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Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Original Post - May 22, 2015 - 08:39am PT
and for intuition, we must
pay a tuition.

i am a Viking
and thus venerably honest,
under-shielded,
and bankrupt-by-design.

thus when i recklessly throw
myself into harms way,
enjoying risk where
there once wasn't,

and when the charlatan
need raises it's
twin arrogant head,

i giggle and
love capitalism.

"really? the next 20
minutes are mine to murder?

and i don't go to jail.
instead i get rich?"

an so WE,
supertopo.
we as a fringe circus
have learned,
together that our jelatin-like-culture
is exploitable and by applying
our creative, dirt-bag ethics,
we suddenly find ourselves
sitting in a thrown
with all the subscribing
moral yahoos successfully taking
our money but still finding
themselves poor.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 08:41am PT
so what do we do with all this
spiritual wealth?

dean spent it well.

he's on the list
of richest.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 08:48am PT
now.
pay up.

give your soul,
unto the
scattered
and unrecognizable
beyond.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:11am PT
you are naïve in
believing that you
are unique.

beauty is a culturally
assigned trait,
and thus accountable.

they are banking on
your self-expression.

we as the patrons of
absurdity and the
purveyors of pseudo-behavior
wield a sword
that can withdraw
souls from stone.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:17am PT
we spend our lifetime
losing ourselves within others.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:22am PT
locker how is your brain
accuating?

probably somewhere
between self and other.

ok.
i'll be your guide.

and we're are travelling everywhere
at once.

if you should find me
laying face first in
the dirt with
a gravestone tattooed on my
back that reads,

"nothing existed here.
no need to pay tributes."

just kick me.

I am dead.

Demented

climber
May 22, 2015 - 09:22am PT
Wedge is the new Ron Anderson

dood- quality over quantity?
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:26am PT
demented i appreciate
the compliment though
i am far from tron.

you know when you
leave this thread and
you gotta lean into the
next.

be careful demented.
you may be.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:28am PT
who is me?

who is the other me?
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:31am PT
it's not a shame to cry.
right?
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:36am PT
you are not venerable
if you love.

if you love risk.
if you love hate.
if you love jesus.
if you love the same sex.
or if you love the opposite sex.

i only ask that you author your shadow
and scribe your reflection with conviction.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 09:53am PT
thank you locker.

everyone is gone, but you are still here.

i can tell that you are a father.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 10:37am PT
reality is a band-aid.
find the edge and
peel it back slowly

to reveal the wound
that is life.
Norwegian

Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
Topic Author's Reply - May 22, 2015 - 11:59am PT
can i get a well-lit ship;

and an awkwardly breasted woman
and perhaps a man
with a well-groomed moustache
sailing across my thread?

some twinkly lights in
the backdrop.

deep baritone voice, great.

venerable, high-pitched girl squeal.

all the better for my dead-end cause.

sighn up here.
only.


a foreign accent; a distant stare.
a basket-full of hope;
you are mine for keeping.

though i'll let you go.
and then i'll follow.

Johnny K.

climber
May 22, 2015 - 12:09pm PT
"Creation comes out of imperfection. It seems to come out of a striving and a frustration. This is where, I think, language came from. I mean, it come from our desire to transcend our isolation and have some connection with one another. It had to be easy when it was just simple survival. “Water.” We came up with a sound for that. “Tiger behind you!” We made a sound for that. But when it gets really interesting, I think is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate all the abstract and intangible things we’re experiencing. What is “frustration”? Or what is “anger” or “love”? When I say “love” the sound comes out of my mouth and hits the other person’s ear travels through the byzantine conduit in their brain through their memories of love or lack of love. They say they understand, but how do I know? Because words are inert. They’re just symbols. They’re dead. You know? And so much of our experience is intangible. So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed. It’s unspeakable. And yet, you know, when we communicate with one another and we feel we have connected and think we’re understood I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion. That may be transient, but it’s what we live for."
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