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  1. "Or please explain ~ What
    Does hash mean?"
    ~ Twittering

    "Just saw an article saying
    That running with weighted gloves (2-3
    Pounds per
    Hand) like some boxers use, made for a good
    Workout.

    Any comments on
    Whether this is true or not? I would imagine
    That it would be
    Strictly to
    Increase stamina rather than helping
    With any kind of running
    Form.........
    Just curious."
    ~ Buck

    "O, curiouser,
    And curiouser, yes, all this. But, O, what
    To do, what to say? And how
    To move forward,
    Rise from bed another day, make sense marry
    Sensibility? For, I know not,
    I stumble, not aimlessly, for aim I have,
    But my means lasts not forever ~
    So today, I will do my best,
    Write my best, say what I need to say, and
    When my morrow comes,
    I will say ~ I did my best,
    I write honestly what I had to say.
    And no reward sought I, for as you must
    Surely know ~ Poets
    Paid not, they scribble for free."
    ~ Twittering

    "It makes for a great workout
    ....if you're a BOXER!
    But it's not
    Conducive to good running."
    ~ Billie

    "Boxer?
    Or Boston Terrier? Or just an honest
    Mutt, working bare foot,
    His paws bloodied, without mitts?"
    ~ Twittering

    Or do you mean to say ~ To cross-train,
    Switch hands, change sides,
    Debate the other side, work against
    The grain? Or tip-toe stones,
    Just to closer see
    An eddy in the stream, a babbling brook?
    Or rather, in response, I reply ~ No,
    I brook no stones
    Today, I ford the stream barefoot, my trousers rolled,
    Knee-deep in crystal-clear bubbling
    Text, or just see ~ Mr.
    Clark Coolidge, his 'Crystal Text, his quartz heart's
    Own face, or mine, my mind ~ The one
    That enters
    The stories.

    'The sun fouls radiance of ice
    then air is ball, shined
    strands everlasting and still
    hurls the particles heard
    broadcast that
    Will into bend the trees

    I hear all its lance state
    and leap through snows ...'

    ~ Clark Coolidge,

    Quoted message said:

    From 'Key of A,"
    From 'Solution Passage'

    Draw...
    Yes,
    Draw...
    ....the Room, Dramatize the Score's
    Scene...

    "The Drawing Room, A Dramatic Score..."

    ....the desire to explore
    Taints the evening's noiseless jazzy, rush ~
    Agitation, for three nights running, accompanies
    Denial to Studio '54, laminating that Golden Red
    Door.

    "Show me the ingenious apparatus," I insist,
    All done,
    Zestfully, crowding the steaming dance
    Floor...
    Invited Images,
    Y'all! Come on in ~

    Attencion! I need a Conte Crayon, to...
    Draw...
    ....the Room, Dramatize the Score's
    Scene...

    OOOOO, noooooooooooo!

    Mama ~

    My falling balls, cascading all over
    The floor.....

    The Style of a Late Manner
    Invented all this imagery, concealed me behind my own lazy, too ~
    Well ~ Mannered ways.

    Me? O, yes, I am the spectator
    Hiding behind your door. So, like, know!

    The curtain parts, celebrates.
    The Spectator, that Agent, comes over...
    Together, we celebrate the discrepancy, explain, thusly ~
    The Context of Action
    Conditions
    The Illusion.

    O, but all this confusion...

    Ghosts drop by to pay respects.
    What's Next?

    And a ballsy bear...
    .....where?

    Over there ~

    "Ballsy Bear™ is a collector's quality teddy bear
    designed by award-winning artist, Sam Blum.
    By pressing his belly
    he is quick to quip one of his twenty different phrases,
    including...

    'I got your warm and fuzzy right here.
    F**K You!!
    God your a moron.
    Hey, slick give me a beer!!'

    SIZE DOES MATTER ~
    Ballsy stands a proud 15"
    erect,
    and is fully jointed. You can turn his arms,
    legs and head around,
    but be warned:
    this will [censored] him off."

    Mums, look!

    "Since 1980 the celebration of Carnival
    In Venice has gained popularity.
    People come from the world over to attend private
    And public masked balls
    And masked revelers of all ages invade the campi
    Where music
    And dancing continues nearly day and night.
    Theatrical performances and an array of ancient games
    Are organized for the amusement of Venetians
    And visitors alike."

    ....and Venetian
    Vespers...

    *

    Morpheus,
    Art Though a Drug God? Or, is this ~

    Margrove? If so, who's Margrave?
    Are we in Westchester, or
    Are you a Jester?
    Or a Quester? O, so many more questions

    And equations
    Have I!

    "If so, try here ~
    The Modern Antiquarian."
    ~ Morpheus

    But there may be something to be said
    About confusing correlation
    With causation...

    ....as in,
    Correlation recognition
    Sparks, causing an effect ~
    Thusly said, correlation sparks causation!
    But in linear sequence...
    And perhaps, just a question,
    Correlation results from
    Mutual originating cause? Or moreover,

    Where are we?

    "Thou art
    In Art."
    ~ Morpheus

    O, okay.
    That's a start!
    Merci.

    ....and this,
    The Shimmering Sea?

    "Oui."
    ~ Morpheus

    O.

    "More questions,
    Questing Twittering One?"
    ~ Morpheus

    Oui. Indeed.
    Who owns, the Shimmering Sea, this Blew Lagoon
    Under the moon ~
    Who holds this deed?

    ~ * ~

    .....balloon
    wafts
    wind ~
    wardly...

    ~~~~~ waves

    Another paradigm,
    Another time?

    Our stated resolution ~ Mark time, mark the pathless
    Way. And later today, after sun's down, meet near St. Mark's

    Place.

    *

    "'Mirror, mirror on the wall,
    Who's the fairest of them all?'

    'Mirror,' the
    Psychiatrist asks.
    'Who's the fairest of them all?'

    'The Dead Parrot says nothing, nothing
    At all. The patient does not exist.'

    "Why I'm the fairest of them all!
    Thank you for asking, how thoughtful of you.
    Why, yes, I'm the fairest. How thoughtful
    Of you.' replies The Mirror.'"
    ~ Raving

    "Please explain.
    Your email to me, Raving, very highly suspicious,
    I'll have you know. Take me not
    For a Fool, Raving, or none,
    No longer."
    ~ Twittering

    *

    "I like all the extremes.
    It's the middle I have trouble with."
    ~ John Waters

    "Indeed, I concur, Mr.
    Waters, yes, he, a shining star ~
    O say, by the water's way,
    Have you seen that other ballsy Baltimorian,
    And his Doberman, her name, Star? Mr.
    Harold McKray, come on down
    To Morning Wood! Bring Star and Mr.
    Waters, as well, Divine!
    All Thee, yes, you do so shimmer and shine..."
    ~ Twittering

    *

    On considering a golf ball to the moon
    And back...

    .....O looky ~
    New buds!
    Look
    Who's moved now into our
    Neighborhood!

    ~ * ~ Welcome to Our Hood ~ * ~

    We'll drop over shortly
    With our Welcome Wagon Basquet!

    [Or Bequest ~
    Qhichever happens first. (Just see ~ Our
    Executrix) Or look for yourself
    In my Last Will & Newer Testament. A forthcoming
    Publication, filed with the Manhattan Court
    House.]

    Come again!

    *

    "A professional 'spin doctor', perhaps?
    .... if NOT, then the possibility of a
    smooth 'career' path ? ..."
    ~ Raving

    Or, perhaps a heckling Victor, or a smoothable
    Curve ball
    Pitched from nightbat?

    Or perhaps ~

    "There is only the weather,
    Which changes but is not increased. As with the weather,
    So with time, which we note as changes and could not
    Note without changes, the light and the darkness,
    Movement, growth and decline, the various temporary
    Hungers and revulsions. The sum of the changes
    As it increases over really long periods becomes increasingly
    Meaningless, has a kind of static resistance
    By which the additions make, not more and more,
    But only whatever it was that we
    Started out with. There is a quirk to counting,
    Which is a linear progression, which reminds us
    Of the great bending force bringing us back
    Again to our starting point in any attempt
    To lay a straight and level line accumulating inch by inch
    Along the earth."

    ~ William Bronk,

    Quoted message said:

    From "Vectors and Smoothable Curves"


    [p. 19]

    Got that?!
    That's the way it is folks!
    So now, alas, a round
    Of Cokes! Cheers!*****************& ? / *

    Got that?!
    That's the way it is folks!
    So now, alas, a round
    Of Cokes!

    But O,
    What are years?

    Quotation of the Day

    "A true art."
    ~ Raving

    A false heart,
    A late start,
    Or a fake amphora?
    O dear ~ Please call the Connoisseur!
    Another year's gone.
    All these tears.
    All these fears.
    And O, my gears!
    My cog's caged cannibal gnawed all my knowledge,
    Left only bones.

    So, like, know ~ To The Museum Of [un]Natural
    History
    We must go!

    Alors, giddy-up! Mediate my
    Hobby horse!

    *

    'Now, sweety,
    If there's one
    Thing you must promise me not forget,
    It's this: Someone
    Must answer the question,
    Because,
    According to the Golden Rule,

    'Do unto others as you would have
    Do unto you.'

    That's a Number One rule!

    Now, who unspooled that ball of yarn?
    Just pull the thread ~
    Remember what I said ~
    Early to bed, early to rise.
    And don't forget to dot your eyes
    And cross your tease
    With anyone you please.

    Because that will surely
    Bring them
    To their knees.'

    *

    ~ Acceptable
    Characters ~

    ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ0123456789
    `~!@#$%^&*()_-+={}|[]:;<>?,./

    Games...

    ....it's a game of tag,
    A round robin,
    A relay.
    A flock of geese flying > across the late-afternoon sky,
    An arrow pointing true north.
    Catch the hot potato,
    A flying Snitch,
    Wings aflutter, a hummingbird,
    Faster than the eye
    Can see...

    All's blinding
    Light
    Richocette.
    Con ~
    T(r)ain moi.
    Need form,
    Need
    School.
    Got milk?
    She so.
    O, to know ~
    Or to dance~ ~
    Light askance for

    Matter FObia

    Ball,
    A bounce
    Away ~
    Say, what?
    Copy that,
    Nevermind.
    Got milk?
    Pantomime
    Hold my hand,
    Step back, again
    Comes round
    Cha charrigh
    A burning light.
    Dance,
    Nip, tuck,
    Kick puck!
    Turn back
    Around ~m
    Folks.
    A
    Just
    Matter.
    2 steps forward ~
    Hold ~
    Now, bold step
    Back,
    Adjust.
    2 steps....
    E
    Cet[era].rat
    [Syn][the][size].
    Golden.
    Pro-gress.
    FOrward,
    Regress,
    Fold ~
    Address.
    Book.

    Just see ~
    Nick Spalding

    Grey, what?
    Basketball, or Buckminster
    Fuller?
    The growth of
    Matter follows
    Form,
    Need Vocabulary ~
    [Hey!]
    Guess what?!so sft por
    S&M's not so bad ~
    See soft poetrn,
    Soft Bernay
    To me, once, I
    Not. So
    She burn.with
    Whisper, me
    For once ...
    Over my
    [Im]prudence.

    ....spectrum disorder...

    ,,Since you have Hawking,
    I would have to believe that you have a cite for
    That one?"

    ....Or...

    Spectrum Disorder ~
    Noir a Troubled Tale,
    Not!

    Dissed! No,
    Not! Mr. Hawking's awfully kewl,
    True Super Dude.
    Saw him wink,
    Saw him smile.
    Saw him prowl, howl,
    We second that,
    Don't you know?
    Temper not what you know ~
    He flies, soars, air-bourne silvered
    Light, winged hawk ~
    Marking time, le printemps
    A round trade wind
    Aflew on mind, wind
    The delay, a
    Not, I, day's
    Habitat, a
    Fancy dancer he,
    Charmed gentleman,
    About town, hangs out
    On the corner of time,
    A measure's treasure.
    A treasured truth contained.
    Out, out, darn Spot ~\
    Today, l'aime de play.
    Pay round time,

    Quoted message said:

    From time to time,


    On the corner with me,
    Shinning star, Mr. Hawking!
    You're a roundlet, dancer
    Aloft, Shining Cormorant,
    Man of ligh(i)ht ~
    A mind's height, a measure,
    Today's mind,
    Your mind,
    A hand-held body made,
    Spirit into form,
    Mr. Hatter,
    Not mad.
    Sad, well,
    Another matter...

    *

    "Mysteriously, they can."
    ~ Albert

    "please do go on...."
    ~ Herc

    Zap ~ !
    Hex on YOU.

    *

    "Try tossing a ball straight up while standing
    On that wall."
    ~ Wings

    "Where?"
    ~ Twittering

    "I don't know why I am wasting my time here ...
    ... except that I have nowhere else to go.

    That sickens me.
    Why do you stay here?"
    ~ R. L.

    "I live here,
    And the rent's free."
    ~ Twittering

    "...besides, I hope
    My Mum may, one day, may find me
    Here, see me, sitting, hoping, if I stay
    In one spot,
    And holler loud!"
    ~ Twittering

    "I live here,
    And the rent's free...

    ....besides, I hope
    My Mum, one day, may find me
    Sitting here, see me hoping, if I stay
    Moping in one spot,
    And holler out
    Loud, a call in the mist,
    A call missed,
    A call in the mystical crowd!"
    ~ Twittering

    *

    "Simple says
    As simple does."
    ~ Alberto

    Or sing a song of sixpence, a good tune
    Does the work. No need to belabor
    A point, once argued well,
    Voted into canon. That's like shearing
    A sheep twice: Just an overdone yarn
    Ball come undone, unraveled
    All over the floor. Not good carpet,
    Not good sweater, too knotted to wear well."
    ~ Twittering

    "Get real.
    Most human beings can't even obey
    A 'Keep Off The Grass'
    sign."
    ~ Justin

    "Or just see ~ Mr.
    Kaplan's leaves, his classy grass! Or, Merlot
    That giddy grape
    Who haunts the Somnolent Cavity, "
    ~ Twittering

    "...the basis
    For a new interface."

    ~ Anne Eisenberg,
    Quoted message said:

    From The New York Times, 2.17.05



    "...as scattered hoof prints leading
    into the forest
    again. Final misreading

    a conduit of news held
    as music above
    the gallery's first-floor swell

    of visitors you were once
    part of..."
    ~ Twittering

    "You say 'Holler, real loud'?
    ~ to you,
    To this lot?

    I pity you."
    ~ Raving

    "O Raven, are you raving, still?
    Or just hanging out, outside
    The Somnolent Cavity,
    A local hot spot, another Dutch brewery?
    If so, just please, if you would,
    Fax me ~
    A 3-D View of Haarlem, that Dutch City,
    Block by Block. Or is it
    Brick by brick?
    3 funds that are more than 1,
    Or a quarter wonders,
    What's Next?
    O just see, or consider, thusly ~
    Which image
    Completes the circle?"
    ~ Twittering

    *

    "I'm just following the 'bouncing ball'
    ... the twittering's bouncing attentional mind's eye
    ball

    Have I figured out Twittering's song?
    Have I told you who you are?

    Comments? "
    ~ Raving

    "Me, a bouncing
    Ball?"
    ~ Twittering

    *

    ~ Grave, empty? Or
    What the squash ball said,
    After it sprang
    Back ~

    "Comments? "
    ~ Raving

    "Me, a bouncing
    Ball ...

    Rightbackatcha ~

    See,
    No dumb
    Ball am I!"
    ~ Twittering

    ~ * ~

  2. See,
    No dumb
    Ball am I!"
    ~ Twittering

    ~ * ~

    "Dear Mum ~

    'Have taken stock, in the building a wording block
    will crash in eventual mate the clogged line out
    iridescent paper thin to the wideness patrols
    the wild air a comb of light
    sinks through the bone beneath everything's feet
    to darn out the night into spectacles, clavicles...'

    ~ Clark Coolidge,

    Quoted message said:

    From 'Key of A,'
    From 'Solution Passage'

    But O, did you know?
    And what if, now on the telephone, I told you
    Morpheus, yes, an amorous amorphous
    One? Would you trust
    My song, would you answer me? Or, just
    Hush me?
    O, Mum.
    I love you! Bring me home, or come
    To me. Or just ~ Meet me in Haarlem,
    Holland! I await news, search for more klews,
    See the blew, the Shimmering
    Sea. So long
    For now, it's just me, your..."
    ~ Twittering One

  3. "...playing Squash,
    Chasing my bouncing ball over your shimmering
    Pantheon!"
    ~ Twittering

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