Todd
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Cali

Behavioral scientists in some cases study the ant colony to understand the workings of the human brain. Makes sense to me. (Seemingly individual random acts creating in the whole an intelligence). A poet however would never pass on the opportunity to make an analogy of the queen to the dollar.

If there is one road to freedom why the maps?

The worst thing the devil ever did was pull himself away.

Remembered today, March 25? Dad's birthday? Anyway, remembered, or more precisely 'recalled' this morning how my design for the meeting room of the think tank of my thesis looks a lot like the things in nasa videos people claim to be alien ships and the dropa stones. Circle with notch.

The conversation is a welcome reprieve, or maybe just a diversion, from the conversation.

Spring arrives bearing details again. One year on since I last saw her details. A bumblebee came and buzzed around my head the other day. Circled me two or three times. Maybe liked my smell, maybe saw something only bumblebees see. But it did check me out. I didn't mind. It made me laugh. I said 'good day mr. bumblebee' and then it went motoring away and I continued to dig into the spring earth.

Conspiracy theories are wagging fingers.

How selfish they are, to fashion their sword from someone elses words.

This video file sharing thing is going to get bad.

It sucks when you know people better than they know themselves.

"DOT.THIS" T-shirt. http://www.cafepress.com/tylerfenn

It's simple. I like it here when you are helping me.

I sometimes feel ashamed. This is child's play. Don't you?.

To doctor Ramnarind: My fear, that you correctly diagnosed, but failed to identify, is that I am the last in a long line of kings. Or nothing at all. Fear is glad.

It seems, that no matter how you spell it.
It seems that, no matter how you spell it.
It seems that no matter how you spell it,
'it' is always something other than you.

Global swarming.

Dotcom.com

Words strive to survive by reference to something else.
Men strive to survive by deference to someone else.

Nothing is accomplished amongst company.

I have not found one single 'iota'; there's a bunch of them.

Artists take liberty whereas others follow directions.

The trick to getting around in the dark, at least for those with vision (the blind seem to already know this) is to close your eyes. Although you still may make some noise.

Think about it. But don't create that which is too heavy to carry yourself.

Yes, that is how big stonehenge is. And we didn't even know we'd end up there.

Old things always, if you let them, either bring the past or create a moment.

I lied. I want to wish you would listen.

One more thing. Demand magic. You deserve it. It's your right. Or more precisely, your gift. See it. (if you will)

Maxwell's Silver Velociraptor.

The Age of Wrong Reason.

Memories keep us from dreams.

Dreams protect us from memories.

Spring comes bearing details.

Polka dot com.

Blakes lights appear to my eyes.

Cosmic sway leads to creaking.

Words stolen from a friend- '"good" is a funny looking word you can repeat for five minutes until you see its true nature- boring. '

I am now saying what you want me?

Boundaries stretched to infinity disappear.

A realization of our makeup?

Soon a recovery of our dust.

Keen observations usually go unnoticed.

A big clouded island crowds inwards.

Art is how humans measure days against eternity.

It definately seems suddenly centrifugal.

The birds are now coming down with the flew off to people.

My laziness astounds even my indolence.

In case of fire, do not stand here.

Things explode. Birds seem indifferent.

Know thyself, yes; but reveal it slowly and carefully.

Old friends fell all over the place.

Reminder to self- dream about having three eyes.

Dogmas. Masses of dogs that can't learn new tricks.

I'm right one time.

Good intentions inevitably result in more work.

Old ideas are like lost possessions. Sometimes you just don't buy them again.

Beachcomb all of the shores of your own internal isle.

Your eyes are everywhere, so they say.

A point to be made is always going to be better than one that is already done.

Split, her sides laughing.

If this be my last I pray make it good, or at least make it sell.

A man told me in the hurricane caribbean that it was Gods way of sweeping house.

The reason(s) we are here. Twounfold.

I heard the dodo cry like a goose.

There are many hummingbirds from steel to leaf.

Perfection is dangerous territory. Do everything possible to steer clear of it. In fact, go in the opposite direction.

I have no dark motives for my good deeds.

Somewhere between I can not recall.

It is good to hit rock bottom, better to be suspended.

Remember the lessons learned, but keep in mind the lessons not learned.

Present past. Just a simple request.

Levitation is simply a matter of jumping up and bending time.

It is important to keep up the aim for when Goliath comes.

A late night means a late night.

Wake up. Waking. A derivation of Nathaniel.

Was it me that they have found, a one followed by one hundred zeros.

Consequently I never feel incognito.

The blue bottle can not land with noise.