drags a couple of teeth along it deep enough to crush a row of keratinoid scaling, a mark that will heal but not disappear.
Missy's loser turns reflexively, baring three rows of teeth and a fiercely aromatic hiss.
"You're going to let him push your buttons? Tell me. Is this what you want your life to be like? Blundering from one conflict to another? Is this how you want to spend the remaining time you have on the surface? Why are you always searching for trouble? Can't you just leave this one alone?"
Missy's loser is not able to take in the last of these thought messages because Missy's winner has buried his teeth in loser's ear basket and also the corner of his eye, so there is a lot of emotional and electronic static in the connection due to this world-class pain event.
"It's ok man. You know, at least you are dying honorably. And it's karma, right? You have to admit. You had this coming. In these last few moments, forget about the teeth in your eye. This is you time. Think about, for example, how you will explain your path of self-destruction to LaMthyuh."
it won't get better with time
fact is
you're living in tomorrow fool
you're living in tomorrow fool
Train from a brick house starts as a
choir singing or a trapped fly
then you're
shaking and you wonder why
shaking and you wonder why
morning train you can go on
to the shadow of the sun
where they're
still asleep and wanting none
still asleep and wanting none
I reject mathematics
I know it's not interesting for you, and it really is beneath your dignity to be expected to follow a regimen of daily study in
It's not that I'm lazy or uninterested or too good for mathematics, darling. I say I reject them. Mathematics. Algebra. Physics. I reject them, I say! I don't even count when I'm playing music or dancing la dance. You are right, numeric pursuits, no matter how abstract, are beneath us all. They are crude attempts at representing no more than a pitiful few parlor tricks of nature.
Of course your experience of nature and of existence is inerrant and eminent and
And oh yes I know, peppermint. Please stop it. I'm just trying, perhaps poorly, to express the availability, the accessibility of these concepts and far more, simply by living a life of nirvanic mindfulness. And that such a life is the only way to truly understand nature, which is not made of laws, but of love.
Missy was actually beginning to doubt her own sanity, her grasp on reality, and she knew that there must be an experience, a foundation, that she could call reality and that, regardless of all the gaslighting that the court and the courtiers could produce, this perception, knowledge, understanding would be and must be the foundation for all thought and action going forward, but most of all, it would create a lovely opportunity for a nap.
Phyliss [trans.]
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