kill your computer

with the near death of an alter ego we usher in the spring, 'remember everything Spring can bring...'
the computer is yet another tool, perhaps a conscious state. good or not we try to make some headway. leering raining joking. wondering. always wondering. when the internet character angrezi signed off last week a part of him took root in me. dreams rocked by aggression and adventure. God or gods are often perceived as having this desire to fight for fun and self assertion. fully good.

O seems to, in a short 2 months, show signs he us pretty much devoted to the status quo. even some distasteful attempts at humor as of late. change in packaging perhaps.

I amaze myself at times by my unintentional chameleon-like abilities. I can survive anywhere. madness hath no sway over the man that fear it not (origional). but alas I have taken a new identity once more. my hair is short. I had two job interviews today. knocked the socks off one, I must say. middling performance on the second, the less desirable of the two.

how facebook is absorbing me into itsmostly illusory fold

As the massive wave and crest of humanity rises, so do lives of all sorts of people and everything else, the trends, the internet. the foggy world between thought and somehow still composed of light, and thought and imagination if it is to be considered separate. souls that are fragmentary parts of me and vice versa, that live yet many I will not be in flesh form. Some I would really like to see in flesh form.

I may stay here in this state of my birth. I have an interview friday, and a message on another contractor's machine. this beautiful swamp and beachland may allow us to stay after all. Time to cut the locks it seems, what few lengths are left. Tonight my hair and body is powdered with the pulp of Oak trees. ozone, and sweat. a good days work is essential. a beautiful hawk circled over my head a few times as I raked and shoveled chips. I could make out the individual wing feathers on the underside. Later, on the way home J and I saw a pair of bald eagles circling high, right on the way home