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Username/email/phone number and password are like two slices of bread

(that sandwich food-for-thought messages on the Internet). These pieces of info are entered like they go into a toaster. Logging out of an account can mean a sandwich is over. Both of them when parallel are also like the equals … Continue reading

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Beady-eyed cheddar face stares at blue mantis spider;

their perceptions of each other change without windshield wiper… Maybe creepy, yet to each other they look and sound familiar. They don’t want to seem rude while their curiosities linger…

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Batgirl #35 earns bonus points for making the space between panels seem more like a hashtag

(or a #, matching the texting and social-media-using nature of its characters and its potentially hashtag-using readers too) and for making the super sharp absorbing memory (of the cool lead character) even more super sharp absorbing by surrounding her in … Continue reading

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What if 3D glasses secretly allow a national security agency to look closer into (or get inside?!) the soul and mind of anyone who wears 3D glasses?

Could the D of 3D stand for detect, defend, deter, distract, and/or dystopia? What if the red, blue, and white colors of 3D glasses were inspired by patriotism? Are these questions and considerations ridiculous stupid crazy nonsense? Maybe… or maybe … Continue reading

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Behind shadowy mud and leaves: the surprised eye of a witness (seeing what is supposed to be no one else’s business)

Posted in addiction, adversity, anecdote, animals, answer, art, belief, bored, comedy, counseling, creativity, curious, curse, domestic violence, dork, drama, dream, dysfunctional family, entertainment, fantasy, film, fucked up, geek, healing, health, hope, huh, humor, i don't know, ideas, imagination, imagine, improv, joke, jokes, journey, learning, maybe, memories, mischief, monster, motivation, poems, poetry, question, recovering, relationships, rhymes, ridiculous, scars, stories, studying, style, theories, therapy, thinking, tourism, tourist, underachiever, visual arts, weird, what the fuck, yeah right | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Milpitas Post published six more of my poems in its 7/5/2013 issue. They can be found on page 31, and over here too.

Those six poems are: Eyes of Spies, I-Don’t-Want-To-Talk-About-Itville, Cupcake Cups, Ventriloquists, Car, and Fire Extinguisher. Check them out: And the following is a link to the 7/5/13 issue of the Milpitas Post where you can also find the poems: Click … Continue reading

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I-Don’t-Want-To-Talk-About-Itville scribbles itself as the shrieking secret/whispered bunker/maze capital of a war-torn psychological state named Privacy.

Privacy got invaded. And that’s why I-Don’t-Want-To-Talk-About-Itville might resemble and feel like a nightmarish tangled scribble of a place.

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At a zoo, the children thought that they’d be seeing an anteater. Instead, they saw their uncle

(with their aunt).

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They said, “SMILE!”; she said, “DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO F*CKING DO!”

The pictures turned out bad.

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