Friday, May 22, 2015

Fledermaus v. Bird.




Die Fledermaus is Das Gefängnis.












































2^2*11*373.



I'm just a prisoner of Love.




                                                            2^2.






                                                               11.



                                                               373.





On CIA, on NSA, on Donner, und Blitzen...




No time like the present (for...)



                                                       the present...



-1.










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I'm just a temp... an intern...
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Tuesday, May 5, 2015

‘ear of corn,’ used as a test of nationality, or Christianity (it works fabulously well!).




‘ear of corn,’ used as a test:





                                                          as a test:
                                         ...of rationality, or Christianity!






 crazy well, is how it works!







                                                 It's crazy how well this works!










Sunday, May 3, 2015

Slooshy all the pretty noomie-woomies: the Math of Sisyphus.




The Math of Sisyphus.





                    Logonomy and Nomology  out of  "the Mouth of Sisyphus."
                   Lipstick on an Arachnid is more primal than lipstick on an Insect!











Monday, April 20, 2015

Prestidigitation’s the game of the name, and her name is...





Prestidigitation’s the game of the name, and her name is...



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                                                                            The Game of the Name:
                                                                              Gyp some (but not all!)





The thing is, it's like the Carmen "L'amour est un oiseau rebelle,"  I love her because she is such a gypsie.



OMG!

                                                                             O  My Gypsie!


 

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Finger fitness physics, flapping, flicking, flipping, footballs, paper Birds…

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Humpty Dumpty's Astrological Sine-wave (And winning a 26-dimensional alphabet).




He might be Insectilian,  but I'm a Skinny.



                                                It was in New Mexico:
                                                          Inside...




I'm like a hologramophonics teacher...




                                                       Wind Socket.
                                    I don't smoke pot, but I'm Peter Toshy.





Bunny Treats.



Alright, it’s almost half-time.  Pretty soon the band is going to come out and march around, cart-wheels, pin-wheels, whatever they call ‘em, and all the rest.  So I’m letting you know, here’s the score.




a)      I always assume, I’m always an idiot, a complete and total “Maroon Moron,” the bright side, the other hand, even worse, on the...



b)       I always assume it’s always a scam, no exceptions.   If it’s not, I won the lottery, lucky me!



c)        Prestidigitation’s the game of the name, and her name is...  not just yet (hold on...tight!)






Saturday, April 18, 2015

Cliff-riff: le tone-bone de Maroon Moon.




This is a new one.



This is a new one, I hadn't realized that Neanderthals even had the "ology."



                                                      the -ology.
                                             Oligopoly of (P)anointment...?




                                                     This is disgusting!
                                             An obscene gesture (I knew it!)




I'm a simpleton (idiot), or maybe not, but I am never (I've never been more not "Nevermore" )... insincere!




                                                         *   *   *  



[To the tune of Greensleeves, I could just as well sing "Heartsleeves,".]





                                               Here is where it happened:





                     Mercifully this has been the road into the Laboratory Labyrinth:
                                                       Dry Vin-Land...







The Monstrous Mental Moonshine-Illness Minotaur.



“Most writers—e. a., poets in especial—prefer having it understood that they compose by a species of fine frenzy—an ecstatic intuition—and would positively shudder at letting the public take a peep behind the scenes, at the elaborate and vacillating crudities of thought—at the true purposes seized only at the last moment—at the innumerable glimpses of idea that arrived not at the maturity of full view—at the fully-matured fancies discarded in despair as unmanageable—at the cautious selections and rejections—at the painful erasures and interpolations,—in a word, at the wheels and pinions, the tackle for scene-shifting, the step-ladders and demon-traps, the cock's feathers, the red paint, and the black patches, which, in ninety-nine cases out of the hundred, constitute the properties of the literary histrio.”




I would sooner listen to the Sirenes than that Bird!


Tuesday, April 14, 2015

"P" is for Peter (the rock, not the the oil, nor the denials).



"P" is for Peter...



"P" is for Peter Parker,

Parker Peter,

Garrison Gastarbeiter,

Gastarbeiter Garrison ("the Occupier"),

Or even for "Occupy,"   no mention of Humpty Dumpty...       yet.



                                                       Parker Peter:




                                                              etc.
                                          One senses the work of Magic, Inc.





Magic ink (Elect "'ro-Magnon Man").




                                                    Night Vision Google .
                                               (it exists, I'll show you how)..



"I saw the kings who rule the mall [?]
Still by the firelight and purple moonlight
I hear the rustic reverse-call
And the wind is cryin'
I'm a bit more grown cold
Oh my lover, she is lyin'
On the far side of the Moon

...seen seven wonders...
I know to trip is just to fall
I used to rock it, sometimes I'd roll it
I always knew what it was for
There can be no denyin'
That the wind 'll shake 'em down
And the Black Bird's flyin' ...


on the  New Flag of the Land..."




Four-and-twenty Blackbirds.



"Four-and-twenty Blackbirds baked into a pie,
If I eat two many,
Two-and-twenty there will lie."



2^n - 1.


4 + 2 + 1 nicely (4/2/1)^(1/(7*2)), Thailand, but even more important, all of West Africa.But, better yet, (4/2/1)^(1/(2*3^2)),  trilobite trinity bitty bird-foot whistle wetter that one (is).  And I know the guy who pulled it off (not counting the Seamier side of the Valley of the Shadow).



                                                   All of West Africa:
                                     butter yet, the Trilobite enters the picture.



Robothand.


The Tchelovek from Moravia...  yes, the new "Sklaverei" in the (New) Polyglot Empire...

Reading now without those sinister "corrective" lenses:


Peer-pyre pit, a peck of peeled pairs.
[symbolic logic needed here]
If peer-pyre pit (a peck of peeled pairs),
Where's the peck of peeled pairs, peer-pyre pit?

Gone up in smoke?

Cooking is for vegetables.
And the musical bow (or 3-dimensional "bow," the resonator, say a tortoise shell) is for, well...music.

So much for burning which is not really necessary, the Gods are owed nothing.
TANSTAAFL is out of the comic books, and the pulp litera ficta.

No Lottery, no stoning needed.






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Thursday, April 9, 2015

An Advertisement in The Seven-cubed Times... should I call it "I lost my wallet"?

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PeterGastarbeiter in Hollywood.



                                                            Night...
                                                         ...and Day.


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                                      alone/along....  a logical contradiction?
                                                         ...or a typo?




                                                         Or what?
                                               4/6/9/'13,  was the date....



29 Palms, or Skull Rock....



Chain Saw Man on the Colorado.



                                                     on the Colorado.
                                       The "bothered" part is certainly correct.