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Tech Poetry - January, 2006

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Tech poetry.
There is a review committee in my head.

The human story
is wrapped up like a book.
It will be read in less than thousands of years.
The people "is" not the people.
On other planets there may be an alternative to evolution,
or maybe evolution is eternal?
I can have dreams.
They are my dreams too;
of you.
My teenhood relates to my adulthood.
As I stay (try) to remain a teen.
We need human rights
for us humans.
The people.

Photography of memes and their paths.

Can you see for free? Or,
do you have to pay a corporation like Microsoft money?

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D - 08-12-2001

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Precious blues.
Lucky 31.
Reckon you will do.
Adjust one
for better reasons;
and frequent seasons.
How can you be that beautiful?
And how can you be an animal?
I see you smile at my eyes.
It was here that I said, "goodbye", to you.

Nearby - 26-12-2000

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I choose to marry happiness nearby.
Keep losing home,
such that I cry.
Where did it go?
Uncirulated; Unvented.
Evacuate the heart right away.
The way its stone
Hold me lone.
Disappear before these eyes.
Vent wise the storm from this volcano.
Hug me.
applesbliss.
We are all creatures to the universe.
Everything I have wanted, I have be...

42 - 10-08-2000

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How did I age?
What is home.
Is home ecstasy?
Is home memories?
Is home unknown?
The stories you've been told
breaking like the waves'
sea.
The sky will never be same.
The sky just eyes the ocean.
It looks just like change.
Was not trying to get home.
but I made it.
Why I can not get home?
Why am I bound without bound?
To be bound.
I absolutely went there.
I absolutely was scared.
I was not.
A little before my time
To know what was mine.