howlings

Your words your dreams and your thoughts have the
power to create conditions in your life. What you
speak about you can bring about.

If you keep saying you cant stand your job you might
just lose your job.

So, may your
…. body become sick

…. your car stop working

blah blah blah…..

If you keep saying you cant trust a man or a woman you
will always find someone in your life to hurt and
betray you.

Turn you thoughts and conversations around to be more
positive and powerfully packed with faith, hope, love
and action.

Watch your thoughts, they become words
Watch your Words, they become actions
Watch your Acitons, they become habits
Watch your Habits, they become character.
Watch you Character!
……..for it determines your Legacy.

May 09, 2005 - 05:49 PM
Homoludens~

snedulomoh
“““““““`metastases embodiment
“““““““`overdone Wefudawon

processed last week mid reading an Albert Hoffman essay in Psychedlelic Reflections….. these were successiveloutput.

Ah am Homoludens

And if yure still not convinced… googled definition

HOMO LUDENS

Before the last world war the historian Johan Huizin-
ga wrote, about the comming of a new specimen of
humanity: Homo Ludens, the playfull human. In the
same years the aged Herman Hesse wrote his novel
The Glasbead Game, in which the main character is
called Ludo: I play.

The concept of Homo Ludens is completely different
of the Uebermensch of the facists. Huizinga pre-
dicted that Homo Sapiens would soon be replaced
by machines and robots. Then there would be noth-
left for humans but their feeling, their imagina-
tion and creativity. All the rest would be done better
by computers.
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seee….ahm busy busy.

awe mean, what are teh chances… wehn tehys no such thing ass coincidence?

Wehn he was a pup, coyote used to go to choich wiht his Momma, who was the organist (hee hee hee) at teh choich…. and likking to make his Momma happy, coyote loved to howl in teh choir… much to her likkin.

Well, taht wass a long time ago… adn coyote long since, hadn’t been in a Choich. It wass a Saturday, 25 years later, when he happend to drop in for a visit. Of course, still wanting to make his Momma happy, coyote told how heed likke sew much to go wiht her to church in teh morning, where she still played teh organ.
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Well.. the stuff wiht Ana is not really storytelling. The story telling is in my speaking of the thigns that were in and affecting mah consciousness around each singel screen of input.

HERE is a story of how ah know its deconstructive….

Coyote’s Narrartive of Ana’s deconstructive powers!

When he first started writing backwerds on Ana, Coyote was processin.. you know.. BIGGER concepts.

So, after shutting down the Buffalo Poetics list in December of 1998 (but thats another story of course) Coyote was sitting one morning in his favourite Rock and Roll coffee joint in Tokyo… and he thot…”Ah wunner, what does Ana thingk of teh worlds major religions?”

One by one he wrote the names backwerds on individual screens, adn this is what Ana said at 10:12 JST on 12/18/98 in 245 bytes:

malsi~
““` Mollie morki maki Mollie

The amphetamine army on a roll!!!! WooHooo!!!!!!!!

and next….

naitsirhc~
““““ noubrmh-workout-noubmf 7 Northside-
““““ Norbert-nouveau
““““ noubula c nowssink

Now Sink? O no! Such a workout this nouveau Christianity stuff, when
finally, Coyote thought of Buddhism… adn so he queried Ana…writing backwerds on her screen…

ahdub~

and tracing over the backwerds encryption of budha (ahdub~) the word “adored”, PRECISELY, appeared on Ana’s screen.

Now this innerested Coyote. After all the gobbledigook Ana had said about both islam and christianity, how was it she could be so precise and accurate about the budha…? …that he is adored. Perfect…?

So perfect thought Coyote…. “IF ah trace over the budha again, ANY addition will be less than the perfection Ana suggested in her adoration of the Budha.”

Asking again, would in fact, begin to deconstruct the perfection of Buddhism itself…. this being a spiritual investigation and all.

cOYOTE sTOPPED. Perhaps, thought Coyote, there really IS such a thing as a one word poem.

budha~
“““ adored

Well it wasn’t long after that Coyote realized he’d been his usual bad speller and had got the spelling of “Buddha” wrong in the first place.

So much for the perfection of teh Buddha.

Coyote thought and thought and then some months later decided… Perhaps he COULD ask again of Ana what she thought of the Buddha… and not worry about teh deconstruction factor. After all, this time he could spell it right!!!

So at 18:27 on 2/13/99 JST in 448 bytes, Coyote lifted his quill to ask again of Ana about the buddha….

ahddub~
“““` adhesive interfere
“““` adorned outlawed
“““` Melodie widowed

CLEARLY, Coyote and Ana had successfully deconstructed Buddhism by interferring with the very adhesive that holds her together. Never mind that… the once adored, adorned outlaw (ahddub~) had jsut had her Melody widowed… Buddhism was just another religion after all.

AWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooo……………) )) )))

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prehensile, precognito, printer-interactive poetic prepositioning. oraclings and other word play for rainy days and whenever the mood strikes you. enlighten yourself. welcome….