2ndperiodnotes falling_alone 1. wow think how flit by wheres pi? so easy i can't see that face his. him. his. voice rejoice v's and r's look alike to me 2.blather, i've evolved. no, just thought i did. can i, or wouldn't i make sense? 3. hah. will these be copied into space? probably not. what have i missed? black/white against. i don't understand, nod along and write. 4. i can't see through his head. 5. what has this to do with the words written on these pages. if i write over the text, can i form some new words. another language? 6. i'm talking to a... something. so is he. we are blobs. shiftless masses. The most influential thinker in the western church during this period was saint augustine of Hippo. Augustine and a number of theologians following him, wrote 7. this is what i wanted to say in iwonderwhatitfeelsliketonotcare extensively about the concept of "grace". According to the Catechism of the Catholic that you hear these words and see these notes but Church, "Grace is a participation in the life of God" (#1997). Christians could believe that do you read them or do you listen? Of course you hear it they participated in the life of God because, in Jesus Christ, God participated in human but you just hear and thats it. nothing computes. life. As Christianity spread, therefore, Christians of the time found grace everywhere. should it compute? i've been asking so many Their lives were sacramentalized from birth to death. The seasons of the year were questions lately. Answer me? Christianized into a liturgical calender. 041105 ... falling_alone This calendar was divided into the seasons of See, it doesn't matter. they think it does Advent, Christmas, Lent, the Triduum, Easter, and Ordinary Time. but it doesn't. Near the the end of the fifth century, some farmers in present-day France approached hahaha read between the lines. their local bishop with conerns about their harvest. 8. oh dear he erased it all 9. theclockisconstantlystuckononetime 6:04myaddressbutiamnothome. wearestuckandnoonenotices. 10.burgermeister bergermiester burgerking? 11. 1 out of 2 end in divorce where did love go? 12. revo strats emit 041105 ... falling_alone dragonscales on your back are peeling off i dont remember if i was able to say something about sailing i think i tried to sail a ship to sea and that's where satan came in so it changed to a mis- spelling and a mistake. my hand is cramping up see, my #12 was right "conversion of england -Pope St. Gregory I (the great) -mayor of Rome -1st monk to be made a pope (benedictine) -sent Italian monk Augustine somewhere -slave captured from England?" angles...angles...? sharp points outstreched my back is cramped now neck, kills being bent over in such a position these arrows on the page continue to grow longer space is running out. the time is still 6:04 shit, i can't understand cant read, his handwriting. i forgot about #30 on the test the answer was E even though it wasn't a choice. (and such is life-j.f.) read floating we're leaving the Isles now and turning our focus towards Europe "conversion of Germany: St. Boniface (apostle of ger.)" my fingertips are turning black and flattened. these nails are yellow. how now brown cow i'll get blisters to cover change colour the feel of paint brushes is such a comfort will cost me $56 and 36 cents goddamnit, oops. this is theology class. "1st Christian king- Clovis, wife- Clotide baptized by St. Remy (Reimes? France) something dynasty Merovingian?" "pepin the short (son) of Charles Martel... i've copied this before haven't i? ug. i did #12 donation of pepin" theres something moving inside me moving moving i can feel it rising up someone only controls Rome now. oh. the pope. which pope? i lost my book. the second hand doesnt move from ten 6:04:51 6* 04' 51" how do you get blather to recognise certain symbols (alt codes) what alt codes? (alt+OISI=?) the skin is turning red pressing too hard on the paper. . . . see #12 041108 ... falling_alone i think this is the only way to keep sane in that class. i am NoT turning into kx21, pah jillian. 041108 ... falling_alone nothing to say today. just a test. 041109 ... falling_alone ding ding ding _________ fire drill. no not today, when? a tuesday. 10 minutes 20? how much did it waste...glanced at the clock. add 2 min 55 sec damn i thought he would forget to tell us to stand. dont glance! dont glance at the clock still stuck where is all the water? banned. "and where has all the water gone, now that the war's been over..." that doesnt seem right. so how could we put out all the john G's. emancipate the water! lets all live in Japanese tea houses and hide out under artificial light. we are forced to choke on sugar. what is faith?how do we know we have it?how do we know it exists?do i have any faith.really i'm not sure.i dont know what faith constitutes as.what if i believe?well then i'm not really sure either.how do i know if i believe in anything?with my heart?listen to your heart.i can't seem to hear anything,feel anything,i can't feel your touch.it was meaningless.where did that go?maybe i've become detached,see i've drifted so far away...about 34 minutes to be exact.i am 34 minutes away. 041122 ... falling_alone i read my tea leaves the other day, they warned of deep burdens and anxiety. 041128 ... falling_alone i stayed up last night to paint some ugly christmas ornament that doesn't seem to have a "country" theme. ... he's just waiting for us to spew out these names and words that i don't believe we really understand. blue is a colour that represents the human aspect of God. red represents that God is divine in nature as well...wouldyouconsiderblaterredassacred? is blather a deity to us? blather is represented by both colours after all... and each of us worships in his/her own way. do you think the creators had this in mind when they picked the colours or maybe i'm reading too much into this. *** he's wearing purple. a colour fit for kings while we are all in blue. all of us. and you. _ ________ ___ _______ am i worshipping a false idol, my blather? a bible... it seems to come down to faith which is someting expressed above. ----- ----- let's interlock our lives, switch places in the story. a shiver encompasses my body. what good was a jacket if my legs were very bare. have you read about my nightmare someone_is_here i really do believe my house is haunted. it keeps eating my clothes. it almost ate my jacket. one day it will eat me. one by one we will disappear. either me or my father first. on to my sister and mother. till you're all alone and eaten next. 041129 ... this blathe was eaten next 041129 ... fix 041129 ... falling_alone ah...i am reborn... 041130 ... falling_alone hello blather. if you didn't know about you would you not understand that i was talking about you? my lips are only red becuase they bleed. how ominous disappearing lines/lives painting in the dark distorted and blured colours from view. we walk through a laboratory everyday they've made rats of all of us. this tickle in my throat will lead me to death my heart stops beating everytime i sneeze i told them i'm still here, not dead, just not yet. after 15, you would think it might be serious. sirius. i always do that. _ Pope Leo IX closed all Latin Rite Churches in Constantinople. attacks Latin Rite practices -celibacy -unleavened bread -fasting "something" -omitting the Alleluia during lent. _ "like a sore on the roof of your mouth that won't heal 'cause you keep tonguing it." you know, we never know his name its alludes the question or never comes into play. someone keeps becoming more and more unpopular, maybe he's the one to learn to keep quiet. Pope St. Leo IX responds by declaring his authority from St. Peter. why does the church in the middle ages seem like a bunch of egotistical bastards. ... -maybe cause they were/are? HE is the universal patriarch. Pope Leo IX dispatches 3 envoys to MC? :Cardinal Humbert Frederick Bishop Peter of Amalfi THIS TICKLE AT THE BACK OF MY THROAT HAS BEEN CONTINUOUS FOR 3 DAYS. itsallmadnessmadnessmadness. and she pointed out "ass". 041206 ... falling_alone they wrote me up 10/5 for helping them saving their asses. and i get written up i can feel the love. and i'm only going to skiv again. more yellow before my eyes. this will become an endless cycle. 6:04 i drew a face is cross-hatched with interstices of white she is pixelized. there was actually a conversation going, again by that girl who always speaks i ended up kicking thier dog. the kids who live across the street. not purposely. such a small pup. i tripped. and bled. but ran. and didn't look back. her hair is always long and plaited to the end of her back. black as night. am i supposed to copy this down? these blathes keep adding up. the pages have been quite empty lately, compared to how it was. where have you gone... to where the seals are puce and nicer than me? let's all gather round and talk about this disappearing ground becuase the cities are sinking and the sky continues to open up while sit here and help it along. St. Thomas Becket defended the "Honour" of God. god. with a big g. silly Catholics and our affinity for Capital LeTtErS. i've been screwed over many times this week. hurrah! but_first_a_question : if you had money you once were able to buy you very own "get out of hell free" card. no money? seems like you went straight to hell with you, poor bastard. this answers nothing of justice. it was/still is a game to the catholic church. rather Catholic Church. a game to make money. i.n.d.u.l.g.e. now, how do i respond? 041206 ... falling_alone oh glorious days of con- sumption how sweetly you melt like black ice doth when the days grow long. 041221 ... falling_alone lots of notes to pile up and never be seen in blather_space. 050128 ... falling_alone feels like i bit through time and everything escapes in the vortex created you can never change the future refund the present for your fate. 050131 ... falling_alone it looks like i have been thrown in a blender with every colour imaginable or did the sky just explode. what_would_you_say_if_your_sould_was_on_fire no one seems to answer. they would only let it burn. these white lights dance within my eyes. pressure builds while they blind draw an oyster i think you might feel better but don't forget to cross your ts or dot your i's dot dot dot i have become a separate entity no longer connected to my body. i believe something fell out continue your philippics i am no longer immured in this matrix what genre are you considered what are you an afficionado of? talleys count to 5 thought the number should be much longer implode and let your skull cavity cave in. 050315 ... falling_alone see quickly these eyelids droop. my notes become shorter his rants become longer while my pen scratches through silence there are things i have to do with no means to do them. there are places i need to go with no conviction to go there. there are words i need to say with no desire to do so. there are things i shouldn't eat but have lost my self control. mutual consent must be made the bride and groom live by rules. forces push them and pull problems arise like a bubble in a bubble, a boil blister of puss on my thumb through matched burnt as the flame climbed up. i only completed my duty each person has a natural right to get married. harder to get married then get divorced. Cheesecake factory usually has an 80 min wait yet he went and got in, maybe they know who we are and have blacklisted our names. solandry-have more than one husband. wouldn't that be nice this book lists love as a reason not to get married. if i were to get pregnant so says my mother i would be forced to marry. 050321 ... falling_alone i wonder could you erase your fingerprints? burn each finger and let them blister calluses form but peel it off for healing pink flesh. and the fingerprint stops unless to slowly forming slowly growing back but i can't see. marriage in the middle ages 500-1200 -married couple asked for a_blessing by the priest/bishop *sacrament* -children -religious ceremony in the church for marriage 1000-1100 -secret marriages- bigomy sin reminds me of catholic reminds me of uniform reminds me of grey reminds me of winter reminds me of death reminds me of the unknown reminds of secrets remind me of lies remind me of friendships reminds me of disintegrating reminds me of fire reminds me of hell reminds me of sin 050404 ...   I have not done any work for art! 050404 ... falling_alone I dont think the sleep will heal our wounds just yet H ealing, not until we receive some closure, closure that A clear backpack would never bring that being the V ery breach of our privacy, but they'll get them E very bag will be overcharged and ' N ow they will love themselves for a great plan O vertly covered answers in your book, answers N ever known to others E ither that or you purposely hid the fate of A ll of us N ot that you could care less whether we live Y ou only wanted to fall back to sleep W ith your head leaning against the cold O thers might scoff R eal dazzling lights filter through the screen K illing, filtering into your heart F orcing your lungs to stop breathing O r was it just the opposite? could the light R each out and filter through your body A llowing you, forcing your heart to beat R eopening the airways to your lungs T o make sure you are alive, look in to my eyes ! 050524 ... falling_alone i never finished you, and now there are no more 2ndperiods to. 050601 what's it to you? who go blather from