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.

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.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

seee….ahm busy busy.

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.

Next mornin, coyote noticed taht alla teh faces had changed, even his Momma’s but teh choich looked pretty much teh same… a WONDER FULL, BEAUTY FULL, point on teh circle. Coyote was happy to be doing this humbrage*

Coyote sat on one side o teh choich, and all the gentle, soft skinned, older, farmer folk wiht smilin happy faces sat on teh other side. Everybody smiled and wass kind wiht each other. It wass a glorious morning. Coyote’s Momma beamed, adn coyote was hisself none too proud.

About half way thru teh meeting, the man at teh front, tokkin from teh podium sugjested everyone turn in there books to teh day’s special reading… witch turned out to be none other than teh wine, women adn song… gaping maw of Hell, tokk!

“You’ll find Jeremiah, Chapter Five, verses (blah blah to blah blah), on page 666″.

Suddenly, alt flickered and coyote rote carefully backwerds on Ana…

eniw
nemow
gnos~
“““““““jaws inwar enrich

Witch…. made purrfect sentence to coyote’s enriched agnostic gnostic unraveallin!

Ah mean, look at it… wine, women, gnos

tic tic tic….

Sew lissen down…. tehys more….

Coyote, traced over the same backwerds written “wine women song” a second time, adn Ana added…

eniw
nemow
gnos~
“““““““joins nanos enw

Eat seems tehy isss hope for teh end o teh war aft oil, alt teh sayme…. nano-technologically speekin, taht iss.

*At 19:01 PST on 3/8/05 in 348 bytes
d^^ coyote wrote:

egarbmuh~
“““““““““““ foodstuf goodness foraging

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……………) )) )))

d^^