Spike
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Each one of the many pockets on my trench coat is filled to the brim with varying types of pasta.

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A Stalker tells his Doctor: "Doctor, I've recently been having these terrible nightmares where these zone mutants are slowly tearing me limb from limb, and I am helpless to stop them. The dream is so vivid and I have it every night. I think that a Controller must have messed with my mind the last time I was in the zone...Please, can you help me?"

The Doctor says:"I see. Well the recipe is this: Next time you go out in the zone bring a bottle of vodka with you, and before you go to sleep, have a few shots and you should go out like a light and have no more dreams".

The Stalker now happy that he can get over his nightmares says: "Thank you, thank you very much Doctor".

And the Controller says: "No problem."

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"On this bridge," Lorca warns,
"life is not a dream.
" Beware and beware and...
beware."
And so many think because "then" happens,
" now" isn't.
But didn't I mention the ongoing "wow" is happening right now?
We are all coauthors of this dancing exuberance...
where even our inabilities are having a roast.
We are the authors of ourselves,
coauthoring a gigantic Dostoyevsky novel starring clowns.
This entire thing we're involved with called the world...
is an opportunity to exhibit how exciting alienation can be.
Life is a matter of a miracle that is collected over time...
by moments flabbergasted to be in each other's presence.
The world is an exam to see if we can rise into the direct experiences.
Our eyesight is here as a test to see if we can see beyond it.
Matter is here as a test for our curiosity.
Doubt is here as an exam for our vitality.
Thomas Mann wrote that he would rather participate in life...
than write a hundred stories.
Giacometti was once run down by a car,
and he recalled falling into a lucid faint,
a sudden exhilaration,
as he realized at last something was happening to him.
An assumption develops that you cannot understand life and live life simultaneously.
I do not agree entirely. Which is to say I do not exactly disagree.
I would say that life understood is life lived.
But the paradoxes bug me,
and I can learn to love and make love...
to the paradoxes that bug me.
And on really romantic evenings of self,
I go salsa dancing with my confusion.
Before you drift off, don't forget.
Which is to say, remember.
Because remembering is so much more a psychotic activity than forgetting.
Lorca in that same poem said...
that the iguana will bite those who do not dream.
And as one realizes...
that one is a dream figure...
in another person's dream,
that is self-awareness.

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PvtPopnfresh Jan 6, 2016 @ 2:33pm 
Woke n boke lately?
Cfood Jan 12, 2014 @ 8:27pm 
We made our accounts within 3 days of each other. I find that interesting.
Chris Jul 18, 2012 @ 7:53pm 
ok i might just do that. I bought simcity 4 tho!!!
screbbinbrickroo Aug 6, 2010 @ 6:16pm 
look behind you....
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