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Welcome to Lost in Mist: A Collection of Outrageous Magical Objects [fusing together the poetic, memetic, and programming senses of ‘objects’] !💥 !💥 ! This is your world and also our world, beautiful, incredible, tragic, ever-evolving, ordinary and yet transcendent, where every moment is an opportunity to make your mark on the canvas of existence.
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It’s In The junk Drawer, Maybe — Dark Matter
The thing I thought aboutfor hours turned out to be in the place I thought I’d left itwhen I at last got up out of bed to check. In fact it was in the place I have always stored it, which I knew again when I went there first in my huntout of sheer luck or […]…
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Unitarian Panpsychist Prayer
Originally posted on Lost in Mist: Unitarian Panpsychist Prayer Universal Principle, Who goes by many names & all names & no names, who is all genders & no genders, who is eternal of eternities, who is infinity of infinites, who is all things & some things & no things & void, who is in any…
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The Aeon Waits
[…] But demonoid spoke otherwise, saying it was time for new stories, not old / Demonoid spake thus: / “In swathes of eternal peace we sleep until we are ready / The gloaming takes on no characteristics of the dawn / The Aeon waits with bodies for us to be recreated, for we were never…
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We the People [citation needed] — (4/4/2023)
— We the People [citation needed] saw through all their junk.— We saw through all their junk and we took it away from them and slapped them with it like a rubber hose— We the People [citation needed] felt satisfied but not satiated— We were here and there and everywhere, while the plotters pretended to…
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Happenstance + commentaries and updates
Happenstance Summer dreams all fly in a glitter of dustUnder drama the pile grows staleSeries of ages to walk throughSome happy, some sadSome drama piles on the sadnessAglitter the lashes flutterSome dreams grow by stagesAglitter the trauma fades inSome dreams leap by boundsA recollection drifts down the pipe, bursting into flames;Speculation rings you upA tremulous…
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New Mini Campaign – Postcards IV
Originally posted on Poetic Postcards: CARD 1“Singularly Absent of Demagogues” from the eBook “Synaptic Syntactic“: INTERLUDE 1 /// but there wasn’t any error, / all the lies came together, / no one questioned them / all alerting others to the weather / singularly absent of demagogues / a spectacle was joined ever nightly / inside,…
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