Mile Marker Zion
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Mile Marker Zion
and suddenly there was this nothing...
...a blank canvas as if el mingo once was, or was he ever?
there's no proof. he has vanished like invisible ink.
el mingo? really? are you sure..?
...a blank canvas as if el mingo once was, or was he ever?
there's no proof. he has vanished like invisible ink.
el mingo? really? are you sure..?
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- stilltrucking
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Geez Cec I don't know what to say
I been there done that
A couple of times
Nothing to do with all this but if mingo don't mind me chewing the cud with ya on his board.
I been thinking about the last punches me and mingo swapped it was something about me calling him out on it is all about pussy.
He is probably twice the man I am, and a father too. I am sure he must know more about women than I do.
I said women have their secretes too, something to do with his tagline, I really liked that tag line, something about thin ice in the shadows.
Mingo my good man I hope you just got bored with all the posts and replies. I hope you achieved them. Some sweet stuff you posted. But I remember yabyum wrote a action poem in reply to one of Firecrackers, I kept asking him for about five years to please post it again. But he said he never saved any of the stuff from litkicks, and everything he wrote there was spontaneous. That used to be the spirit of the place, or at least the spirit of action poetry.
We got GO, but to tell you the truth it has lost something for me with out wireman's posts. He got the first word down.
hope all is well
and there will be more to come
I been there done that
A couple of times
Nothing to do with all this but if mingo don't mind me chewing the cud with ya on his board.
I been thinking about the last punches me and mingo swapped it was something about me calling him out on it is all about pussy.
He is probably twice the man I am, and a father too. I am sure he must know more about women than I do.
I said women have their secretes too, something to do with his tagline, I really liked that tag line, something about thin ice in the shadows.
Mingo my good man I hope you just got bored with all the posts and replies. I hope you achieved them. Some sweet stuff you posted. But I remember yabyum wrote a action poem in reply to one of Firecrackers, I kept asking him for about five years to please post it again. But he said he never saved any of the stuff from litkicks, and everything he wrote there was spontaneous. That used to be the spirit of the place, or at least the spirit of action poetry.
We got GO, but to tell you the truth it has lost something for me with out wireman's posts. He got the first word down.
hope all is well
and there will be more to come
I heard it said only today.. something like do not judge lest you be judged. so i will only ramble as truck just did...
sorry, el mingo, for the fire that burned all that writing... nothing but ashes and they smell... nothing like the real thing.
sorry, el mingo, for the fire that burned all that writing... nothing but ashes and they smell... nothing like the real thing.
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- silent woman
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That is what I love about you mtmynd
You never judge anyone
sincerely
still trucking et al
You never judge anyone
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sincerely
still trucking et al
If you can't give me love and peace, Then give me bitter fame. — Akhmatova.
Free Rice
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Whoa guys, whoa. My wiping the slate clean didn't have much of anything to with anything that had been said except by me. Jack, I didn't know I was trading punches with ya over the pussy remarks. Most of what I wrote on that All Google thread was spontaneous on my part. But that doesn't relieve me of the responsibility for having said them. I had a good time with the thread & I don't have my back up over anything anyone else said there at anytime. Just a bit disappointed with myself over some things I said there & decided to blow the whole thing to the back of beyond & let the coyotes pick the bones. That's their job & better them than me. As far as women go, Jack, I enjoy their company. Always have. I agree with ya 'bout the Go thread. I didn't know anything about jam expression 'til I met Mark. I jam with him & judioz on tribes. I see you over there sometimes too. Hey mt, time to light a new fire. And thanks to the both of you.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
- stilltrucking
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You probably were not punching mingoI didn't know I was trading punches with ya
It is all in my mind over here
You are not responsible for what I say when your pixels hit my retina and mosey up to my brain.
But you know that
I spent a life time oblivious to my body.
And for the longest time women were just men with teats.
I enjoy their company too
But I am crazy
I wish I had experienced the full catastrophe
Just as well
I have become addicted to my solitude
I could never live with anyone again.
- stilltrucking
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But that doesn't relieve me of the responsibility for having said them.
Love has no shame
I don't delete nothing no more
She says she was not calling me out on that
saying I was trying to hide
This my fucking extistential strip tease, I am responsible for every obsidian word I have thrown like a brick.
But I will take comfort in the fact that Jesus shed his sacred blood for mysins. Lord knows I have shed my own for them
You deleted some good stuff mingo.
I wish I had saved more of it
all I got now are those dark waters in that well
we stare into that darkness
too long
and it stares back
bad shit acid and nietzsche
I may burn in hell
I don't know
But I take responsibility for every hurtful word I have spoken here.
and that little wheel turns by the fire and rod
and everytime the wheels go around on my motor pickle
I cover a little new ground
I see a mile marker coming up
mile marker zion
it is alway just ahead or behind or right here and now.
good to see you still posting
I thought it was some thing I said
You are kind mingo
- stilltrucking
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bad shit acid and nietzsche
am I dropping names
sometimes a good shit is all we need
I never deleted all those posts of mine because of any shame
It was more a suicidal gesture of despair. It was like a death wish.
Not so much do I regret deleting my inanities but I deleted some beautiful posts by other people
Oh well
It was all a woman's fault.
What would some men do without a woman to blame for all their woes.
am I dropping names
sometimes a good shit is all we need
I never deleted all those posts of mine because of any shame
It was more a suicidal gesture of despair. It was like a death wish.
Not so much do I regret deleting my inanities but I deleted some beautiful posts by other people
Oh well
It was all a woman's fault.
What would some men do without a woman to blame for all their woes.
- stilltrucking
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I am glad I manage to saved some of Googlebot,
about six pages worth
I am pretty death obsessed
I am not sure if that is special or not
Probably not.
Delete away for whatever reason or for no reason mingo just keep on scribbling
I am so lost
six hard drives in rotation
silicon documents
so slick
slip right off my finger tips
mostly gig a bytes of gibberish
giggerish
What little I can keep track of is on studio eight.
I greatly appreciate
What studio eight has given me.
But I know about transience.
Even the mountains come and go
But I will still have the view from mingo's mountain
![Image](http://www.geocities.com/silentwoman67/mingomountain.jpg)
about six pages worth
I am pretty death obsessed
I am not sure if that is special or not
Probably not.
Delete away for whatever reason or for no reason mingo just keep on scribbling
I am so lost
six hard drives in rotation
silicon documents
so slick
slip right off my finger tips
mostly gig a bytes of gibberish
giggerish
What little I can keep track of is on studio eight.
I greatly appreciate
What studio eight has given me.
But I know about transience.
Even the mountains come and go
But I will still have the view from mingo's mountain
![Image](http://www.geocities.com/silentwoman67/mingomountain.jpg)
Nazz, I think I might know what you mean - its like from one moment to the next, nothing's changed but something is different. "Mile Marker Zion" I liked that one, Jack. You could write a whole library on those three small words and I'm going to keep them in mind. In fact, that's what I want to name this thread if you don't mind. Cecil, you're right, not too fast & not too slow. A good steady heat. Once in awhile though we're gonna ride the wind and let her roar.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
Saturday 2/21, 2009
444 a.m.
If, while taking a first sip of coffee, I happen to think of whales in the Antarctic or killer chimps in east Africa or a colony of microbes evolving on the lens surface of my right eye, are these things thoughts? And how many neurons had to fire for these things to blossom in my brain only to dissipate like smoke immediately upon forming? Was it caused by something or only a point in a line whose cause happened before I or anyone was born or does it matter? Is it possible to inhabit zero without changing the nature of zero?
Mene, Mene, Tekel, Upharsin
Dollar, Dollar, Quarter, Dime
Metaphor. The ship plows the sea. Figures of speech. Symbolic representation. This kind of activity is practiced only by the living.
As far as anyone knows, that is. Metaphor, to cross or bear across, a transfer, from the Greek. My sixth grade teacher opened a new window in my world one day by spreading a map of Greece on the wall and talking about its history. It blew my still forming mind to discover how many English words were loaners from the Greek. Which opened my mind to language. An expansion. A spreading out.
It's what the living do.
444 a.m.
If, while taking a first sip of coffee, I happen to think of whales in the Antarctic or killer chimps in east Africa or a colony of microbes evolving on the lens surface of my right eye, are these things thoughts? And how many neurons had to fire for these things to blossom in my brain only to dissipate like smoke immediately upon forming? Was it caused by something or only a point in a line whose cause happened before I or anyone was born or does it matter? Is it possible to inhabit zero without changing the nature of zero?
Mene, Mene, Tekel, Upharsin
Dollar, Dollar, Quarter, Dime
Metaphor. The ship plows the sea. Figures of speech. Symbolic representation. This kind of activity is practiced only by the living.
As far as anyone knows, that is. Metaphor, to cross or bear across, a transfer, from the Greek. My sixth grade teacher opened a new window in my world one day by spreading a map of Greece on the wall and talking about its history. It blew my still forming mind to discover how many English words were loaners from the Greek. Which opened my mind to language. An expansion. A spreading out.
It's what the living do.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
I woke up this morning
to the notion of slyvia plath
giving up on pinning bees to the wall
& fleeing the butterflies
in her oscar wilde volkswagon
I wonder where she is now
& if there is snow
and is the sun tall enough yet
to give shadows to the trees?
to the notion of slyvia plath
giving up on pinning bees to the wall
& fleeing the butterflies
in her oscar wilde volkswagon
I wonder where she is now
& if there is snow
and is the sun tall enough yet
to give shadows to the trees?
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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