Comprehend the Stonehenge.

After Noon

It is very good.
To sit under a tree, on a beautiful ocean day.
Breathing and smelling.
On an old bench made of wood.
It is a pine tree.

Travel

Bring a watch, bring the pills, bring a kite,
bring a musical sound maker.

Evening

There is wine, and that is good.

Introductions

My name is Leonard Calder,
I am a doctor of the mind and a maniac freak gangster.
I play the one-handed accordion and i sail the Baltic Seas.

Life

Like a fish to the face, or a cold brick
The world is beautiful and everyone knows it.

Holding my breath underwater,
speaking in bubbles,
as if I was cartoon.

This swampy babble is something new.
Give me a megaphone.

Spirit

Variations of a well known cartoon stretched beyond recognition, I'm dizzy down and dirty.
There is heat and the same sweaty indecision, even now as I hold procrastination between my thumb and forefinger.
I say out with the people!

A trend for a dollar?
Let the fashions fade.
I have no fat friends.

Painting

As I craft light into a billion ideas.

Life

Rattle me to Antarctica.
Pummel me to Norway.

The Most Comfortable Environment

-Mid Afternoon
-Breeze
-Soft Linen

Yesterday I wrote a little song!
I sang until there was nothing left of my throat.
I stopped making noise and went out into nature.
The trees held an odd green color and the sky, an odd blue.
As i walked along the small mountain path, i could feel no air, and a lightness came over me.
This was the point.

The Casual Basis Of Entanglment

to be determined

Life

Sure to be good.

Torture

Like trying to breath underwater.
or
Like breathing the crisp fresh air as a fish.

Salt Water

I'll be drinking till someone buys be jade.

I hate nothing but blind people.
Such as myself in winter.

Experience

Tripped by cold and fragile sounds
Rub me down and down.

Twisted by the raging creek
Rub me down and rub me deep.

Social Interaction

Tight among loose-lipped elders.

(and rightfully so
as i am young and slow)

Life

I'm lined up and down
right side left
and I am the captain.

Art

Brush Flies, Paint is smeared.
Behind the madness is a hand, an arm, and a madman.
Wake me up when he is through.

Community

Clearheaded fellow down the street
naked as he's ever been.
says it's been a while.

Patch

Watermelon in the field
Vine-ripened flesh and summer.

Knife me full of color.

Art

Beauty is a result of invested time,
and thus, I am dead to the poets.

Rhetoric

The metaphor is dead.
Keep that carcass away from me!

Explanations/Understanding

People who know us from before.
People who know us now.

I gave up long ago.

[Doubt]

I was looking at my coastline, I was looking at my cliffs.

Mounds of seaweed in my vicinity.
The moon was nowhere to be found.

Goodnight Love?

Lately...

Its not very scary, it's not very good

Always the future.
Always characterizations.

but making beautiful noises.

Me

I deal in icons of love
and artifacts of facts.

I have a synthesizer for a heart
and my tempo is warped,
my pitch, distracted.

I am somewhat ocean
I am somewhat sky

Me, i have the things i need.

Advice

Throw up in public.

(in front of many people)

Earth

Soil is in the dirt beneath your feet.

Learning

• Reasoning
• Contexts
• Ideation
• Communication

I Got a New Machine

So i guess you could say... This is me

Hello.

I Find Myself

-Making plans for people who do not exist?
-At the edge of the abyss, where all of the great minds have stood before.
-Exploring the relationship between the artist and the medium.
-Directly engaged with with process of existence.
-At the Reagan library.
-Train.
-Covered Wagon.

Life

We will each of us forever, be caught in the somewhere-rift between idealism and skepticism.

Web Site

MY SITE

i made this site for Human Computer Interaction programming class... it began with basic HTML, then we had to implement Cascading style sheets, to change the look and/or functionality of the site without changing the content, the other day i added some javascript to make it interactive... enjoy

At Peace

Because to be nowhere is to be herenow.

Of Words

I write because i am here and not other places.
I write because i cannot understand the faces.

To Those Who Are Lost

Suddenly, in realizing that one can be neither lost nor found, you are free to be.

Swimming

Who Else Is There?

{wound tight
ready to spring
to freak, to fly}

Love

As I paint your face with my eyes.

of Words

Winter Rumble

Wild Nourishment

Better Idea?

Question

False Hope or Good Planning?

Future/Now

Finals Week

Issues

I'm having trouble deciding where to commit my time...

Always the Future
Always the Future
Always the future
Always the Future

Thought

Somehow --->
People need to interact better.

There are lots of complex things going on --->
We are part of these things.

It could go in a very impersonal direction --->
Or it could be the opposite.

We could look towards the Amish --->
Because the Amish are thinkers --->
Analyzing Every Change.

Excuse Me My Dear,

I was just wondering what you meant when you said,

"________________________"

Morning

Dialogue

- Like being awoken from sleep?

- Yes, like being shaken awoke,
or like water to the face.

- Ice water?

- Yes, and it hits like shattered glass.

Life

We are always here,
getting faster all the time.
But still, always here.
In motion, but not exactly moving.

Dreams (choose one)

- Submarine Battle
- Giant Turtle!
- Deaf and Blind (but full of love)
- Nightmare
- MoneyMoneyMoney
- Snow
- Cotton Candy
- Evil Sorcerer
- Climb Cheese Mountain

To The Future:

Decisiveness

Necessary.

Myself

I am far too distant
far too distracted
I am far too far away

Communication

The key is making the distinction between what needs to be said and what does not.

The key to making this distinction is eye contact.
Open and direct.

You look long enough and you understand.

Occupation?

I am a full time student, and I work part-time as a god.

Myself

Magnimonious and Delvegent.
At times Articulary.
Always Hypicticular.
Unarguably Arfsted; Undeniably Disonic.
I am a Cognivore.

Confidence

What I expect from myself.
What I look for in others.
What I wish i saw more of.

Adults

and still we may fail to notice when our cognitive processing goes awry.

Today

There was a couple walking their son on a long neon leash.
When I passed, their son came bounding up to meet me. I gave him a good rub-down on the face and neck.
I did not pay much attention to the parents, only to their son.

Writing

Each word a soldier.
Every phrase an army.
Let this be my war.

Run

Until walking feels inhuman.

Until you know you could go forever.

Jeans

Wear them backwards.

Love

The summation of all your lost relationships is the realization that you are alone.*



*conscious or unconscious

We

Perceive --> Generalize --> Exhale.

Me

I want it all, but nothing will suffice.

that is to say

nothing will be fine, as well.

Avocado?

If it's green and smooshy, probably yes.

Somewhat Cliché

For me it was about six weeks ago.
I was knocking on a door.
I was wearing an orange shirt, and brown pants.
I thought I might have a heart attack, or a stroke.
There was definitely lots of sweat.
She wasn't there though.
So i can never know what would have been.

Wings

Use them when necessary.
Why not?

California

What this place does to me.
Where the purple mountains are.
Where things die and turn shoe brown and leather tan.
And death is beautiful here.
Down here, lacking is beautiful.
Dust and Dirt.
Rocks.

I am the best

I am like a sponge,
I suck the intelligence out of them.

All i could ask for is to be proven wrong.

I am the best.
And to believe it, i must be it.


I could elaborate if you do not understand. I suppose that goes for all of this...

Relationships

people are in and out, people are coming and going, bla bla bla, all that stuff about tides...

Because

Because here and there differ only by a t.
Because we must each of us write our own reference books.
Because I am down south.

You were talking about a book, an author

You expressed your fondness
and then immediately realized your fondness was not enough.
You needed to set things straight.

"I Like Eggers; Eggers is Good."

a blunt proclamation of a natural law.
an explicit truth combined with a curt motion of the arm which rejected all possible doubt.

.....

and there's something about the way you define your pleasures.
and I cannot recall your words exactly, but as in most cases, only the gist is necessary to set us off.
here is what echoes:

• this world of uncertainty
- none of us will ever know what we want
- there are few things we will ever really know

• the few things that do undoubtedly bring us joy and movement
- Must be given explicit credit and full appreciation for doing so.

.....

and now months later, i find my thoughts are declarations. No room for uncertainty. Things move me or they don't, things are this or that. This is good, this is not. This goes here, this goes here.
Mostly Yes or No.

well et cetera et cetera and through and through,
I have found many new and definitive reasons to love my life.
and undoubtedly
THAT IS GOOD.


I also think twice about using semi-colons.

Fact

There are no distinctions anymore.

The Traveler

*click to enlarge

Sandcastles

We build them on our hands and knees.

Life

I live as I write: vicariously, through you the reader.

Smells

cologne: bad
perfume: bad
cigarettes: worse when mixed with cologne or perfume
lotion: must be unscented and unisex
deodorant: ok, but antiperspirant alone is better
fresh wood/forest: good

Sarcasm

often: a weak attempt to avoid a blank stare
occasionally: good

Handshake

When the other's is firm

I think:
I could have done that too.

Elevators

When i ride i face the wall.

Groupings 1 & 2

I stand up and lean back.
I never cry.
I have teeth.
I smoke hot water in my rice-cooker.

.................................

Always the international girl.
Always red in the orange afternoon.
Always crash my bones.
Always rattle me deep.
I am warm and getting hotter
hot and getting warmer.
Slip/Flip
Slide/Ride
Alive we Dive.

Life

Do always enjoy the blooming color.
Do always enjoy the booming pitch.

also

We boom as we Bloom.

Everyday

i wake up
{
i do things
i think about the things i do
i think about my thoughts about the things i do
i think about other thoughts i've had in the past
i think about how my thoughts are related
i etc.
}
i sleep

Abstractions

we need more abstracts, you know like in scientific papers. Next time you are going to talk to me, would you mind summing it all up at the beginning in a few sentences, then i'll tell you whether i want you to go on or not... we need more abstracts.

we also need less suspicion.

Exaggeration

and as i tell people,
I find myself exaggerating.

I dont want to exaggerate.
I dont mean to embellish.
But i feel as though i have to compensate for today's standard expected exaggeration.

So when i find myself thinking fast to find the perfect degree of exaggeration, which will give my listener the right impression,
i laugh.
I wonder how it got to be this way, though i certainly know the answer.

i would love to be part of the end.
but all my stories would be so anti-climactic...

Notes

We must be certain.
Or,
We must deny uncertainty with certainty.


We are all champions.
Also,
We are all of noble blood.


When we try to put ourselves into shoes that are not our own,
we will always be incorrect in our findings.
That is to say,
Our strange-shoe-findings may never be correct.


The brain is in the mind.

Life

LIFE.

we must be bold.

we must be bold.


The plan:
1. Figure it all out.
2. Commit fully to findings from step one.
3. Die.