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 | Mandibular Trenchcoat Reticulate | kind of a mix of kx21, Johnny Blahchren, and Linus Pauling | 041227 |  
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 | andru235 | he came from somewhere, but who cares he offered hints, his only wares
 they forgot of him quite at once
 so certain that he was a dunce
 
 indeed, i'm not the smartest thing
 and yet i know my outer ring
 with valences and all that stuff
 invisible to the science buff
 
 as you look unto the stars
 wondering where the hell we are
 might i offer one small clue?
 the answer lies inside of you
 
 "oh gosh," you say, "that is cliche"
 you've heard it said so many ways
 as you desperately flail around
 know that someday you'll be found
 
 my remains are stored near rivers
 remains which ought give you the shivers
 fissioned to the very last drop
 what if one of the seals should pop?
 
 not that you will listen to me
 you're too deaf to hear my plea
 and to those who understand:
 sorry, but you are outmanned
 
 the governments are now addicted
 to that which leaves me evicted
 from my home, a tiny place
 yet soon, much larger than your race
 
 could it be that life goes on
 into the microscopic beyond?
 this, your science cannot fathom
 certain we are mere math, the atom
 
 smaller than us goes forever
 and you thought string theory so clever!
 it isn't that the theory wrongs,
 it's just that there are endless songs
 
 and at each tier of time and space
 there is some type of sort of race
 which sometimes takes a form like you
 but usually, you've not a clue
 
 you kick a rock aside in anger
 where it is picked up by a stranger:
 two events connote existence
 of a form beyond your pretense
 
 enola gay flew over sea
 to drop a bomb that was made of me
 another story exists here
 than your politicians cheer
 
 japan, the summer of forty-five
 was already barely alive
 it's population could not eat
 its colonies gone, it had no meat
 
 now with only the home isles
 material shortage produced no smiles
 the iron low, the bauxite, gone
 they even now had lost Taiwan
 
 the U.S. had now won the war
 there was no resistance any more
 and yet they sent enola gay
 destructive in so many ways
 
 what then, did this act accomplish
 with the enemy already vanquished?
 well, the bomb made for global fear
 which makes the people easy to steer
 
 and now that you have almost forgot
 comes forth the scarier part of the plot
 will freedom reign forever more
 or is this slavery's newfound door?
 
 you'll find the need to work and work
 while the rich, their duties shirk
 and yet, if they did try to change
 the other rich they would estrange
 
 and so the trap is laid for all
 but into it we need not crawl
 though i haven't many answers
 learn the lesson of the dancers
 
 be yourself and twirl around
 even the popular are clowns
 the only thing you must not do
 is harm your brothers (sisters too)
 
 children, you are merely that
 'adult' is a fancy hat
 worn by those who want to think
 from them others ought to shrink
 
 see the leaders on t.v.
 see the face of a baby
 note the similarity
 proceed from there and you will see
 
 and now i depart from this quote
 for now i must go and emote
 i know too well that none will read
 the message from the actinide creed
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 | Venerable Terpsichore Plantain | either you type extremely fast, or you already had that one stored up somewhere. | 041227 |  
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 | misanthropic me | I think I like this... andru. I will ponder further. | 041227 |  
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 | jane | welcome_to_blather | 041229 |  
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 | monee | yeah. rock on. | 041229 |  
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 | Piso Mojado | how do you blathe? 
 are these thoughts that have been roaming around in your mind?
 conversations that you've had?
 things you've written previously?
 or are they fresh and new, created for_blather's_eyes_only ?
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 | andru235 | 50% verbalizations about things i have long considered 
 30% whimsical, for better or worse
 
 10% recent personal event-related
 
 5% are conversive with other blathers
 
 5% (or less?) are quotations, such as the_dog_and_the_wolf
 
 (percentage breakdown approximated)
 
 
 but! nearly all of my blathes are formulated in the blather box. while i have done much writing about many of these topics elsewhere in my life, i try to always write it anew, because:
 
 a)sometimes i feel i have really excellently conveyed my thoughts
 
 b) more often that (a) i feel i have only meagerly conveyed my thoughts, and
 
 c) often enough i'm like, why did i even post/write/blathe/journal this? no one could possibly make sense of it! too many gaps! poor choice of words! lack of effective prefacing!
 
 
 a few are contained elsewhere in my writings; it_all_exists is selection from a 30 page episode i wrote several years ago. the brief blathe is surely the better of the two. other things, like the_dark_cave, i have written about before although i didn't even look at the old writings when formulating the blather version because by writing anew, one has new insights into an idea.
 
 and my interminant 'atoms-have-feelings' posts are uniquely phrased here, but is nothing new to my writing. the clever can find my anonymous contributions of 'atomic-empathy' elsewhere in the world, but nowhere glamorous (several minneapolis area bridges, many years ago, for instance).
 
 and while i always cite direct quotations - with 'by ?' if unknown to me - i really feel that copyrighting has started to become excessive. i felt it for years, and knew it when p.hilton patented "that's hot". hot, that is not! you, the reader, and i had both used that phrase long before we even knew who you were, miss p.h. the imbalanced! that was a rare slander; sorry. i don't have anything against her except this patenting b.s..
 
 what i am saying is, though many of my phrasings are original to here, i don't consider them 'mine'. a while back i saw a poster of birds flying, with the phrase "they can because they think they can" underneath, attributed to virgil. virgil didn't speak english! and virgil wasn't the first person to verbally observe the power of will. so what, really, did the addition of 'virgil' do, other than add pretence? (if i recall correctly the literal translation of the virgil phrase is: "as they thought so they will
 be" [and looks suspiciously similar to erasmus' cogito ergo sum"] so the quote isn't even direct)
 
 if i 'coined a phrase' that offered society new insight into an idea - which i doubt will happen, as i'm no paragon of concision - but if i did, should i get credit for it? for doesn't the idea belong to a greater existence than myself, given that i was lead to it by 'life'? and surely there are others before me who have had the same idea but expressed it differently or not at all. so what, other than vanity, is my motivation to take credit? if it is a good idea, it shouldn't matter if it is attributed to -Yellow Banana, 1831. and if my ego is hardy, i won't care either.
 
 as for those who would exploit the anonymous arts of others to further themselves, i have usually observed that later, the universe catches up with them. ;)
 
 a good portion of my blathings are, of course, unique to blather, for-blathing-eyes-only, as you say. only seems fair considering that is what most of you do also.
 
 and when i come to blather, i have no idea what i will blathe about. if i have an agenda, my 'name' alone betrays it! but i, unstable as i am, operate sans-strategy.
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 | Doar | greetings from the blue ball of space. 
 over and out.
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 | DannyH | A large purse full of Kudos and some string for you for recent comedic offerings. | 051030 |  
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 | IGG in stalker mode | hi i am your official_blatherstalker.
 pleased to meet you (again).
 
 we must talk further, please keep blathing.
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 | phil | everything comes from need without that you're dead
 
 one note played
 without thinking
 missing out
 angered by breathing
 
 basic needs marked & undebated
 scaring children and wasting nations
 
 dark began
 standing triumphant in the corner
 still and overwhelming
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 | stork daddy | i like him. | 051030 |  
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 | somebody | where did he go? he was like omnipresent in 2005 but now he's just gone. it's strange. not that i mind. | 060208 |  
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 | falling_alone | andru235's_final_blathe | 060208 |  
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 | "Officially" | Intercolumniation Blather_back_alley
 Blather_775602nd_Avenue
 Blather_Alpine_Boulevard
 Blather_mysterious_corridor
 Andru235's_final_blathe
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 | IGG | i mind. i miss him.
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 | snide muttering | like it isn't totaly obvious that he still lurks aroudn | 060209 |  
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 | Doar | hey andru or P To the D. 
 ship me a line or two sometime.
 
 Know that you do have fans in the blue.
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 | Wasandru | I hardly ever blathe anymore. While my own contributions to blather have not always been that excellent, I am not responsible for the recent dreck. | 070626 |  
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 | Wasandru | (I say this in regards to blather_going_down_the_toilet.) | 070626 |  
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 | minnesota_chris | upon rereading his blathes, I like and miss him a lot more than I realized. | 080430 |  
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 | minnesota_chris | wise and gentle is a rare combination | 080430 |  
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 | i suspect insane | wise, or insane? | 080430 |  
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 | Doar | more insane that wise, more wise than insane.
 
 Can't help to thank you for joining us in this blather.
 
 Can't help to wish you would join us once again.
 
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 | ! | careful what you wish for! | 080501 |  
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