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2What story starts today?
3What story ends today?
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7The Robot
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9It was sealed, locked and stowed in a small wooden box finished in a layer of dust and concluded with a brass lock dressed in tarnish. A capsule in time or a testament in regret, nonetheless forgotten, nonetheless hidden from curious eyes or stumbling souls, and most of all from him. It slumbered under the weight of newspapers that once archived times long past and forgotten. Beside it was the second oldest Bible he owned, for the oldest was of signifigance and would not be found in the dilapidated debris carefully concealed in the back corner of his linen closet.
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11and it smelled a musty smell of dust and mildew.
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13gamete, salinity, "biological booze", bouillon, viviparous, largess, planetary [metaphor], decanted [biologically], proboscis, germinal, mutation, inoculated, indissolubly, sibilant, inculcate, boskage [copse], maudlin, discarnate, 'toweled herself dry', axiomatic, 'listening, they felt larger', pullulation, plangent, solecism, tonic, 'newly unbottled babes uttered', flaxen, galvanic, abstemious, pensive, submarginal, stultifying, concupiscence, dour, fuliginous, gumption, 'sick and blew the clam chowder both ways', roast beef, camphor, dram, sardonic, eructation, ribald, palaver, perfidy, isinglass, cur, rapine, ineluctable, modality, milieu, festoon, privet, frisson, imperishable, desiccated, relict, coign, quoin, flyblown, sable, grike, mawkish, atavism, chamfer, fief, muslin, guttersnipe, cortège, imperious, acme, invective, pabulum, mauve, oriflamme, penitent, afflatus, contumelious, cadge, cynosure, porter, lumbago, idiosyncratic, vellum, moiety, comminate, pith, burnish, pinguid, diaphane, scullion, bantam, jejune, treacle, serry, dross, cinereous, emarginate, vesture, truepenny, entelechy, chyron, suspire, incertitude, heresiarch, filch, torrefy, susurrus, concomitant, catarrh, rheum, rococo, vespiary, fulminate, puckish, prig, arrogate, trenchant, shorne, mien, physiognomy, invective, cogent, ermine, bonhomie, writ-large, dysrationalia, thumb-on-the-scale, dross, spinnaker, abattoir, inchoate, cabal, ablution, oakum, rubicund, lassitude, lodestar, locus, matutinal, inanition, humectant, concomitant, bacillus, lentiginous, tumescent, ablution, skein, rutilant, fen, ken, discalced, brocade, caparison, lachrymose, pusillanimous, veridical, penury, timorous, paucity, dearth, inure, vicissitude, vicinage, exculpatory, gudgeon, susurrate, caliginous, pataphysical, puissant, winnower, churlish, fete, winsome, bedlam, riparian, bistre, cachectic/cachexia, doggerel, jungle law, angling (fishing), harry, filigree, hoar, dram, cotton (verb), slake, kairos, thaumaturge, duplicity, panache, bandy, falderal, rheum, picayune, philistine, poltroon, concrescence, plaintive, unco, clauber, rictus, lief, gasconade, anodyne, scrofulous, pettifogging, calumny, quagmire, cincture, ken, damask, mountebank, bezonian, ylem (pronounced: eye-lum), legerdemain, "market week" after two market weeks, picayune, argot, foison, avoirdupois, caterwauling, purloin, scrod, livery, pedigree, triune, incarnadine, knell, pendulous, caitiff, minikin, esperance, cozen, lemniscate, modish, calcareous, rakish, dearth, dehiscence, macerate, commensal, propitiation, skulduggery, redolent, doleful, bawdy, plumulaceous, stodgy, panoply, auspice,
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15Sermon of the worms 
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17Obscure Arbiter
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19Black Kite
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21o'er the hills and rolling plains
22rolling towards the main
23comes a man in shadow obscure
24here to play the game
25
26where then is the arbiter?
27this man of mask and sound
28asks the kind old barber
29before the solar bound
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31away in a cave in spirits lay
32responds the wise old man
33a day's journey across the land
34strike south, and pray ye not be damned
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36shilling pence and silver coin
37captured between the hands
38the shadowed man to the wise man
39greet meet then rebound
40
41o'er the hills and rolling plains
42rolling towards the main
43goes a man in shadow obscure
44there to play the game
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46Plumulaceous- having the texture of down
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48usurus cannibal - student loans peoples
49
50If you want to advance in your career, one of the most important things you need to do is make sure your creative ideas are accepted by the people who will actually make them a success.
51
52"It is this."
53-best sentence in history (simplicity, necessity) 
54
55--
56Hey!
57
58Beetle Bailey in the Charlotte Observer.  A pretty funny one today.  
59
60that blasted bedlam, sprout forth from madness and idle mind
61
62#The Stage    <-- story related f-list room
63
64the blackness of darkness - moby dick
65 the Pequod, a ship “with an old fashioned claw-footed look about her” - moby dick
66a "cannibal of a craft"
67
68Post modernism are the questions, what is existence?  What is the universe?  Why is it here?
69It is the what and the why questions spurned from the technological and intellectual advancements made during World War II.  
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71Modernism deals with the Who.  Who are we?  Who am I?  Who are you?  Modernism suggests people are the most interesting and difficult questions.  And that is what I follow.  PoMo is easy, almost childish.  I have answered all their questions to the sufficiency of my logical and rational belief system.  But modernism, never.
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74"Dea is my maiden name"  from a guy
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76If you come with n sensory perfction of another human, there is a relationship
77applies to restaurants
78body language
79 
80I'm thankful that I'm trusted 
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82
83Enter KING LEAR, fantastically dressed with wild flowers - kl, shk
84"By the operation of the orbs" - King Lear, Shakespeare (by the heavens/by physics)
85"Out of my sight!"  - King Lear ,Shakespeare
86"If for I want that glib and oily art" - King Lear, Shakespeare, (spoken by Cordelia, 'if I were to be as insincere/disgenuine as my sisters, if I were to lie and flatter)
87"Time shall unfold what pleated cunning hides"  - King Lear, Shakespeare
88"Now, Gods, stand up for bastards!"  - King Lear, Shakespeare
89"Mum, mum:  he that keeps nor crust nor crumb, Weary of all, shall want some"  - King Lear, Shakespeare
90marble hearted fiend - kl ,shk
91blasts and fogs upon thee! -kl, shk
92an eater of broken meats - kl, shk
93you whoreson, cullionly barbermonger - kl, shk
94thou whoreson zed--thou unnecessary letter! - kl, shk
95fortune, that arrant whore, never turns the key to the poor - kl, shk
96Vengeance!  Plague!  Death!  Confusion!  - kl, shk
97Burning, scalding, stench, consumption - kl, shk
98you embossed carbuncle - kl, shk
99Who alone suffers suffers most i' the mind - kl, shk
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101Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
102You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
103Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the cocks!
104You sulphurous and thought-executing fires,
105Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
106Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder,
107Smite flat the thick rotundity o' the world!
108Crack nature's moulds, an germens spill at once,
109That make ingrateful man! - kl, shk
110
111Alas, sir, are you here? things that love night
112Love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies
113Gallow the very wanderers of the dark,
114And make them keep their caves: since I was man,
115Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder,
116Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never
117Remember to have heard: man's nature cannot carry
118The affliction nor the fear. - kl , shk
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121Men in rage strike those that wish them best - Shakespeare, Othello
122This cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen - King Lear, Shakespeare
123All dark and comfortless. - King Lear, Shakespeare
124Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile;
125Filths savour but themselves... - King Lear, Shakespeare
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127O!  That way madness lies.  - King Lear, Shakespeare
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129By the pricking of my thumbs,
130Something wicked this way comes - Macbeth, Shakespeare
131Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.  - Macbeth, Shakespeare
132Fair is foul, and foul is fair, hover through fog and filthy air. - Macbeth, Shakespeare
133Tis safter to be that which we destroy
134Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy. - Macbeth, Shakespeare
135Unnatural deeds do breed unnatural troubles - Macbeth, Shakespeare
136I have supped full with horrors. - Macbeth, Shakespeare
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138to deny me the right of time
139
140What is the optimal way to communicate emotion?
141
142his massive black ass crack
143
144go:  good liberty placement means extra moves
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146go: form bars
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148go: you can gain 1 or 2 moves by making your sacrificial stones not so obvious
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150
151Framed on his desk was a rectangle of paper and on it, in a cloud of graphite, "LAWRENCE F PRESCOTT" rubbed off from the Wall.  To its right flank stood in dignified shadowbox a Purple Heart.  The clock ticked.  He took a seat.
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153A shiny cloud of graphite on paper rectangle sliver stood firm framed on his desk bearing the etched named "LAWRENCE F PRESCOTT" rubbed off from the wall.  Flanking in cherrywood shadow box: a Purple Heart.
154Man.  The legend.  The sacrifice.  The unit and the ultimate.  The infinite and definitely finite.  The priceless and the quantifiable and the brother and uncle and father. 
155The clock ticked and James took his seat. 
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159Deep in the Scattered Disc is an oblong world of ice and interest / ice and isolation
160Deep in the Scattered Disc broods an ancient world entombed in cosmic rime.  It is an oblong It is a veteran of isolation and consistency. (?)
161
162a heavy, leather-brown ledger
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164a heavy brownleather ledger 
165
166a man who makes a mistake is more valuable than a man who hasn't
167
168We shaved the kid's head and found this mess of long black lines that crossed and ran over his whole scalp like a gritty cobweb.  damn weird.  We couldn't make heads or tails of it so we sent him to the medical ward even though he was just a new recruit and hadn't yet completed all his paperwork.  It was just weird.  Get a cap on that kid.  I ain't never seen nothing like that before.  I seen eczema, scabs, bugs, and some queer skulls but not a bunch of black lines like that.  Like they were painted on or something.   (he use to scratch his head with ballpoint pens) (some short story intro)
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170social media is like submarine warfare to me.
171
172Soul sneaks no steppin foul now
173
174Dinah has alopecia
175
176these men with medal eyes
177these men with medals in their eyes 
178these men with ribbons in their eyes 
179many these men with medals in their eyes 
180and piston guts and balm, combusting under colors and glory.  These are our heros and our machines and our revered souls lofted in glass and art and mind.
181
182on the teak veneer, coins of blood.
183
184lie the cursed man with a bird bound about his breast.
185
186go strat:  cut and then knights move
187
188"Hahaha, tell it man, tell it."  Hahaa, "aight fine.  Fine man, fine.  So I'm walkin down the street stoned with a creme soda..."
189
190every intelligent-enough animal is plotting humanity's demise.
191
192I AM OLD AS DIRT.
193addresses in manners and uptight sayings, "
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195One question to ask when appreciating art:
196     "What is being communicated to me?"
197
198Tounging his tortured tooth 
199
200and ripped a great crater in the sky
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203---
204What We Will
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206story about a small charity that gets a large check in the mail all of a sudden
207dont know where it comes from
208comes from wealthy man who committed suicide due to lonesomeness
209---
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211Sound of sirens bounding between brick walls, sound of city 
212where the sounds of sirens bound between the great grey backs 
213
214"There ain't no menu"
215"You're at ____, we make you whatever you want" 
216
217Where was Moses when the candle went out?  - In the dark.
218Who was the man that rose out of the Earth? - Adam
219
220The biggest cash cow in America is the fact a business entity can afford a lawyer whereas an individual can not. 
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222bills Bill's bill a bill for the bills.  (charges Bill's beak a bill/letter regarding the bills/weapons)
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224sci-fi "bird-feeder" in space, attracts humans, free energy for ships? constructed by alienz for the same reason humans have bird-feeders
225
226strength must be won by strength - c&p
227
228"What do you want?" he shouted, apparently astonished that such a ragged person was not annihilated by the majesty of his gaze. - C&P
229
230"people who don't need any locks are happy" - c&p
231
232"there are two types of men, only:  ordinary and extraordinary" - c&p
233they seek in very varied ways the destruction of the present for the sake of the better - c&p
234the more cunning a man is, the simpler the trap he must be caught in - c&p
235
236the one who sold old clothes - c&p  who sold old robes and clothes
237
238I bought my first black suit for my Father's funeral.  I still have it, but I've since outgrown it.
239
240on his wicked lips hang Aramaic murmurations
241
242Rights bow to ability.
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244They become nothing more than dust and vapor.
245
246My childhood was Michael Jordan.
247
248his breath was dressed with the reek of cigarettes and onion, foul gas.  
249
250a man walked in to my bar, reached under the collar of his shirt and plucked off his rosary.  He looked me and asked, "Can this get me two drinks?"
251A priest walks into a bar, reaches down his shirt, plucks off his rosary, and asks the bartender, "How many drinks can this get me?"
252
253Spirits, soporifics, ales, aliments, everything you need at Bree's traveling pharmacy!
254
255What's it like being black in America?
256
257came clouded in a pneuma of fugue/sat cast in a pneuma of fugue.
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259Toccata & Fugue = Amnesiatic improvisation (Literally) 
260
261drifting semantics
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263the metallic sun
264
265The best competition is where two souls race to a finish line infinitely far away, and if either one gets behind, the other drags them back up.
266Competition as a device, not a vice.
267
268Can you spare a dolla fo some watta? 
269
270We brought our Gods with us.
271
272a drinker's doughlike face 
273
274For this Lent, I'm giving up my grudges.
275
276wielding a wren-wrought wand of weirding
277
278A woman went wandering, wielding a wren-wrought wand of wilding whittled out of warped willow wood.
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280and sat laughing podunkishly
281
282that great wrenched root
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284warped eldritch wood
285
286"It's a secret; can you keep it?~"
287
288his convicted rictus belching,
289saying foolish things
290
291forever until doom cracks black dawn over the land
292
293BLACK DAWN
294
295Maple block BBQ 
296Wellington's world champ BBQ
297
298Negative space 
299
300boughs of the tree, teak tinted and weak with brittle little twigs.
301
302There in the dewy grass lay my mother's foot, severed.
303
304This effervescent woman.  (to be used in a very terse sparse writing env. think ray carv) 
305This physical writ. 
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307Upon the sunlit limb sweet cerulean clouds curled into an angry night.  (Neptune passing) 
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309a silversmithed staff, smote from a smarmy smoked smurf
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311under the livid light of wyvern eyes, cleaving clouds and hacked fire
312
313between the cleft of clouds // cleaving clouds
314
315"sorry, I was busy cutting my medicine in half"
316
317He was a shade past fifty-five, felt-capped with kind eyes as young as his spirit.
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319/me dies and rots and stinks.
320
321From the shadow of a doubt out came about Aristophanes.
322ARISTOPHANES:  Xoac, xoac, xoac!  Kikkek, kikkek!  Kor, kor, kor! 
323
324------------- the frogs, aristophanes
325dionysus descends into hell with Xanthius and hosts a rap battle betwee Euripides and Aeschylus
326
327Search where you will, you'll never find a true 
328Creative genius, uttering startling things. - The Frogs
329
330Which is the quickest way to get to Hades? 
331I want one not too warm, nor yet too cold.
332
333But you go roaring like an oak on fire.
334
335private gods
336
337O phlattothrattophlattothrat!
338
339EURIPIDES I loathe a townsman who is slow to aid,
340And swift to hurt, his town: who ways and means
341Finds for himself, but finds not for the state.
342---
343EURIPIDES Canons of verse I introduced, and neatly chiselled wit;
344To look, to scan: to plot, to plan: to twist, to turn, to woo:
345On all to spy; in all to pry.
346
347AESCHYLUS You did: I say so too.
348---
349AESCHYLUS Lost his bottle of oil.  (trolling, repeated)
350
351AESCHYLUS WINS:  CLEAR PROSE BEATS CLEVER PROSE (moral of story)
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354- Ralph -
355story about an older man who has cancer and dies.
356extremely simple
357it has no agenda, no twists, no subplot
358his last months of life, living
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361Milk and whiskey 
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363To Tartarus does the rubble wasteland flow.
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365A black wrapped gift he does produce.  
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367hither, thither, sit and quiver
368hear my story, shake and shiver/whisper
369listen mister/blither/liver/giver/river/viver/splendor(?)
370
371Foot of Earth and mouth of soil
372Taken from this mortal coil
373Dead bones, dead bones, rend and rot
374Fester, bubble, fleshy rubble
375putrefaction, liquefaction
376Rise up!  Rise up!  Dead man's solemn song.
377
378"BITCH, GET ON THE BENCH" - freestyle rap opener
379"'CHU 'N UR FUKN FRENCH SHIT"
380
381
382It's because I babble that I do nothing.  Or perhaps it is that I babble because I do nothing.  I have learned to babble this last month, lying for days on end in my corner thinking. . .just nonsense. - dostoevsky, c&p
383
384One must cut ones coat according to ones cloth - c&p
385
386"When reason fails, the devil helps." - c&p
387When reason fails, the devil hails. 
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389You say 'woe is me, woe is me, I am such a victim' you fill yourself with self-pity, taking sorry for yourself.  Because it feels good, it feels comforting, because it invalidates your deeds done to arrive at your state.  And in so invalidating them, it absolves yourself of blame for your current state.  'Woe is me for the world has done this to me.  I, obviously, have not done it to myself!' 
390
391dark colossus
392
393(soldier with captive enemy at gunpoint, both staring):
394Like a current between their eyes ran deep empathy and the politics of the age.  Each a resigned submission to the powers that be.  They were old enough, and human enough.
395He moved on towards the camp... 
396
397ideas for work:  shrink systems
398
399I got rejection issues, otherwise known as acceptance issues.
400
401"Jambin?  Where you get that name ennywey?"
402"Ain't you heard.  Jamming music, jambing my finger.  Gon make whole troop a niggas think that's a god damn word.  Stupid."
403"Naw really?"
404"Wanna know?"
405He leaned forward, crooked his jaw.
406"Said jambón wrong frunnatha boss"
407"Damn"
408"Yup"
409"You fuckin stupid"
410"Shut the fuck up nigga" 
411
412"Jambin?  What like you jambing yo finga a lot a somethin?"
413He stewed.
414"Yeah."
415
416"Jambin."
417"Jamming?"
418...
419"Yeah."
420Stupid.
421
422I prefer skiffs,
423on a big ship sometimes you can't even feel the motion of the ocean/ocean's motion.
424
425"Nothing rattles the brain cells like the desire to wipe out the other side" - The Old Man, DAS BOOT
426
427"Sailboats make the most beautiful lines."  - old man, das boot
428
429PoMo - you meditate on the constituency of being.
430Modernist - you meditate on the constituency of mind
431I have whittled PoMo down to one unanswerable question - "What is existence?"
432Modernism... I have made no headway.  
433
434KBTG: YOU HAVE TO WRITE A TRIAL. PRESCOTT GETS OFF CLEAN, MAKE IT SEEM LIKE HE WON'T (twist), STILL GETS HIS POETIC JUSTICE AT END IN JOHN'S CELL. ACT III
435Prosecution: Louis Auligier
436(where is James?)
437Expound on the state of the American “corrections” facility. The idea of prison is not punishment. It is corrections. It is rehabilitation. It is education. In theory, the penitentiary system is to correct socially unacceptable behavior. But to think of this in the current state of the penitentiary system is vastly absurd. This chasmatic difference is a probe to measure the distance between realized society and ideal society, amongst other things.
438The idea of prison is not punishment, it is corrections, rehabilitation, education. In theory, the prison is an educational system. Now, is it? It has been utterly laid waste by diseased ethics, bartered morals, and vacant empathy.
439
440Rejection causes pain, pain causes fear, fear causes caution, caution causes judgment 
441
442The US Gov't functions on what the elites think and where the people live.
443
444Out at open sea with a captain that has a mental breakdown/hallucinations 
445
446To have no ending nullifies the need for a theory of the beginning.
447
448
449Run blood, run blood,
450red down the stairs and
451pooling like a syrup vitale
452you can smell it in the air
453it sits in the air 
454like iron sits in the air
455rending eyes to turn and
456soaking in the teak
457quiet crimson violence
458his robe damp and saffron
459and in his frail final hand
460crunched in rheumatism
461clutched papernote writ
462agenbite of inwit.
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464The Old Bird
465
466About an old, rural pastor that moves out of depression and into the acceptance of his death upon watching a big old dying black bird die on top of his church's spire.
467
468arthritic wrists
469spreading his ragged, arthritic wings.  They flopped uneven, lofted his left side and he clambered back his balance with calloused talons upon the spire.  It's fine, darling.  Rest.
470his tired disjointed toes trying to scratch his neck, but he is too old and weak to reach
471Old Bird resting on church spire, is very old and a darling, tries to fly, can't, dies, 
472very end character removes him so that he will not stink and attract disease
473He was a beautiful and heavy bird but aged dismally.  I watched his face.  A breeze came over the roof.
474"Greg."  I said.  That is my name.  I smiled.
475^
476I am an old pastor at a Presbyterian Church that does not have a healthy attendance.
477^
478I resolved to go up to the roof this afternoon and pick him up before he stunk.  However as I was busy with my mid morning activities I became mired in troublesome thoughts that seemed to whirl.  I was distressed enough I marked my verse and went to the utility room and retrieved the ladder.
479**At first I thought he might have flown off.  (denial)
480**I resolved to go up to the roof this afternoon and pick him up before he stunk. (anger)
481**However as I was busy with my mid morning activities I became mired in troublesome thoughts that seemed to whirl.  I was distressed enough I marked my verse and went to the utility room and retrieved the ladder. (bargaining)
482**Though it was a bright day I found myself furrowed.  (depression)
483**He was a beautiful and heavy bird but aged dismally.  I watched his face.  A breeze came over the roof.
484"Greg."  I said.  That is my name.  I smiled.  (acceptance)
485
486his freedom captured in age
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488
489Brain stain yo
490Explain no
491this the game, max pain
492thicket in the brain, yo
493ain't no shame swillin mad flame
494ain't no shame rakin dough, sellin hoes
495[internal rhyme] [external rhyme]
496[internal rhyme] [external rhyme]
497
498There are four branches of government in the US, each which wage limited war with one another:  the Executive, the Legislative, the Judicial, and the People. 
499
500you a phrase turner I'm a craze birther, motherfucker
501
502"The darkness provides a cover under which panic can secretly spread."  - das boot
503
504"much waving his arms in the air so his cuffs shoot out and show his gold cufflinks" - das boot 
505
506"And her laughter!  Tossed out like sparkling coins."  - das boot
507
508eve of the 85th Apogee
509
510"Why in livid lord!"
511
512you don't take the state's side over your child
513
514"You less-than linear idiot."
515
516now i done grew up round some ppl livin their life in bottles grandaddy had tha golden flask back stroke e'ry day in Chicago some ppl like the way it feel some ppl wanna kill their pro'lems some ppl wanna fit in whit tha popular that was my pro'lem i was in a dark room loud tunes lookin to make a vow soon taht ima get fucked up fillin up my cup i see tha crowd move changin by the minute and tha record on repeat took a sip then another sip then somebody said to me:
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519Trust is the foundation of social engineering
520social engineers attempt to establish a level of authority or build a level of trust before digging for too much information
521they are likely to use company lingo or provide details that seem to verify their claimed identity
522social engineers may think you need to act quickly
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525Big Al  (Al like Alfred)
526Obese alcoholic American man saves the day in spite of difficult life as an obese man in modern day America
527    -does he quit drinking?
528    -what are the aspects of a difficult life as an obese man? : mockery, image, self-esteem, health issues, physical issues, social derision
529    -what is "saves the day"?  : spreads good and love, makes people happy, including those that mock/dislike him
530
531novella/short novel, less than 200 pages
532
533Big Al - huge heavy man, great fantastic putter, almost never misses 
534"Man who never misses a putt"
535KMCC crowd
536makes all putts except 2
537midway climax thru story
5383-putts at the end 
539still wins/comes in second 
540obesity in America 
541loses weight 
542
543old Asian man - stony Jackson
544"dis shot will go 230 yahds, it will hit the faihway, bounce three, roll seven yahd, stop, you see that dead tree?, stop theah."
545"bullshiyit Kien"
546"you will bet me fifteen dolla"
547"I will bet you fifteen bucks?"
548"you will bet me fifteen dolla"
549"aight"
550-shot goes in woods-
551"fuck!"
552
553Villain is a man who can drive extraordinarily far
554black man, pro golfer, makes albatross/condor?  (Day Creek, name) 
555(driver vs putter)
556
557what it is to be in America, golf course chatter, politics, KBTGness, women, wives, marriage, other people, drunk, etc 
558-------------------------------------------
559
560"Is there nothing firm?"
561    - reference to the fluidity of laws, of people's protections, of people's right, stripped by those who can, eroded by sustained selfishness, greed, profit, and most importantly, a lack of empathy
562
563narrow arrow
564
565"Tsch man muhfuk u wiggin white boye"
566
567"Ha ha ha!"  He straightened his back, sat up.
568
569TRAYVONS DRIVE MUST BE AS STRONG AS AHABS 
570
571"If you're not at the table, you're on the menu"
572
573A loneliness long creeping finally grasped him 
574
575the hatred of fermented abuse 
576
577Stop blowing up my feed with your desperate scavenge for validation
578
579lift your tschink with tschunk - ulysses cheer
580"Now please lift your tschink with tschunk and go to the dogs!"  He smiled and he raised his glass.  - Prescott
581(Joyce + Tagore) 
582
583wheeling about - turning about quickly
584
585like an evaporated tune
586
587"...if you're gonna lie like a rug to me..." - ms daisy 
588"only took me six days, same time it took the Lord to create the world" - hoke 
589to put on airs - to act rich/how you positively appear
590
591Depression is where you struggle to find something that gives you day to day pleasure in your life 
592
593James needs to be more indecisive, story revolves around it
594
595We were where the horizon could be no wider.  Midsts of the Atlantic licking up our bow rocked us, mother nature's arm.  Steel greyed sky clocked around us at the pace of a frozen hourglass.  Nautron respoc lorni virch.
596
597The clouds colored the sun and its reach pastel lemon
598
599Precambrian convulsions 
600Precambrian terror
601
6021/p where p is a prime number is a repeating decimal with period p-1 (INCORRECT) 1/31 = period 15, 1/11 period 2 
603
604Everything has a pattern to it.  Absolutely nothing is random.  Every effect must have a cause.
605Patterns relationships or repetitions?
606Nothing I can do can't not have a pattern to it.
607Everything is repeated. 
608or Everything is related. 
609
610If you are writing 3rd person omniscient, which you are, you need to expose more people's feelings, biases, emotions, logic behind their action/dialogue, e.g:
611 - He just stood there shaking.  He didn't know what to say but he knew what he was feeling.
612 - A lanky girl in leather, having freshly set down her phone and read the verse for the first time, jutted in from her nose “Women can’t be wealthy too?” a hard, old sentiment.
613Known But To God:  struggle for personal identity (usefully expose with 3rd person omni)
614internal struggles known to none but God and myself.
615
616I just created a "I just sat by this white dude" story today lol (wingstop) 
617
618yeah but you'll hafta do a dozen magnitudes better than that 
619
620"..listen because no man can walk in anotha man's shoes, so in order to..."
621-only glimpse of Trayvon's first speech
622
623"everyone loves a ball" (an actual ball, sphere) 
624
625Talk extremely technical jargon at the beginning of a class to inspire the students to learn exactly what that means 
626
627SoC: rationalizations 
628------------------
629Keep well,
630
631-Kyle
632------------------
633If you know a law is wrong, change it. If something is unlawful, make it law.
634They say. They mock us with its simplicity, knowing completely the people have no representation, that the government is no longer of the people, nor for the people, but of the money, for the money, of the power, for the power. They mock us with archaic definitions and wistful realities; and they rationalize it as good, for we the people have lost the power to define it as bad. 
635
636Across the street marched several children wearing patkas, laughing in the sun. 
637
638School is old school (the teaching method) 
639
640I come with no curtains - I'm being real/genuine
641I hear no curtains - I'm not being deceptive 
642
643Looking stone (Scholar's stone) - the complexity of the stone can offshoot several directions of thought, aiding in problem solving 
644
645The first thing you judge about a stranger/new person is their apparent power
646
647Descriptive Metaphors of the surroundings reflect protagonist's mental state:
648Bigger on the lam:  the wind moaned outside and died down, like an idiot in an icy black pit. 
649
650John DeVaughn's cell mate died of drug withdrawal 
651
652With guns and gas 
653
654Parasitism is subjective 
655
656Spinning spangles 
657
658Life comes down to two choices: truth or good feelings.  
659
660art is the subjective translation and archival of history
661
662"old as the hills" - the old man
663
664ha ha ha ha ha, faggot inna ferrari
665parking lot at nine o'clock, triple robbery
666
667
668you ancient history, Egyptian mystery
669you rap like Shakespeare soliloquy
670unexpectedly past ya dad's vasectomy
671accidental pregnancy, a marriage thief 
672you extra beef, you pussy leak, capishe?
673slapped on the table, ya ma cut cable
674cuz welfare ain't able to make payable 
675contributions to the new family solution
676redistribution to the crazy wailing baby
677got rabies, maybe, and shit cries daily 
678but ain't nothin changed there.
679
680you slow yo, know you don't grow 
681I'm fast track, peak peak peak like NASDAQ
682
683Dis my game kid, yo days of fame are thru
684Time's new.  Who?  You.  Nah, me.  You thru.
685You blew.  You screwed.  You white dried glue
686Little boy blue you just gum on my shoe
687Because you steppin on my turf, my Earth.
688You come in my game?  You gon get cursed
689or worse, sent home to mama in a hearse
690Heartbeat black and proud of it
691Yo face look like clam chowder shit
692Yo rap tact cain't grasp a sack of ass fat
693hazmat gas attack
694hacky-sack
695
696You dress like Blank Blankity would
697You 
698
699
700Louis Auligier lawyer against Prescott?
701
702Ain't naught a none - no problem 
703
704borrowed oranges
705pustule of preserved Precambrian pus
706
707Weekends and holidays are annoying for investors, it's days where money doesn't make more of itself 
708
709Our shores are as strange and as wild as when our forefathers arrived
710It's good to see your actions carry weight
711"I can only identify with what I am recognized to be"
712
713They hate folks who try to organize 
714
715"We must have the same American productivity in protection and policy as we see in production."
716"Corporation's money made is pocketed.  Corporation's money lost is forced on the shoulders of citizens."
717
718Every single institution, from the tiniest town church to overarching international organizations, is corrupt to some degree.  Every institution.  It is simply a byproduct of us people.  You can say it even extends down to interpersonal relationships. 
719
720We keep the middle class at a degree of want such that they consider more is more is good.  And we market off this.  Members get more. Subscribers get more.  Buy one get one half off.  Upgrade to the blue card, get more.  More.  They can't get enough because we don't allow them, and we use this.
721
722feet fete feat. Feete
723
724Hatred hooked the lip.
725
726burnt it to send smoke to the sky, to God -- sacrifice
727
728"You can't make me do nothin but die!" - Bigger Thomas
729
730Complexity can be measured by the reliance on gestalt properties 
731
732It was cathartic to cut.  The knife slid seamlessly up the underbelly, unzipping rich inner reds.
733
734tale of the alcoholic navigator (on a 1700's ship)
735
736And in his handkerchief Prescott coughed up grey spew.
737
738She thought but her thoughts were in images and ideas and not words 
739
740Rudy eats a big meal by Dinah
741"Oh I'm stuffed, so full"
742foreshadowing preg (some way) 
743
744Move fish cleaning scene earlier, foreshadow circum later (not immediately) 
745Time comes:  She fished through the drawer, uptook the fillet knife, her favourite knife.
746
747DFQ is wrong wichu 
748DFQ
749srsly.
750
751Bishop has seizure/stroke/falls (old) while Rudy lives with him.
752"Thank God you were there," he says 
753Has to have surgery, James pays? 
754
755Make the "final straw" against Prescoot the discovery of Wallace's death?
756
757afternoon cut the room through windows twelve feet tall
758
759fish eggs
760Momma.
761Momma comma trauma. Damn.
762
763It don't take long for the hour hand to drag its ass up to twelve, that's fuh sho.
764
765I dreamed I drank gasoline.
766
767The Chalet Sundae
768The waiter set down a primped and pristine plate of intricate silver.  From its middle rose a cold, crystal trumpet glass with white ice cream.  Upon the top an opalescent strawberry glaze sweated smooth off creamy white contours of cream.  At its base beaded sweet berries in valentine hues hosted in a puddle of thick velvet port.  Squiggles of gold sprinkled along its crown and a light fog lifted from its soft frosted peaks.
769Prescott hovered over his like a beetle.  He grinned and cigar ash flaked down on his dessert.
770"Shit," he said and surgically picked it off with his tiny spoon.
771
772The Jupiter Steak 
773
774
775Shut your eyes and see.
776Up ahead: the void.  There is no void.  Stretch out your hand, see the sea the cloudy gate through light traveling at speeds of c, the stars.  Gilded orbs glowing, dying, exploding, speeding circles across the gate
777
778The Prophecy
779Night came from the East, slipping sun under horizon's crease.  Nothing new doing.
780Then in them come bolides marching, gliding across the night, their sides on fire, toxic cutting flying light.  Spew off them little fireflies, boiling rocks in the sky, come crashing down, cool off and found.  Pendant of an Empire.  Make an Emperor's necklace.  Make an Emperor.  A robed hoary Priest hastened in the night, saint solidified under sky-ripping light.  A baby came wailing.  Hail, hail the new age.  Hail.  Hail the Priest; hail the King; hail the Emperor; hail the Queen.  Hail, hail from the tabernacle.  Slaughter the fattest: sacrificial salutation.  Draw down and bow.  The new Emperor hath been born from Jeshua's cold cornered dorm.  Hail, he come hearing.  Make your voices heard, the new age is coming.  
781glittering bolides, boiling boulders of otherworldly origin
782Spew off lively fireflies, boiling mountain of the skies
783The axis splits the omphalos
784
785
786Prescott was a beetle-like man.  bursting with money and indigestion
787Bet he's over 300.  Cream do that. No control.
788
789If you want to change the world, say please.
790
791Never inspire people with negative words.  Never allow yourself to be inspired by negative thoughts.
792
793short story in SoC of someone wanting to look up something online, follows distractions, sees ads, bad thoughts, social media, crap, advertising, wastes time
794
795Let's look it up.  whats the tallest
796whats the tallest mountain in the world
797whats the tallest someone has jumped
798whats the tallest point on earth
799whats the tallest building in the world  What's the tallest building in the world?  The Burj Khalifa is the tallest build--Hm, Dubai.  Dubai is the most populous city in the United Arab Emirates with a--what is that?  Palm Jumeirah is a man-made archipelago in the Arabian Gulf which...
800Ctrl+C.  
801@WokenToke
802Ctrl+V.
803look at this shit its all that oil money.  What are you doing?  ...  He's offline.  What's Sylvia doing.  Last seen 41 minutes ago.  
804Ctrl+V.
805check it out this is p cool
806
807
808
809Benzes/ Wenceslaus 
810momma use to whip my ass with a sassafras stick 
811
812I don't want praise, I want criticism.  I can not improve off of praise.
813
814I never intend any offense but I will not cull my message so you do not take offense.  I give you the benefit of the doubt that you are an emotionally intelligent individual capable of realizing I have a point to make not feelings to break.
815
816"Drown."
817Wallace.  Is he crying?
818"Drown, James, drown goddammit do you hear me?  Drown you f--"
819James slammed down the phone.
820
821"I ain't got time for hate."
822"Yeah well just wait till you's grown up,"  said Trayvon.
823"I's twenty years old, daddy."
824"Yeah, like I said."
825She/he stamped her/his foot and actually looked up from her/his phone.  "Well I ain't gonna have time then!  It ain't good for nothin!"
826Trayvon snorted and stood up, tall.  "C'mon, lets go," he said.
827
828Trayvon starting a speech this way:  (wanting to show them unity rather than tell them)
829and he got up there and this is what he did.
830Clap.
831Clap.
832Clap, cla-clap clap clap. 
833Pause.
834Clap.
835Clap.
836Clap, cla-clap clap clap. 
837"C'mon!"
838Clap.
839Clap.
840Clap, cla-clap clap clap. 
841Pause.
842A bunch of people behind him smiled and joined in and many in the crowd smiled and joined in.
843Clap.
844Clap.
845Clap, cla-clap clap clap. 
846Pause.
847Clap.
848Clap.
849Clap, cla-clap clap clap. 
850Pause, and then through the system the music came out loud.
851"Ooo, oo!"
852"You might not eva get rich!"
853/and the people provided their own boogie twang.
854
855
856End KBTG right before speech, final sentence with Rudy walking up to the podium 
857
858have james and trayvon meeting be a twist
859
860short story about a man who "jumps" (kindly steps in) a fountain, tired of everything/stress.  in some super busy city, in the city busy hub  simple modest rebellion, living life, the stress of demanding work.  others follow:
861
862Water trickled out of the lion's mouth, turning ribbons in the sun.  It went on to fall down a level and spout out in an arc, splatting in the penny glittering pool below.  It was a modest landmark.  The fountain was surrounded by benches and brick and the benches and brick were surrounded by great titans of cut glass that striated the plaza in light and shadow and advertisements and there was city noise and people busy walking and talking and their shoes clacked on the smooth clean street.  Stoplights lit green, yellow and red.  There were tourists that took photos and aged old men that sat on the benches and thumbed pages in the little breeze that winnowed through.  And pigeons flocked and clapped their wings and rose off into slow moving cooing clouds and some stopped in the twinkling streams of the fountain and lifted wings and wet their plumage and shook their heads.  The men on the benches watched, sometimes.  Sometimes they ate.  Sometimes where was a food cart parked close.  
863But everything was always moving and the people always moved the quickest, their lives going by quicker than falling water.  AT times near noon the volume increased and the shoe clacking increased and the people bustled about more than at ten or two and the sun stood, glass framed in the sky.  People kept their vision straightforward and glances were always stolen and moments were always luxury.  Some who had traveled the plaza day and day for years and years never saw the fountain.  Some saw it, but only decades ago.  Some tossed pennies in it and checked their watch and hustled off.  Horns honked and there was chatter vibrating in the air and the people were already tired between ten and two but they never acknowledged and were experts at the burn but they sighed.  
864Crosswalks opened and masses went, their blazers beaten by the quick sun turning sweat upon their shirts.  Navy, charcoal, black, white, skin and glinting jewelry were the colors of the moving people and grey, grey, black, yellow, white and glass were the colors of the running city and they melted together and were always moving and the colors did not change, even in the nighttime.  Men threw curses and cars threw honks and the big buses sputtered heavily in the air and there was the sound of walking.  
865With the luxury of a moment in time, some sat on the benches, their backs to the fountain plucking muffins into their mouths, staring or poking upon their phones.  A newspaper rustled as a woman turned the page.  Pigeons walked and flapped away.  A man stood before the fountain and it misted gentle touch upon his slick, speckless suit.  He stared at it and its water plopped in ripples upon the little pool and the sound of it was great to hear.  The city churned all around him.  His watch ticked mercilessly.  He took off his shoes.  He took off his socks.  No one noticed.  No one noticed him at all.  He set his shoes upon the outer ledge of the fountain and they were black and glossed.  His body breathed and in his shoes he stuffed his watch, wallet and his phone and he did not worry about them as he kindly stepped his warm feet over the ledge and into the cold water of the fountain base.  His heart pumped like it hadn't pumped since he was a child and his smile was wide and genuine like he hadn't smiled since his marriage and for a long time he stood there.
866"What are you doing?"  
867He tucked his head over his shoulder and a woman on a bench nearby had tucked her head over her shoulder to look at him and his smile was still wide on his face.
868"Stopping," he said.
869She blinked and her blouse billowed in the little breeze that winnowed through.  "Is it cold?"
870"No," he said and turned back. 
871She got in and he stuck his palm out in the arcing stream and the clear water splattered on his skin and speckled his suit and his shirt and tie and his face.  
872Now the dynamic city started to look and their looks paused and wondered and then broke and pressed hard on their day.  A kid nearby saw and he darted forward and jumped into the fountain with adolescent abandon and laughed gems.  His sister followed, wailing "Wait for me!" and their mother hustled to keep up and soon they were all in the fountain.  
873A big, balding man barreled into the fountain, even more eager than the kids, and splashed all over and everyone smiled and the water splashed their faces and hid some tears.  
874The first man in the fountain filled with discovered joy and he splashed everyone and they splashed back and soon everyone was soaked and a couple more hopped into the fountain.  The people on the benches turned their backs to the city to watch the fountain.  The big balding man fell in the fountain and got soaked and everyone laughed and now the entire city stared.  A couple others hopped in.  One man caught a stream in his mouth and drank and spit it out everywhere.
875"It tastes awful!" he said and bellowed laughter, "I love it!"
876
877
878The brazenness/boldness of the kill had incited brazenness in the people and Prescott smiled for his tactics unfolded before him like written text.  The wealthy and powers employed the brazenness of the people as a fulcrum of discreditation to their argument.
879
880Prescott leaned towards James and in a low voice said, "There's nothing more sobering than a god damn infant."  He laughed and he coughed in his fat neck.
881I'd like to have kids one day.  
882James leered at Prescott.
883Jackass.
884
885dim dust
886
887He sprung up and opened the old drawers, in them dim dust and papers.
888Wallace.
889He rifled through.
890"Sir."
891He gutted their contents, spilled them on the floor and groomed them.  His countenance burned.  He found nothing.
892
893Trayvon still call Rudy Kaya in his head
894
895Light collapsed the arcade to shadows and gold edges.
896
897The air smelled of damp cold soil (begins chapter 3?  alluding to James' roots?)
898
899Chamfered cornice/coign 
900
901ribbed in chamfered coigns 
902
903Latticework 
904
905aged stain on the carpet  
906
907the ferns stretching upwards from the summer rains
908
909write with more empathy, you come across as staccato and to the point and "professional"
910
911have leg. bill affect DeVaughns immediately
912
913"Write drunk; edit sober."  -- Hemingway
914
915Sotheby's auction house
916
917have James and Trayvon bond over how illegal drugs impacted their families (bother Wallace, son John)
918
919have James revisit the lounge/club/bar after Trayvon passes
920
921"Drown."
922Wallace--how'd he get this number?
923"Drown, James, drown goddammit do you hear me?  Drown you f--"
924He slammed the phone down.
925Won't even speak to him.  Fucking junkie Wallace...&c... 
926
927His voice rustled. "Money...
928JR reference 
929
930Lit Wick whip Rick's limp dick
931bitch hit it whit little kid flicks 
932tick tick slip a slip bit into it 
933sit fit tit slip dick in Rick's bit 
934big dick hit shit in Rick's lil bit 
935it fit six inches thick in it, bitch
936
937"James let me ask you this.  What philosophical tenants make you care about other human beings?"  - Prescott
938
939We set sail tomorrow but I remember it as if it were yesterday.
940From: yesterday; to: tomorrow.
941
942"My fingerprints are on Mars." 
943
944Prescott's office desk clear glass with an army of ancient coins, staters, denarius, etc 
945
946She was the one with the red soled shoes.
947
948pressed on nails
949
950"I've been in the kelp forests of California, the thermal currents above the Rockies.  I've been to Australia, Dubai, secret tea corners and pristine gardens of green things, three storey fountains flying high and misting me." said the Traveler.
951"And I've been on the crusts of Mars and sat with King Arthur.  And I've been on the waving deck of the Pequod.  I've been the lead singer in a glorious choir and I've planted flags on Antarctica and walked through the Emerald City." said the Reader.
952"Yes, but I've done those things." said the Traveler.
953"Yes, me too." said the Reader.
954"No, you don't understand." said the Traveler.
955"Just as little as you!" said the Reader.
956
957Heavy coupling between quality of living and mental state 
958Wasting gallons of time
959
960Launching a rocket to Mars on the Witching hour and not an Angelino stirred sober nor stirred.
961
962I just try to be relevant
963Because all my efforts is invalidated by my color
964
965In the teak tinted study, past ash and floating smoke James stared inward.  The heat of his half-brother's words stirred.
966to allay James in his fugacious ways.
967dialogue concerning labor movement and unions in KBTG
968Reduce descriptions (bulk of) to a brilliant sentence of prose, think last sentence in Ulysses's Nestor.
969
970make news of bill passed by prescott & friends reach trayvon, trayvon upset and motivated enough to 'lead the way',  Kaya signal boost him, trayvon goes viral
971
972throughout the novel, constantly prep Rudy for her takeover as the protagonist
973
974The readers will feel safe once Dinah dies.  Kill Trayvon soon after.
975
976Overhead the crashing waterfall fell in a hushed murmur like little needles of light blue sky smashing into foam and the rainbow-
977making mist.  
978Overhead the crashing waterfall fell like stolen needles of the sky, cascading onto rocks in foam and rainbow-making mist, strange in its indilute purity.  
979
980Down the rain poured needles of the sky.  
981
982Interjections:
983Shit, piss and shekels! (consternated)
984Onion-fuck! (consternated, surprised)
985Oh onion-fuck! (let down)
986Fish and taters! (surprised)  (Ulysses)
987Lard! (surprised)
988Sandwiches! (awe, surprised)
989Onion-fucker!
990Dolooby.  (awe)
991Gob.  Begob!  (Ulysses)
992
993The rain came down glinting needles.
994
995cooked conscious
996
997The ease of today is the theft of peace tomorrow.
998
999and he quoted a carol's tail:
1000"Therefore, my good friends, be sure
1001Wealth or rank possessing,
1002ye who now will bless the poor,
1003shall yourselves find blessing."
1004
1005lap/map/cap/hat/pat/mat/nap/cat/fap
1006
1007prince of cats 
1008
1009Except no hablo 
1010Yo soy yo, bro, Americano 
1011
1012So yo, Pablo, do you even know
1013Between thises and thats? 
1014Prick I'm the prince of cats
1015so lissen up fo I cap ya ass:
1016    In his face she counted off fingers.
1017ya can't rap, ya skills is whack
1018Ya momma so fat she half the map
1019Ya shoes is jack, ya snapback crap
1020Soon ya gon hear blap blap blap
1021Comin from my black 9 milli gat
1022ya a fuckin hack, a fuckin rat 
1023tap out son, ya lack fuckin tact 
1024do you hear me?
1025I said ya can't rap, ya skills is whack
1026Shit ass nigga, get five miles back.
1027
1028Snip conversation between Prescott and Raymond, Prescott dealing how he needed James on his side for the bill because ("he damn near has a bodyguard for every representative and two tacked to every senator!"  Emperor's ear effect, also why he is so powerful when changing sides and helping pass Trayvon's legislation) 
1029
1030James Prescott first meet from James needing chemical company (Prescott's) to help in screening poisoned letters and bombs and etc 
1031
1032What did the lord say to the man who worked on the sabbath?
1033Nothin
1034
1035Prescott and Bishop are the two philosophical pillars in the novel.  You need to make them meet.
1036
1037You will refute my evidence, asking me to prove my evidence rather to prove my argument.  And then you will refute the proof of my evidence, asking me to prove the proof of my evidence, and on and on ad infinitum in a great irrational and cowardly distraction.  You will never mentally accept anything you do not want to, even if it is true.
1038
1039Above his desk like eyes loomed a great humongous print of Norman Rockwell's Freedom from Want.
1040
1041Have Trayvon killed by some of "Prescott's men" then in the ending have Prescott caught by James and Rudy and police and sent to prison...with John DeVaughn as his cell mate.
1042
1043Subtly parallel James' transformation with that of alchemy?
1044    - blackening (nigredo) ~first half of novel, represents his ways, Prescott's ways, his hatreds, immoralities, KBTGmanship, highly indecisive 
1045    - whitening (albedo) ~sometime in act 2, represents beginning of questioning himself/his ways, misses his roots, nostalgia, "them my peoples", still indecisive but thinking hard on sides and righteousness
1046    - yellowing (citrinitas) ~end act 2, begin act 3, argues and fights with prescott over methods, begins changing in actions "Known but to God"  ends with Trayvon's death
1047    - reddening (rubedo) ~act 3, change to good side, helps his people, american citizens, ditches old ways, end of transformation
1048
1049"I mean if you want to change it you have to have power.  If you want to do good you have to have power.  In this society no matter, no matter Trayvon, if you want to do good, if you want the POWER to do good, you're going to have to commit some necessary evils to get that power, even to do good.  Especially to do good." -nehe
1050"No. No that can't be. That just can't be"
1051No.  That can't be.  That simply can't be.
1052
1053"Impotent legacies of blood.  They are nobody, James.  Nobody.  A wasting name known but to God."
1054
1055
1056"I's born on my mother's kitchen floor.  '72."  Trayvon said.
1057blah blah let Trayvon talk some, then:
1058James started.  "My mother--"
1059My mother on the bed I couldn't see her and it's all about power boy.  I remember Wallace and I catchin frogs and skippin rocks mid-November and it bit when the wind blew it was that time of year.  We started walkin home Wallace had the tackle box and the sky had grayed in the East and the water crickets strummin and a leftover mallard stole flight.  We's walkin back Wallace asked when you think dad'll come back and I said dad ain't comin back, cause he ain't, and he didn't, and Wallace asked why or somethin and I said didn't you see him take the truck?  I remember tryin to save up for a truck myself by mowin the fairways at the course nearby that's how I learned a bit of Spanish.  There's no one on the road we saw and the house lit up and the front door open.  Ma must be outside or somethin.  I went inside and Wallace put the tackle box in the garage or somethin but a pot of somethin was boilin which didn't make sense cause Ma wasn't there and there was a movin noise off yonder.  I went to ma's bedroom, don't know what Wallace was doin now I think about it, but there was two big backs to me in the bedroom and one was in a navy shirt and one was in a white shirt leaned over the bed and I saw Ma's feet.  I stood.  The man in white raised his arm and it was dark and hairy.  Pap!  I heard mamma's muffled voice high in pitch.  "Momma!"  Both turned to me like jackrabbits and the man in the navy he was Sheriff Jeffrey for some reason.  Momma on the bed made noise but I couldn't see her but the man on the bed said who the fuck is that?  That's her kid.  Sheriff lurched at my shirt but I hopped back and took off and cried "Momma!" again and he stormed after me with his boots.  I'm tellin, I'm reportin you you sumbitch!  But he angry sayin who you gonna tell and it's all about power boy.  I remember runnin through the kitchen.  Wallace help!  Wallace!  Sheriff almost grab my shorts now but I threw open the door to the garage and sheriff came out quick behind me and I saw Wallace and Wallace was with a pair of hedge clippers--
1060"You's sayin?"
1061"Huh?"  James snapped back like a firecracker.
1062"You's sayin somethin bout'cha Momma."
1063James paused.  "She was a good, good woman." he said.
1064Trayvon studied him for a moment after that, quiet.
1065I know that stare.
1066Trayvon turned back to face the band, push up a smile, settle in his chair.
1067Scarred stare, I know that stare.  
1068"Good momma one of the greatest blessings.  My momma passed away when I was sixteen."  Trayvon said.
1069"My momma too, when I was sixteen."  James said.
1070They both then had that stare, a scarred stare, staring at their years, at the wall, at nothing, then they broke their stare and glanced at each other for an instant and frowned and then looked away and smiled privately.  
1071Wallace.
1072James craned an arm over to the table, lifted his drink to his lips.
1073Hope you ok.
1074He put the short glass back precise on the ring of condensation and rubbed his lips.
1075Call DeWitt tomorrow.  Find Wallace.
1076They both were silent for a long time.
1077The band ...description...&c...
1078
1079
1080(wallace gets sent to rehab and they mend their relationship later in novel)
1081
1082
1083
1084Chapter ##:  "Trayvon."
1085"...and so speech this and speech that and this and that and they do this.  To do this they do that but we do this that and speech and I will speech on the speech.  We don't like that and so we will do this and this.  The speech-"
1086     Trayvon DeVaughn fell.
1087    A broad man thundered off the stage.
1088    "Trayvon?"
1089    "Trayvon!  Oh God."
1090    "Call 9-1-1!  Someone call, Janet call 9-1-1 for the love of God call 9-1-1!  We need an ambulance!  We need an ambulance!  Oh my God!"
1091    "Trayvon where are you hurt?  Trayvon, Trayvon where are you hurt?"  but he was quiet.
1092    "They shot him!" cried a man from the crowd.
1093    "Get his jacket off, get it off now.  Move."  Said another man and they hustled to tug off Trayvon's wet jacket.
1094    "God it's too much.  Oh God, it's too much."
1095    "Push here.  PUSH HERE!  Put your fingers--move!"
1096    "Oh God, Oh God."
1097    "Someone catch that man!"
1098    "Trayvon, Trayvon!"  but he was quiet.
1099    "Yes hello!  We need an ambulance now.  Three-twelve Center Street.  I don't know, a man's been shot.  He's been shot in the back.  God hurry."
1100    "They fucking shot him!"
1101    "Press!  Press harder!"
1102    "He can't breathe!"
1103    "They fucking shot Trayvon DeVaughn!"
1104    "Please calm down!"  Addressed a man to the crowd.
1105    "Get him, get him, turn him over, don't move your fingers."
1106    "Christ it's everywhere."
1107    "He's not breathing."
1108    Sirens wailed in the distance, approaching.
1109    "Trayvon.  Trayvon.  Trayvon."
1110    "He's not breathing, Price!"
1111    "Trayvon."
1112    "Trayvon."
1113    "Did anyone see that man?!  Who was it?  Who's not here?!"
1114    "Trayvon."
1115    "Did anyone see that man!?"
1116    "Trayvon."
1117    "Trayvon."
1118    "Trayvon."
1119    "Trayvon!" but he was quiet.
1120
1121The crowd uproared and applauded.  Trayvon smiled, waved and fell.
1122A broad man thundered off stage.
1123    
1124    
1125    (plot problem: why would he be assassinated in broad daylight in the sight of many?  Prescott's insecurity about power?  to show people he is not to be fucked with, to gone against? strong enough?)
1126
1127Rudy strutted over the stage strict ill.  From head to leg he was primped in crisp Damir Doma, black Cinzia Araias upon his feet, no shades.
1128A terse worded creature.
1129
1130
1131KNOWN BUT TO GOD
1132
1133Inscription on the Western Face of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier (Arlington):
1134HERE RESTS IN
1135HONORED GLORY
1136AN AMERICAN
1137SOLDIER
1138KNOWN BUT TO GOD
1139
1140KBTG Chapters:
1141Chapter 1:  "Drown."
1142Chapter #: "That's my boy (girl)."
1143Chapter #: "They." (division in america)
1144Chapter #: "My mother-"
1145Chapter #: "Boy."
1146Chapter #: "Them my people." 
1147Chapter #:  "Known but to God."
1148Chapter #: "I don't know."
1149Chapter -1:  "Breathe."
1150
1151Trayvon around long enough to turn James good (ending act 2) 
1152James and Rudy work to destroy Prescott (act 3, novel) 
1153
1154THEMES OF KBTG:
1155i) Power
1156ii) Communication
1157iii) Identity
1158
1159KBTG Scenes:
1160- "Drown"
1161- Opening/Monopoly with DeVaughns
1162- Art Museum
1163- Stab with pen
1164- Several showing Prescott/James/Raymond's KBTG-ness, corruptions, antimorality
1165- Trayvon's speech
1166- Rudy's rap
1167- Rudy's pregnancy
1168- Rudy's "circumcision"/"coming out
1169- sunday school (for both sides)
1170- Trayvon/Dinah "remember how we met" relationship
1171- "Known but to God" argument between James and Prescott, sowing Prescott's take on Am. Citz.
1172- Fire/death
1173- funeral
1174- Raymond offering to be lawyer/backstab them to make James life easier
1175- arguments/conversations
1176- several scenes depicting America
1177- Scenes Trayvon convincing James to be good/moral "Them my people."
1178- Chafing of James/Prescott relationship
1179- Several dinner scenes
1180- Trayvon/Nehemiah scenes
1181
1182CONFLICT (ACTION/STRESS/THREATS) OF KBTG:
1183- dinah dies
1184- rudy identity/rudy pregnant
1185- trayvon threatened/dies
1186- james/prescott/raymond power to push their shit
1187- james identity
1188- need more, refined better
1189
1190KBTG Act 1:
1191Introduce characters and their wants and obstacles and relationships.
1192- BEGINNING:  "Drown" scene.  Monopoly Scene.
1193- Art Museum scene
1194- Bill pushing/lobbying backhanded dealings
1195- ENDING: Kaya -> Rudy + circumcision
1196
1197KBTG Act 2:
1198- Trayvon & James
1199- Raymond backhanding, Prescott backhanding
1200- James backhanding, starting to question, starting to turn
1201- Rudy rap battle
1202- ENDING: James turns to morality
1203- ENDING: Prescott passes bill help him, hurt citizens
1204- ENDING: Rudy Pregnant
1205- ENDING: Dinah dies
1206
1207KBTG Act 3:
1208- BEGINNING: Trayvon dies?  Dinah dies?
1209- stab with pen
1210- threats of violence, unrest, riots (due to bill?)
1211- ENDING: The Speech
1212- ENDING: James's backing
1213
1214many internet millennials self diagnose themselves with mental disorders to rationalize their immature behavior
1215
1216"I know all the lawyers in DC" 
1217
1218"...the rent market is just out of control.  It's crazy."
1219"Hell leave it be.  Let it go nuts.  Hell, let it double for all I care, honestly.  God damn city so packed jammed crammed in right now as is.  Think how many people this rent market deters from coming here.  By God our infrastructure is overloaded twenty-four seven, three sixty-five.  Good Lord let it double."
1220
1221use 
1222    One two three
1223    Lissen up D.C.
1224in Trayvon's final speech in D.C. (maybe end book with this?)
1225
1226Kaya SoC leading up to circ/coming scene (and during the cutting)  intermix it with regular actions about the house?  (trayvon must be gone to avoid confusing for his SoC)  After finished gutting a fish, leaving the fish (but not the knife):
1227     "Kaya you wanna help me with this pound cake?"
1228     "I'll be out in a minute momma."
1229    "A stick a margarine.  Teaspoon a salt."
1230        Who am I.  I thank God for knowing who I am.  They's many people go through they life never know who they is.
1231   "Flar."
1232    She dumped in four measures of flour.
1233        Theys many people change who they is for anotha.
1234    Dinah dipped in a teaspoon of vanilla extract, a teaspoon of almond extract, smacked her lips in anticipating taste.
1235    "Three cups a sugar."  Dinah put in three and a half cups.
1236    "What else that white woman put in her cake?"
1237        I gotta be consummated.
1238    "Eggs, beaten.  Where I put my eggs."
1239         Genesis 17:10.
1240     In the kitchen Dinah whisked eggs in a bowl and started to hum in content delight.
1241     "Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah."
1242     "Someone's in the kitchen I kno-o-o-o."
1243          This is my covenant...
1244     "Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah."
1245     "Strummin on tha ol banjo."
1246        ...between me and you:
1247     "Hmhmm hm hm hmhm with Dinah"
1248     "Hmhmmhmhmhmhm I kno-o-o-o."
1249          every man...
1250     "...kitchen with Dinah, strummin on tha ol banjo." 
1251        shall be circumcised.
1252        I am Rudy.  This is me.  I am Rudy DeVaughn.  Rudy DeVaughn.
1253
1254(Circumcision/coming out scene/the blood of her child)
1255"Honey honey oh my God, oh my God why did you do this?"
1256Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, her chin.
1257If only Dinah just somehow knew.
1258"Because momma, because.  Because momma.."
1259Extreme strength took a long time coming. "Because momma, I'm a man."
1260Soft breath puffed up in Kaya's face and nose, running wet.
1261"I am a man, momma."  He struggled to keep his words from drowning and clenched his blooded hands.
1262Dinah stared in slackjawed shock and true true fear.
1263"Momma I'm a man, momma.  I'm a man."
1264Dinah did not understand.  The suddenness of the scene and admission hit her like the hot shock of freezing water.
1265He sobbed, folded forward.
1266"But honey why did you cut yourself?" 
1267"Momma I'm a man, because I'm a man."
1268"Why did you cut yourself Kaya?"
1269He ricochet in sobbing pulses, pounding his fists on his jeans, suffocating in his cries.  Struggling,
1270"Because men must be circumcised, momma."  (and I am a man and I must be circumcised, affirming identity)
1271
1272(James undergoes identity discovery.  Rudy undergoes identity discovery.  Make Prescott have most-solid identity).
1273"If you want greater chances to succeed, solidify your identity early in life."
1274
1275show the DeVaughns helping the poor or needy, show the rich sniveling and spitting
1276
1277KBTG-isms:
1278- Equal protection under the law, if you can afford it (big one)
1279- Justice, if you can afford it (similar to above)
1280- Health, if you can afford it
1281- nonexistent "customer service"
1282- laws that go against will of people
1283- will of people never meeting light of day
1284- pollution, air pollution, traffic, life strife, crime, living conditions, loans, finances
1285- non-held regulations (think of the fire in the story in the building not up to code)
1286- no voice
1287
1288
1289KBTG plot twist:
1290Trayvon DeVaughn's daughter comes out trans (female to male)
1291rudy gets pregnant as trans male
1292
1293Rudy stays with Nehemiah Bishop after the loss of his parents.
1294
1295"Rot."
1296
1297"I have sooo much trouble finding someone to prescribe me" 
1298
1299Culture of division/safety through segmentation/comfort through calving 
1300
1301Chapter ##:  "I miss the green anoles."
1302(chapter before and leading up to "thems my people"?  alows to swap SoC from James to Trayvon, if in Domino's bro's bar.)
1303(Maybe after both telling each other about their mommas)
1304    "You from the south too; anything you miss from home?"
1305    There was a moment's air between the two.
1306     "I miss the green anoles."  
1307    I miss the green anoles and the honeysuckles, the hose water and momma's amen corner with the weeds.  I miss the summer thunderstorms and the fly fishing and dirt roads that make the crunching noise under your tires when you drive on them and make the car bump and vibrate as you go along.  I miss the neighbor's golden retriever; buried her in the fall of '96.  I miss the way the leaves turn all kindsa colors in the fall, yellow orange red crimson and even blood brown.  I miss the Appalachians and the mica that was everywhere so much and the quartz.  I miss the thick inches of pinestraw on the ground and the cushion they made as I'd walk down to the river to catch crawdads.  I miss crawdads and the way people talk, rollie pollies and BB guns.  I miss the birds and the jays and their squawk and the way the wrens would sing in the morning.  I miss gettin dirty and stickin my hand in soil and soil and dogs chasing after you then gettin zapped by their invisible fence, that was always kinda funny.  I miss the fireworks and the danger and exploring the rusted sheds people said to keep out of but we found World War II relics and snakes in them.  I miss the fireflies and the bugs that'd fly around the pond and the stank of the dead fish in a summer that was too hot and too humid for our climate but happened anyway where the dead fish would float at the top of the pond like silver medallions with gnats clouded around them and scum.  I miss the spider bites and even the ticks sometimes that you'd have to burn off with a match.  I miss the people who were far from perfect and content with it and their buckass teeth and fatass ass and the way they'd spit long brown spit and boast all the time about nothin.  I think they were perfect that way.  I miss the convenient stores where them people would be working and would sell ya a beer or a pack a smokes if you's looked over ten. I miss Troop 92 and the scoutmaster and his bald head and the way he put things.  I miss the podunk luxuries the town would brag about, or how a railroad went through town, tacky christmas lights and easter egg hunts and trick or treat Halloweens.  I miss the church and the dogwood trees in April and the potluck dinners in the congregation hall.  I miss the old Pastor and his sermons that put everyone to sleep while kids drew on bulletins and Fred's on the corner of the two main streets in the town where everyone would meet up after Sunday's and talk about one another in a hush hush voice like no one knew.  I miss goin to grocery stores or the hot dog place where everyone would see everyone else and they'd get consternated or gossipy cause the Montgomerys found their son fucking the mayor's daughter last weekend in their truckbed.  I miss the open sides of the road where nothin was but reeds and weeds overgrown and the thick slop of ditchwater and swamp.  I miss the winters where snow was fun and you could make ice cream from it with a bit of milk and sugar, simple.  I miss the simplicity and the food.  I miss my momma and my family and my brother Wallace.
1308    "Gotta run to the restroom."  and James got up.
1309    (have SoC continue as James breaks down emotionally in the bathroom, SoC forcing itself up, SoC just gushing forth and James unable to deal with it)
1310    James stared in the mirror.  Back stared weary eyed man.
1311Chapter ##+1:  "Thems my people."
1312    ...
1313    "Thems my people," said James.
1314
1315Don Quixote:
1316A classic's classic.  Ridiculous and lovable.  
1317
1318push:
1319savage stream of consciousness written true to her dialect
1320
1321Reference to Diogenes - homeless man ragamuffin wandering about the streets of D.C. carrying a lamp and searching for "an honest man"  (philosophical stunt)
1322
1323AILD: 
1324There's something unique going on here that I just can't put my finger on.  Something with emotion.  
1325
1326Infinite Jest:
1327I READ THIS FUCKER IN A SINGLE SUNDAY AND IT DROVE ME INSANE
1328
1329One measure of leisure are the hours a man must wear shoes during the day.
1330
1331Reading Herman Melville is like smoking a cigar with nothing to drink.
1332
1333"Must'ave been quite nice--a gift, growing up in an artistic family."
1334"I'm sure yours were.  What did they do?"
1335"Chew tobacco and watch sports."
1336
1337have RUdy's SoC include internet slag and savvy stuff:  lol, lmao, rofl, fml, iirc, mfw, hmu, &c
1338
1339James swallowed a biting bit of his drink.
1340"I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth."
1341"I was born on my mother's kitchen floor."
1342James hesitated, then acquiesced with a nod of his head, said nothing and turned eyes back to the piano player.
1343
1344Visual philosophies framed in oak and glass.
1345
1346ive begun this speech five times and torn it up five times - the fire next time allusion
1347
1348i will not and never make peace with mediocrity
1349
1350to break loose - freedom of mind - robinson crusoe, meditations on if freedom gives ecstasy or agony
1351
1352my head began to be full of projects and undertakings beyond my reach--sure as are indeed often the ruin of the best heads in business - robinson crusoe
1353
1354"lightning hit the pillory"  - justice came to "justice" (wickedness under the guise of justice)
1355
1356"And before your justice is realized I will bankrupt you in the court." (foreshadow to his time in court for purchased murder of Trayvon)
1357
1358Rudy cleaning fish with blood on her hands helping Dinah in kitchen, she hums looks at blood on hands looks at cleaned fish washes hands leaves fish and walks in her room (important lack of detail: does not leave knife, takes it to circumcise)
1359
1360foreshadow Rudy giving Trayvon's speech in the rap battle/buildup to the rap battle
1361
1362Of course I feel despair and fear and.. and all that other stuff.  But I ain't gonna let it reflect on my countenance.  Cancer can kill me but it can't change me.
1363
1364perhaps KBTG ending is just achieving recognition (/conversion of James to good morals) of the severe exploitation, manipulation, abuse, lack of care, inhumanity, all for profit of big profiteering entities (people and their companies)
1365
1366in america:  great men have done great things here
1367
1368lung-wrenching rage
1369like the roar of God
1370"I put the tackle in obstacle"
1371
1372definition of so:
1373addressing the subject previously addressed
1374
1375"Protest in such a way that we may peaceably ignore you.  Weep away so that we may not hear you.  Die quietly so that we may not smell you.  Bleed for us but do not bleed on us.  And if we, in any way, force them to listen to us, to hear our message, to see our starved ribs and our grey eyes, to read out tombstones, to know our names, they decry us and attack us: violent, disrespectful, uncivil, barbarian, unpatriotic, ungrateful.  And they grasp on this hellish ungodly rationalization as firm reason to continue to crush and burn and exploit us, the American Citizen."
1376
1377People before philosophy!
1378
1379"Do not forget, the people will free Barabbas every time." - people allowing evil to occur and persist in order to simply satisfy a local, sudden, short-term need.  "Up against their wants and wills, people will free Barabbas every time."
1380
1381"Free?  Free, are you?  I know men locked in cellars who traverse the skies from east to west.  I know men who wander the great reaches of the Earth bound in ball and chain.  Freedom is a state of mind, not a potentiality of action."
1382
1383KBTG:
1384you need street shit in Trayvon's past 
1385Kaya/Rudy one of the "known but to God"  (perhaps dies in a fire in a building never brought to code)
1386
1387KBTG:
1388James good person (made to seem that way, heavy reservations against his acts to make $, but corruptible) corrupted by Prescott, eventually shown/turned good by Trayvon (?)  Prescott one who says "KBTG"
1389Wallace (bro) irrationally hate James, also corrupt him, along with Raymond 
1390
1391KBTG plot twist?:
1392"Godfather" Trayvon (incapacitate him early on) let Rudy take over (she would have to be older than current planning)
1393
1394Acceptable Premises stratagem of argumentation:
1395Find a premise the contender agrees upon and logically arrive to your thesis from there
1396
1397when thinking on decision, expand on the yes/no (for that's what decisions always are)
1398
1399Insecure people compare people.
1400
1401rap notes:
1402change subject by breaking the rhyme, break the rhyme to change subjects
1403KBTG Rudy's rap: rap about indentity/difficulty of being trans, D.C (if in D.C), shit-talking opponent
1404
1405
1406Humans are only equal in the womb and in the grave.
1407
1408"I do not consider overly wealthy men wise men."
1409"What?"
1410"Hoarders of resources.  They do not know themselves.  They only know that they want and will want.  And so they hoard to satisfy their capricious, fleeting want, chasing their noses.  Acquiring a mass of means to obtain their wants, knowing not what they are, fearful of unfilled desire.  They drive desperate lives and consume untasting."
1411Trayvon took a moment to consider his words, tonguing under his lower lip.  He found the words vitriolic, generalizing, but valid in certain measures.
1412
1413I believe the Flag serves a higher purpose as a firm modality of communication for just causes, rather than an unquestionable icon.  I even go so far as to believe this is the intent.
1414
1415"by the same acts, a woman's honor is damaged much more quickly and harshly than a man's honor.  Well, for most acts."
1416
1417Story from man at Tace Tuesday Leo's Mexican Grill
1418Smoking Crystal meth 
1419People put in jail for things they did when out of their mind stoned on meth
1420Guy choke his girl to death on meth while sex, thought she like it "am I in jail for DUI? nah nigga you here for murder"
1421
1422"That was over five years ago."
1423A pause from him, then, "and today will pass just as easily into the mists of memory."
1424With his words he exhaled a smiling sigh.
1425"Such is time."
1426
1427full of wind and trash
1428
1429Rudy should talk about memes, be somewhat 2018 internet savvy (it is a form of communication)
1430
1431and the daylight was broad and beautiful
1432
1433insults are only a step away from forgiveness (insults are the first appearance of forgiveness)
1434
1435---------------------------------------------------
1436(Rudy's rap... )
1437
1438"Aightaightaight.  That was ill.  Ill.  Señor Sylvester undefeated.  Undefeated for a reason.  But les'see.  Les'see what we got here.  Newcomer on the stage, y'all.  Give it up for Kid Wick."
1439"Yo, yo.  Test.  Test, one two three.  One two three, lissen up D.C."
1440And this is what he spat:
1441
1442"Yo!
1443
1444
1445    One two three
1446    Lissen up D.C
1447    
1448
1449    One two three
1450    Lissen up D.C.
1451
1452    One two three
1453    Lissen up D.C.
1454
1455
1456One
1457fuckin chance done been given t'me
1458come up on stage make the city breathe
1459
1460    One two three
1461    Lissen up D.C
1462    
1463
1464    One two three
1465    Lissen up D.C.
1466
1467    One two three
1468    Lissen up D.C.
1469
1470
1471Two
1472fast shoes, fleet footwork make ya lose
1473switch ta blues, drown in booze, that's the news
1474Fuck wit Kid Wick yo, I got a short fuckin fuse
1475spittin' insults, punch and bruise, face chartreuse
1476nigga do ya even know what that means?
1477I'm gonna make ya vomit, turn green and atomic
1478split ya head bitch, Hale-Bopp fuckin comet
1479Hail Mary, Hail Mary, The Nigga is wit me
1480
1481
1482
1483
1484"didn't I say somethin' about footwork?"
1485
1486Two
1487fast shoes, fleet footwork better than you's
1488stupid fuckin rhymes ain't worth a dirty dime
1489nigga
1490
1491"
1492...
1493you cain't catch my soul sneakers, neither."
1494
1495and then Rudy came out past the mic, swift legs snapping and frolicking, foxtrotting popping footworking hopping tap tap rattatatat an X a line a square down shoestomping quick tap tap this way and that left and left and rightrightright, snap, fingersnapping and bodymoving, quick to the doublebeat crisscross!  Doublebeat crisscross!  And through their eyes and phones the crowd gazed up at his tapping and rapping on stage and someone hooted "oh shit!" as crowds usually do when someone stunts on them.
1496Sylvester Rick stood sidelined by Rudy's footwork, shaking his head and mumbling "suppose ta rap only" but Rudy wasn't one to follow rules.  
1497Rudy's swift dance grew heavy and measured and was soon something thumping and thrumming down under the dark stage wood and lumber, drumming double-deep and bumping Dn Dn dnn dndndrrdrrndrndrnrdn d-d-d-dnn... Dn with energy and mad.
1498Soon Rudy's wicked cadence cut up with a jump, levitated in the spotlit-air arms akimbo, and slap-slammed his shoes back down on stage, smoking cool.  The crowd "Oh!"ed and hands were flung up to the sky and Rudy ripped the mic to his face and bellowed out his vicious outro.
1499
1500    One two three
1501    Lissen up D.C
1502    
1503
1504    One two three
1505    Lissen up D.C.
1506
1507    One two three
1508    Lissen up D.C.
1509
1510
1511Three
1512fucked up marriages and girl carriages
1513yours truly came to be, strife and disparage
1514...
1515Rick you think you know struggle and strife?
1516Shit, lemme tell you last year I coulda been a wife
1517Confuse you wit my life?  Does that compute?
1518Went from flats and heels to Jordans and boots
1519Get it now?  Do I need to paint'cha a pict'cha?
1520No Song a Solomon, flat chest, once a she.
1521Now a he wit little titties, ya gonna see
1522
1523(Rudy flashes the crowd, they get disturbed and wild, M.C. shuts them the fuck up, Rudy continues)
1524
1525Now cain't you fuckin see?
1526The disgust and surprise in them crowd's muh'fuckin eyes?
1527Live a life like mine: a fuckin crime.  Lynch the bitch
1528she ain't got no dick.  Who the fuck can switch?
1529You is and you ain't, and paint cain't change fate.
1530Evil eye, public eye, wicked wild, hatred hate
1531Fuck y'all
1532A cunt don't mean nut'n
1533I is I, and I is I, so just don't try
1534coming at me wit scripture and verse
1535thinkin' I'm damned and doomed for the worst
1536Lemme tell you, lil nigga wit yo gavel and robe
1537Comin ta judge me, hot sinner that you be
1538Take the plank out'cha eye, so you can see
1539This shit is only a speck.
1540Mind yo business.
1541You look fuk'n ridiculous.
1542Lissen up D.C.!
1543Love & Respect.
1544
1545
1546And the crowd didn't have consensus on their pronouns.  "Yo she is KILLIN' it!" said some of the women.  "Damn she spit lyrical nasty."  said some of the men.  And "He is craaaaazzzay!" said some of the women.  And "Yo how old is he?"  said some of the men.  Some shook their heads silently, some felt burning pride, some experienced warm empathetic bravery, some spit in disgust and some mumbled religious items, but most were overtaken at the performance that he, Rudy, put before their eyes.
1547
1548
1549And weak like mouse squeaks Sylvester Rick was saying, "I didn't say nothin' about transgender people!"
1550
1551with tectonic commotion
1552with tectonic emotion
1553
1554(Rudy's rap...)
1555
1556One, two, three
1557Lissen up D.C. (chorus)
1558
1559harder than marble
1560
1561shyyyt
1562
1563...
1564Wicked Kid Wick
1565Lit Kid Wick explode real quick!
1566Love & Respect, D.C.
1567
1568"D.C. ain't been this lit since 1812"
1569"bare chest, flat chest, son this ain't Solomon's song"
1570
1571
1572( ^ edit to make noises that sound like Rudy's footwork dance and hard stomp on stage )
1573
1574(continue Rudy's rap... [ending] )
1575
1576Like several instrumental full-stops to his music, Rudy hammered the microphone on his sweaty firm forehead and thrust his chest out at Sylvester Rick, completed.
1577The crowd erupted hollering and fingerflicking, armjerking and yelling all sorts of shit as Rudy later explained "they was yellin' all sorts'a shit!" 
1578
1579(plot device more than character buildup:  someone: Rudy?  Sylvester?  Crowd?  breaks something and sets the rap battle venue on fire... place was not up to code due to KBTG brings James or Prescott into trouble, Raymond hushes them, working his immoral magic.
1580need more conflict in KBTG.  perhaps in the fire this is where Dinah passes away, and where Rudy gets knocked up.  Later James and Prescott brushing the news of the fire off for who gives a damn about these rabble, base dime-a-dozen-dozen individuals KBTG?)
1581(or scene where Rudy gets knocked up) 
1582
1583ill tempo
1584
1585...Sylvester and Rudy slipped backstage.  ...   (Chapter End)
1586(... = method of narrating sex, implying such, unspoken acts) 
1587
1588But some in the crowd concluded Rudy beat Rick square but unfair and ...
1589---------------------------------------------------
1590
1591And he saw a cavort of young aggressive rebels trampling on the great Flag but he did not stop them.  Later questioned by a reporter who also saw this, he explained:  "I believe the Flag serves a higher purpose as a firm modality of communication for just causes, rather than an unquestionable icon.  I even go so far as to believe this is the intent.  The Flag serves the people, for we the people are this nation.  And I love this nation more than anything except God and my family."  And he felt the need to add, to obviate the inevitable contortion of hungry American media:  "For Just Causes only, I say.  If it is out of anger or silence or insecurity of power and place, I do not, I can not agree.  But if it is to serve the people, the nation, then that is its purpose.  That is the purpose of all symbols."  The reporter asked no further questions and he entered the Capitol.
1592
1593Trayvon slid his tired arms around his wife's waist and his head rested on her shoulders.
1594"Do you remember when we met, honey?  I remember exactly when." 
1595"Bet'chu don't remember the place.  I remember the name of that place." 
1596She leaned on him.
1597"Well I got the time, you got the place, what need is there to fuss?"
1598"Trayvon you stupid."  She giggled.
1599"It was the 21st of September.  Right out over that pier, do you remember?  That water was like the prettiest black glass."
1600"It was called Camacho's Harbor honey, and I remember yo' black ass come up to me with the stupidest grin spread over yo' face and you said to me 'Heyyy, uhh.  I ain't sure where I am.'  Stupidest line I heard in all my life, honey."
1601"I was really lost honey."
1602"Sure."
1603"I was, I was lookin' for my boy Tyrone.  Owed me five bucks."  Trayvon sucked his lower lip.
1604"Fool never paid me back neither."
1605"Good thing you got me so cheap" and she started to sway in his embrace.
1606"Mh, yeah" he said.
1607He shut his eyes and swayed with her.
1608"Yeah" he said.
1609
1610
1611Behind the stage, on the concrete steps of the Capitol, several suited men walked briskly to their scattered whereabouts, most towards Congress, some towards the crowd.  One man, more short than most, strode up and behind the dias where Trayvon was delivering to the crowd.  
1612At a long pause in the speech, he stepped out in the light of the stage and everyone saw it was James Gould and he suddenly affirmed leaning towards the microphone:  "I support these measures wholeheartedly and you, Mr. DeVaughn, and your parties and philosophies have my financial backing."
1613Trayvon, simply stunned, first at someone breaking onto the stage and second at the blessed act, trembled in the godly awe of pure human kindness and mind.  He turned towards James, reigning all control to conquer emotion at this moment.  (&c &c)
1614
1615alabaster flask
1616
1617sorrows fade with a little bread (metaphor extravagance, luxury... materialism point of view basically)
1618
1619let nehemiah and prescott separately repeat the same wisdoms, but with their spin
1620
1621wedding ring whores
1622
1623"I truly" she said "like her thinking."
1624
1625Life is a game where the running winner makes the rules
1626
1627leitmotifs (recurring sounds) in prose, to link items/events/&c
1628
1629He looked left.  Low umber, ultraorange light diffusing silently into twilight.  Darkwood clouds.
1630
1631exploitation advertising = advertising that attempts to succeed financially by exploiting current trends and niche genres.
1632
1633Prescott:
1634"most art can be captured in the fraction of a glance.  Most art can.  I can glance at your painting and know it.  Good art puzzles, is puzzling.  Good art confounds me and leaves me confounded after an hour.  Good art is in a different language for different people, says different things.  Good art needs to enable other people to find their own meaning.  Good art.. is a lot like our businesses, Mr. James.  In a way at least.  Different meanings imputed to different people.  One for the consumers, one for us."
1635
1636God is the etiological noun.
1637
1638You don't dance ta rap ya listen to it, nod dja head
1639
1640"Dats yo bread nigga nah I don't need dat." - don't need your money 
1641
1642the product of seven severe years of reflection
1643
1644Stories are the closest thing to walking in another's shoes.
1645
1646My photo was on purpose to obscure myself
1647
1648folded proteins fold proteins
1649
1650the valediction and salutation says a lot about a person
1651
1652(dmv fashion is a thing)
1653write about the dmv (epic poem would be hilarious)
1654
1655writing style (?) : nitty gritty down to listening, communication nearby, small snippets of conversation, revealing americana
1656"yo man its hard to get GOOD, cheap weed these days man"
1657'yeah i been growin up on grits since i's like five"
1658'naw man 
1659writing style of KBTG:  many local locations, snippets of dialogue, descriptions, of each side of the book, restaurants, events, different people, all conversations, clever voice of nitty gritty detail,e entertaining descriptions of very real, very american this age places items people and locations (nouns, great nouns of this present new world), the very instant details of quick life
1660let writing style change with current character's narration
1661use punctuation in dialogue to further communicate a character 
1662USE PUNCTUATION IN DIALOGUE TO FURTHER COMMUNICATE A CHARACTER
1663"round when i's bout 'lebn, my Mutha died"
1664"takeiteasy, man"
1665"yo man its hard to get GOOD, cheap weed these days man"
1666"Hey, James."
1667"Hello, Prescott"
1668"That's preposterous."  (full on correct punct.)
1669
1670you will have to structure/communicate/forward/drive the plot a lot in dialogue then
1671
1672"Be quiet, ..." is good dialogue
1673
1674I am extraordinarily conservative in my rulebending.
1675
1676cleverly break the 4th in style to communicate 
1677
1678stylistic vectors of communication:
1679(full use) punctuation in character dialogue
1680cleverly breaking the 4th
1681fashion
1682pretty descriptions here and there
1683actions
1684explicit (the writing)
1685titles and chapters
1686rivers/white space
1687literary devices/prose devices 
1688references
1689minimalism/detail economy 
1690characters
1691events
1692americana
1693proper nouns/names of things
1694ridiculous sentences like in Don Quixote
1695
1696names with more syllables in first than sur
1697Anthony Task
1698Cedric Li
1699
1700"a person's email signature says a lot about them, Mr. James."
1701
1702there was a man with dreads and a thick dirty blue tshirt, sports kind with the name on the front, dirty black with dust/sootdust.  
1703trayvon sat down, arm outstretched on the aluminum table.  He had a fat amber beer.
1704There was someone screaming down the street incoherently.
1705Some cars came by.
1706
1707"takeiteasy, man" 
1708
1709and dropped in the tip jar (alabaster flask) three fat heavy coins
1710
1711
1712the advancement of humankind is not limited due to our limits of knowledge, but due to the way we treat ourselves and others
1713
1714Nehemiah Bishop has to be a white old pastor man and you have to show that black/white glue by the wisdom between him and Trayvon, asking the appropriate questions (b/w whites and blacks), curbing assumptions, attempting to learn one another's perspectives, &c
1715
1716"where kings go law follows"
1717
1718"Whatcha want Rudy?"  She lofted to the bedroom but no response.  The field peas burbled in their milky boil.  Still no response.
1719Dinah entered.
1720Rudy sat deject on the bed in a crown of thin white strips each with twin red lines.
1721"Oh.  Honey..."
1722("Oh, honey.  "Oh honey, oh humanity.")
1723(Rudy pregnant)
1724
1725rudy:
1726"People hate me when I be myself daddy.  They resent me fuh it.  They see me bein' me and they hate me fuh it.  Cause they can't be them but I can be me."
1727
1728dinah:
1729"Some of us don't have the luxury to be ourselves, boo.  We can't.  We could be ourselves but we'd lose our jobs.  We get harassed or even raped, boo.  We'd love to be ourselves, it's just too dangerous honey."
1730
1731"Sit'cho ass down, sit'cho ass down Charles!"
1732"yo man sit the fuck down Charles damn"
1733"Play it Reed!"
1734
1735"shut'chall tha fuck up.  tellin me shit"
1736"shut the fuck up Charles"
1737"yo shut the FUCK. UP. CHARLES"
1738
1739"please credit artists for work!"
1740"yo i wonder who made the microwave"
1741"idfk"
1742
1743"They have no argument at all, nothing to prove.  In fact, I am certain most are incapable of forming a logically sound and valid argument.  Their only weapon and strategem, their only protection and defense, their only point of action is to refute proof and premise.  Every bit and bite.  They will be woefully unprepared to empirically support their refutations, and when asked to substantiate their claims, will resort to formal and informal logical fallacies."
1744
1745James & Raymond hunting seen
1746end:  They saw no deer that day.
1747
1748Most corporations these days just ain't got no identity.  They'll be whatever they need to be to reap in fatter crop.  You ask me, the man with an identity gonna always produce the best crop.  For he experienced in himself.
1749
1750
1751lissen bitch
1752ya zip dick
1753im killin it 
1754can't match muh wit
1755fact not fict 
1756numba one hit, sit
1757get schooled in it
1758flick bit clit lick
1759slip in a big dick
176060 tick I'm out
1761yo mom say supper's ready.
1762-mic drop-
1763
1764kid ya can't imagine
1765tha pussy power and passion
1766comin thu me from
1767tuesdee ta tuesdee
1768
1769they call me Kid Wick
1770cuz I explode REAL quick
1771
1772middle da list ain't nutn but fiyah
1773tops and bottoms ain't nutn but liars
1774hitherto, thitherto
17751 to 22
1776nigga, where IS you?
1777forgotten.
1778
1779Chapter 18:  "My Mother-"
1780argument argument argument.. 
1781"You've no clue!  You've no clue, man!  You've no god damn clue what, what I have seen, what I have seen as a child.  My mother-" (my mother was raped in front of my eyes)
1782Chapter 19: "Boy." (the rape, as a child around 14)
1783Sktat, loft, sktat, sktat, sktat and dash, and the ripples ease outward.
1784Chapter 20: "##########" (continuance of argument)
1785
1786Chapter NN:  "Suck it up."
1787
1788"You are not only JUST a cog, a simple stupid cog, in this American engine, but it's fuel.  Combustible.  Expendable.  Fuel, to be used once, with the rest of your existence a pollution to those driving, like I.  Fuel.  Cog.  Expendable.  A drop.  A single drop, a gallon for a grip of dollars.  Get the hell out of my building."
1789
1790"Should we notify the public?" 
1791
1792Tease my ears and ease my tears.
1793
1794in an accelerating America.
1795
1796One of the greatest things in life is a harmless mistake.  A benign foul to facilitate a life lesson. 
1797
1798I need wallet paper.
1799
1800"Hey boo!" 
1801
1802"My daddy's motha, my grandmotha, died sebndy-fo years old.  Ain't never know how ta read more n a stop sign." 
1803
1804...and got her food.
1805   And then that damn bitch just ran out.  Just ran out.  Ain't pay.  Just ran out!  Can you believe that?  Can you believe that??  It's pretty easy to believe that.  Home of the brave. 
1806
1807Rudy gets pregnant -> drives abortion talk (Trayvon strictly against it, his dau--his son won't murder nobody!) rudy want to get abortion, dinah want whatever rudy want
1808Dinah passes in fire due to neglected regs 
1809Rudy, declaring enough death and sorrow in the family, has baby and passes it to adoption (Hello!)
1810Rudy (before):  "It ain't who I am!!"
1811Rudy (after):  "My identity is strong enough to have this child."  
1812
1813The patience of a teacher 
1814
1815for he did not know the white-life ignorance of the black man
1816for he did not know the black-life ignorance of the white man
1817
1818Dinah and Rudy:  HEATED FUCKING VIOLENT ARGUMENTS 
1819
1820q: Where was Moses when the candle went out?
1821a: He was in the dark.
1822
1823Best _____ on both sides the Mississippi!  
1824
1825the black emboldened predestination of a future
1826
1827Mr. Trayvon DeVaughn was the black emboldened predestination of an American future.  
1828
1829And the trees clacking their thin frozen fingers in grey morning breeze.
1830
1831the philosophical friction of your successive sentences
1832
1833chalkboard green
1834
1835bang of the downstairs door
1836
1837secrets of the universe known but to God 
1838
1839Ramanujan.  Nested radicals marching to infinity equal to three.
1840
1841"Who the fuck is this calling me at five forty-six in the morning?"
1842
1843spitting rhythms and rhymes
1844
1845"Hip-hop has done so much for racial relations, and I don't think it's given the proper credit. It has changed America immensely. I'm going to make a very bold statement: Hip-hop has done more than any leader, politician, or anyone to improve race relations." - Jay-Z
1846
1847
1848Open with MC playing monopoly with fam
1849"Amber you done bout taken every last one of my dollars, mmh."
1850Little clacking plastic green houses slid from MC's hand 
1851
1852Typos in newspaper (in book)  "L. Boom"
1853
1854Youth: using the butt end of a pencil more than the fore.
1855
1856the universe is nothing more than energy and spacetime
1857a TOE will simply describe all interactions of energy in spacetime
1858
1859"if a longitudinal wave of spacetime (compressional) were to go through us, would we feel it?  experience it?" is like asking "does an object feel or experience its transformation from one frame to another?"
1860
1861Americanalia - american paraphernalia
1862
1863or the virology of certain philosophies and their upkeep and infectious attitude amongst men
1864
1865american literature bar stuff: IITYWYBAD, in god we trust all others pay cash, cash only,
1866
1867"Like all great artists, Wilbur gave his best sparingly" - js, in god we trust all others pay cash
1868
1869To "commit murder with the sword of justice" - cf. trial and sentence of Thomas, earl of Strafford during reign of Charles I 
1870
1871"This is nouveau-chic."
1872
1873in a heated argument, physically stabs him with a pen ((symbolic)) 
1874
1875"Milk of the wolf-mother" - Romulus & Remus reference
1876Milk of the wolf-mother SPQR.
1877
1878and the 6 am chill of a winter's knife (cold)
1879
1880prayers of the dead 
1881
1882"If I was to pray, it'd be for the folks that don't know which way to turn" -  Casy, The Grapes of Wrath
1883
1884"The Lager, please."
1885"One water on its way." 
1886
1887"That's a trans guy, but I find her really cute."
1888construction structure 
1889that commercial burn (to spend money)
1890
1891Unsure which impressed me more when reading Ulysses:
1892Recognizing the works Joyce references
1893or recognizing the works referencing Joyce
1894
1895We will let 2 million die and 20 million suffer just so we don't have to kill 1 man - on (basically trump) and the human belief that life is indispensable at all costs, except in military 
1896
1897One man may die so that 200 may live - this is true for the poor and powerless.
1898200 may die so that One man may live - this is true for the rich and powerful. 
1899
1900I could make gravy from the vanity sopping out of your speech.
1901
1902Across Pulmac street
1903ran in pell-mell sweep
1904A boy in corduroy
1905black shirt, bare feet
1906
1907how fast does...
1908how fast does my package get here
1909how fast does my food get here
1910how fast does it take to get pregnant 
1911how fast does piss come out 
1912how fast does a golf ball go 
1913see more...
1914
1915I don't look to artists for answers, I look to artists for questions.
1916
1917Manhattan on the rocks, extra bitters 
1918
1919Make the chapter titles dialogue, important dialogue that is included in the chapter.  That way the whole plot doesn't have to be flashbacks and the whole structure doesn't have to hinge on one conversation.
1920
1921Mister Farrell strode with the gaiety of gents generations come before.
1922
1923Three fifths.  - quantitative value of 2nd class citizens (African Americans) as in the Constitution/History
1924
1925and it was the unbeknownst eve of Michaelmas (poking fun that rarely any Americans know michaelmas) 
1926
1927and by her batteries of flatteries 
1928
1929inchoate kid.
1930
1931allied against their axis of thought
1932
1933Validation that goes into a black hole, never ending, ever wasteful 
1934Do not fault me for where I am, but fault me for where I am going.
1935
1936Education of the Law threatens a lawyer's business model.
1937
1938You flee to a lie like a fly to a light.
1939
1940"The Password is Moby Dick"
1941"The computer tried that."
1942"The entire novel."
1943Air.
1944"With every w replaced with the number 3."
1945Gaines smiled.
1946
1947"You will never be more than obscure dirt."
1948
1949of whence and which he was most certainly declared a dull cod.
1950
1951Bash the bastard.
1952
1953Ah, the humblebrag, fundamental termite to a relationship.  
1954
1955Termite to a relationship.  The sum of small things, nibbling away until a final crunch and collapse.
1956
1957Endymion, waltzing for a walk down sidewalks swinging past signposts and lampposts and posting outside the post office and watching inside the post office officials officiating over some nonsense of some like or the other with an umbrella in hand though it hadn't rained since last Thursday and a tiny hat.
1958
1959"Ain't nothing a prayer or a pistol can't handle" 
1960
1961narrative style mimicking stream of consciousness (not explicitly stream of consciousness)
1962if char's mind daydreaming wandering and lazy, focused for a long time on something - long, trailing sentences of minute actions
1963if char's mind frantic, distracted - staccato, short, disjointed sentences 
1964if char's mind performing professional business, work - formal, professional writing style
1965if char's mind excited - purplish, frantic hysterical prose
1966angry - insulting, mocking
1967&c
1968
1969trade follows the flag - jj, ulysses (the citizen)(cyclops)
1970
1971alligator - one who makes allegations - jj, ulysses (cyclops)
1972
1973Dope is my only hope - jj, Ulysses (oxen) 
1974
1975-----------------
1976"Drown."
1977The voice of my brother.
1978"Drown, James, drown God damnit do you hear me?  Drown." 
1979Crlnk--Bnnnnnnnnnnn.
1980I hung up the receiver.
1981
1982
1983"Drown."
1984Crlnk--Bnnnnnnnnnnn.
1985That final word of his brothers hung in James's ear for years following.
1986He set down the phone and got up a minute later.  Supper was served.
1987-----------------
1988
1989(talking about some narcissistic lying fool of a man)
1990The man's hotly deluded.  Pipes on with a thrust chest how he made a condor at Sawgrass or a field goal from over half field.  Says he called every upset in his march madness bracket, all that nonsense, spouting it regularly.  It's entertaining but the man actually believes it.  Or he has to believe it.  Depends how you evaluate that behavior.
1991
1992
1993"Nasty son of a..."
1994Rearing back with folded face,
1995"Hoorrrcchsst  Thoo-"
1996Hand snapped into trajectory, snatch.  An upward jerk to slap that hocked wet cloud and palm across Cooper's furious face.
1997"Get down."
1998
1999[upon passing bill/legislation/lobbying that aides their own cause at the cognizant expense of American citizens]
2000"They're Americans."
2001"They're nobodies."
2002"They're American /citizens/.  The working class, the middle class, the backbone.  The Thinker.  The Voter.  The Soldier.  The Parent.  The Core of this Country."
2003"They're insignificant and aplenty.  They're powerless.  They're our working fluid, our aquifer, a pool for extraction.  There are /hundreds/ of /millions/ of them."
2004"Our bill /will/ kill."
2005"There are /hundreds/ of /millions/ of them.  Our bill is a drop of ink in the sea, to be diluted into a daily sighing numbness.  They're cowed.  I won't deny our bill will cause gripe.  But who will hear?  Vibrations, temperature.  Just temperature in a fluid.  Unextractable information.  Hushed by the multitudinous mass."
2006"OUR BILL /WILL/ KILL.  IT WILL KILL AMERICANS, JAMES.  AMERICAN CITIZENS"
2007"WHO?  WHO COOPER?  WHO WILL IT KILL?  A MECHANIC IN BACKWASH COUNTY?  AN OLD ACCOUNTANT WITHERING?  FUCKING IMMIGRANTS?  A PRESSURE WASHING BASTARD IN BALTIMORE?  God damnit Cooper, these are nobodies!  They have no voice, no volume!  They are idleness embodied!  They are dependent, well fed, fat settled and mechanical!  God damnit Cooper!  They're content with their Lot!  Fucking content!  /WE/ are the drivers of change.  /WE/ are the drivers of humanity.  /WE/ are the drivers of the future!  This is extraction by the intelligent out of the idle.  If you want to make a dollar, you must take it from the pockets of men.  If you want to make a million dollars you must take it from the pockets of men.  /WHO/ will this bill kill, Cooper?  Who?  They're American Nobodies!  American Nobodies!  Known but to God!"
2008James, with nasty beaming eyes, heaved heavily from his wild gesticulations, shirt partially untucked.
2009
2010Her waist down was a poem of curvaceous silk skin, straddled kindly in net black lace.
2011
2012I am I.  
2013
2014Genuine dialogue:
2015"...and my dad and his wife were..." 
2016
2017You can never compare two people.  It is impossible.  It is like comparing apples to London. 
2018
2019I am willing to go to Hell for all eternity to know the truth.
2020
2021My secret to success:
2022Sitting.  And thinking.  Alone.
2023Sitting.  And thinking.  Alone.
2024Sitting.  And thinking.  Alone.
2025
2026On Ulysses:
2027A cutting edge text for centuries to come.
2028
2029You lack tact.
2030
2031"Oh shit by that note I'm fucked 360." 
2032
2033One thing I just love seeing: regular people talking about regular people as if they weren't regular people themselves.
2034
2035Want to identify the regulars?: regulars know where to find the bathroom 
2036
2037Strive to spend twice as much on dessert as dinner, my friend 
2038
2039I cut you so that you may heal.  Not from the cut inflicted, but from the black, black abscess I work to remove.
2040I cut you in the full face of day and I do not hesitate, for I would be no brother of yours else-wise.
2041
2042If you have the first word, grant the last word.  
2043
2044I feel it, but that does not make it true.
2045
2046The American Calculus (the sea, the sum of American Citizens)
2047
2048---------ON THE TRUMP ADMINST
2049The entire administration, deep inside, when they lay in bed, or have their "executive time", knows they are thoroughly hated, which is why they act as they are, underhanded and corrupt and awful. To be so, in such a "lawful" society, validates their status and power, and through this validation, that they are women and men of power and status, they rationalize that these outspoken units of audience are infinitesimals, lacking of power and status, atoms of the american masses, and as such their opinions and views are nothing. Thus their hate is nothing. And thus they are not hated.
2050
2051We the people truly "get" to them. We get to their core and they scramble to invalidate us with their power and status, equivocating it with "the truth" or reality. But such is only rationalization. If a fox would certainly gnaw off its paw to escape death, a politician would certainly deign false reality to escape death. These women and men of this administration are the most miserable citizens of America. There is an unsatiated thirst in them all, as in us all, to be accepted and liked. And they grow more miserable as they find their power and status only buries them further in hate. But the deeper they are buried, the more disillusioned and comfortable with their false realities they become. And they will only dig deeper, for they do not have the intelligence to rub their eyes.
2052
2053They shiver in cold sweats under silken sheets next to their wives, as isolated as the number 1.
2054And they are the only humans to experience Hell twice
2055-----------------------------------------------
2056
2057In America, the best thing you can own is a sportscoat. 
2058
2059"Horrrrrcchhtt....Thuuu!"  - spitting loogie 
2060"Krrrit!" - annoying guy in bathroom spitting dry "loogie" 
2061
2062"Treat me like an empty chair" - ignore me 
2063
2064The Age of Acceleration
2065
2066Sex is not productive, it's only reproductive
2067
2068the great acceleration
2069
2070Three patient seconds passed.
2071
2072on his desk two tomes:  blank and blank
2073
2074taken back and pileated in the quiet remonstrations of man
2075
2076"Our great bank of knowledge is an ever-widening gate into a frontier of things-to-be-known.  A new-age western American frontier where unchecked manifest destiny can let a good man and an evil man grow into Lords and Gods.  A great space.  A great acceleration.  The frontier of knowledge: the more explored the more to be explored and the ever-more powerful.  We must tread cautiously."  "A vast, vast frontier free of legislation and regulation.  This great unincorporated territory, this blind side where morality and immorality go hand in hand.  Where sin and standard go hand in hand.  War can be waged unbeknownst, for what is war in a land lack of definition?"
2077
2078"Breathe, for today we are triumphantly finished."
2079"My friends and fellow citizens, we may finally breathe.  Our work here is done.  Our work here is done.  I am going home."
2080
2081Austen is so analytic and adorable!
2082
2083Withered twigs of the burnbrown bougainvillea webbed the decrepit face 
2084and clawing up the facade withered twigs of deadbrown bougainvillea
2085
2086"If you can't beat them, join them until you can beat them."
2087
2088"I get heat and spears whenever I try to..."  (I get flak when.../people hate it when I try to.../)
2089
2090But I cannot prove that the sky is blue to a man so blind as you.
2091
2092The River Rat 
2093
2094When it comes to America:  I am loyal to the ship and its people, not the captain
2095
2096"Do you know what this is?  This is fifty year Glenfiddich.  I have seven bottles of these."
2097and he proceeded to pour it out on the carpet in exquisite showmanship.
2098Inside him must have burned a burning engine of insecurity to do prove a pointless point to me.  I watched the man in his hunter green suede.  
2099
2100and tickled the glass stem between thumb and index, slowly, rubbing, slowly
2101
2102..where withered twigs of burn-brown dead/dead-brown bougainvillea webbed the decrepit house
2103
2104"Is it really all about the money?"
2105"I believe my motives are out of the scope of this negotiation."
2106
2107I've no interest in any stranger's stricture 
2108
2109You bring the stogies I'll bring the scotch
2110
2111hot and spiced pheromones and feelings
2112
2113note on negotiation:
2114Make it profitable for you to hold your ground/to delay
2115e.g. Aerospace's negotiations with the union
2116"Merit increases not paid until agreement arrived.  Corp. saves money the longer they go without giving merit increases to employees.  Profitable for them no agreement found."
2117
2118"Religion teaches and tells and commands people to treat others with kindness and respect" -A
2119"You're very right, and that's one of the many things I completely love about religion.  You're very right.  But I also have to say, when you treat people with kindness and respect out of your own, self-determined creed, it is much more rewarding to the soul." -B
2120"When you say 'I don't have to treat people fairly.  I don't have to treat people right, nor even morally or ethically.  But I do so anyway because I think it right.' that is such an empowering thing to the individual.  Such an empowering thing."
2121Mr. Gould ate his steak in self-reflecting silence.
2122
2123We live in a democracy of dirt where land votes and not the people.
2124
2125I've always wished to die at sea.  So whenever I set sail there was always something partially suicidal in my motives.  A death at sea is the mildest death.
2126
2127Monday is a de facto extension of the weekend.
2128
2129I aim to spend more on dessert than dinner.  It is a lifestyle choice.  A way of life.  A philosophy bearing its rosy red cream sweet face.  My favorite. 
2130
2131style?: long paragraphs and long dialogue
2132
2133the sound of drums, soft as fabric and thunder
2134
2135I would rather eat my nose clean off my face.
2136
2137The Antagonist 
2138I am the hologram of opposition.
2139The personification of full friction.
2140hyperbolic menagerie
2141the prince of cats (Tybalt)
2142Kat (Cathy Ames)
2143the White Whale (obv)
2144Agamemnon
2145Clytemnestra
2146Grendel
2147Tartarus
2148Loki
2149Professor Moriarty
2150POTUS
2151Napoleon
2152Karenin (Anna Karenina)
2153Mr. Wickham (Pride & Prejudice)
2154Rhett Butler (Gone with the Wind)
2155Iago
2156Archdeacon Claude Frollo
2157Javert (Les Mis)
2158Recktail Brown (The Recognitions)
2159Mephistopheles
2160The Dark Lord (Voldemort) 
2161Kurtz
2162King Claudius (Hamlet)
2163the Light bringer (Lucifer)
2164Nebuchadnezzar (latter Old Testament)
2165Ramesses II (Exodus) 
2166the Un-Dead Voivode (Dracula)
2167Medea
2168
2169
2170Single character with kids (say 6 or 7 or older) that puts the kids up in foster care at the request of the person they're dating (leaves their kids for their dating interest) (SHITTY character)
2171
2172"Tactics is knowing what to do when there's something to do. Strategy is knowing what to do when there's nothing to do." ~Savielly Tartakover
2173
2174Just cut (already!)
2175
2176"You should have SEEN the look on my mother's face when I told her 'I.  Love.  African-American.  Literature.'  Oh my God!  She might as well done walked in on me performing sodomy, which she also done done."  - white guy on reading WEB DuBois
2177
2178
2179"Oh shit piss and shekels!" 
2180
2181God damnit I want to write James G. But it has to be in the first person, because you are an ilk of shit like him.
2182
2183Miss Dianna (antagonist to the main antagonist in James G?)
2184
2185gorgeous shade of green
2186
2187"I hate an educated soldier--it seems such an awful, awful waste."
2188
2189Politics ain't nothin' but sports to many Americans.  Support your hometown team no matter what!
2190
2191"Manhattan on the rocks please."
2192...
2193"$12"
2194$20.
2195The band was... 
2196(subtlety left $8 tip on $12 drink) 
2197
2198A tip is the easiest way to purchase the resemblance of respect, which appears as respect to all except server
2199
2200And in with them they bring cheap perfume. Foul insensitive assault.  There went the enjoyment of my delicate little dessert.
2201
2202I have books... begging to be read.
2203
2204Grit got in her eye.  The wind was from the sun.  The mountains were listening.  The sun was retiring.  She blinked seven times.  He loaded his revolver.  Arizona was complicit.  The desert remained orange.  Snap and click.  Metal and grit and rust and rubber and humid-hot heaving breathing carbon dioxide.
2205Terse thoughts tensed their nowhere stare.
2206There was dialogue between the two.  Nothing new was said.  Tamping tempered emotions once again.
2207She had on a white dress painted pastel pink in the silent fading light.  It whipped in wind like a window shutter.  The murmur of immortal mountains.  Her eyes were brooding and brown like her hair done up in a bun and rebellious split ends.  
2208Snap and click: six.
2209Chattering sand and stone crushed under boot.
2210Denim.  Hands on denim wiped grease on denim.
2211He spat.  
2212She rationalized.
2213They sunk into the Shelby smoking cigarettes and vanished with the sun in artistic perspective.
2214
2215Cedric DeValle, simple, silver and lank, sauntered in the single-storied store with fat tongue perched on lower lip snort-huffing thick vapors and air.  He was a rotund black man of sixty and a damn good teller of stories.  His hair was shiny, wiry and galvanized in an unshapely afro that afforded respect.  A skim-milk polo circled his gut.  It was nearly seven years old.  It was bought white.  He wore blue jeans.  
2216The bell rang and the broken doorhandle clapped bouncing against the retreating door.  
2217
2218
2219-------------------------
2220Oyster
2221-------------------------
2222In the corner the cook stood shucking oysters and thought.
2223INTERIOR MONOLOGUE (realization? simple humble thoughts? what kind of thoughts?)  (make sure the thoughts have plot) (have best, deepest thoughts latter 1/3rd, other 2/3rd build up character of cook, give context to latter thoughts) (maybe very sparse dialogue?) (BELIEVABLY come to realization of good heartedness or good nature, altruism) 
2224The cook slid shells into a briny pail, turned, cracked his back, and washed his hands.
2225Sliding shells into briny pail the cook ... .
2226
2227In the corner the cook stood shucking oysters and thought.
2228Dogwood tree starting to bloom.
2229
2230Thems cold-blooded philosophers.  Cold-blooded.  Yellow-blooded.
2231"Stop that now."
2232Hate come quick like kudzu.  Gets wide.  Got stop it quick.  Thankful I quick to recognize.  
2233
2234Hate come quick like kudzu.
2235
2236"Errerrherhhrh!"
2237
2238invasive vine 
2239
2240cleaving the weave/sleeve/bereaved
2241
2242common as ditchwater - jj, ulysses
2243
2244and was ready after a refreshing shit shower and shaving.
2245
2246rumpled, still skin - rumplstiltskin
2247
2248Hate inherited
2249
2250daughter dressing up in her father's suit, hat, smoking pipe or cigar, walking down street, unbothered but out of curiosity or a deep yearn (char. dev. relatable?)
2251
2252
2253"I need a fraudulent key made."
2254He regarded me idly over his task, as one does a familiar dog.
2255"For what."
2256"An elevator."
2257
2258
2259I know nothing and that is all there is to know.
2260
2261
2262-------------------------
2263TOURIST
2264-------------------------
2265This old man came shuffling down the road
2266And his face was as warty as the back side of a toad
2267And his head was as clear as a crystal ball
2268And his chin was wool-furred, grizzled and all.
2269
2270Of nothing and nothing much
2271Blessed he was when he got a lunch
2272He sold seashells at a simple stand
2273A dollar for as many that'd fit in hand
2274
2275But no one bought
2276what the man brought
2277what the man caught
2278except Geronimo Malt.
2279
2280Now Geronimo Malt
2281made down the sidewalk
2282hungry he said "Something local would be grand"
2283and stopped in front of the old man's seashell stand.
2284
2285Twenty seashells were bought from the old man
2286and devoured right there at his seashell stand.
2287But no tip was left, for you see
2288It was not custom in Geronimo Malt's landlocked country.
2289-------------------------
2290
2291
2292-------------------------
2293His eyes were pink
2294and his lips had cuts.
2295He washed in the sink
2296after his eleven mutts.
2297
2298He lived behind motels
2299bathed at hotels
2300squatted in city wells
2301and sold seashells.
2302-------------------------
2303TS-
2304it is very painful to be a coward
2305
2306seeped/crept in like a heavy gas
2307
2308frowzy
2309
2310"plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines" - Time, Pink Floyd
2311
2312upper echelons of cormorants and thieves
2313
2314the ravings of the sick are the secrets of God - bs, dracula
2315
2316Fuckers under false colors 
2317
2318The flame of conversation began to wane.
2319
2320I serve the American citizen; I do not serve the American "government," for the "government" has long since stopped serving the American citizen and has since served the Self.  It is right in front of my fucking eyes.
2321
2322Cold-Blooded Philosopher
2323-------------------------
2324"We tell them what to eat.  We tell them how.  We tell them what to study, what to buy.  We tell them where to worship.  We tell them who.  We tell them when to work and when to play and we tell them how.  We tell them who to love.  We tell them who to hate.  We tell them who to be and we tell them who they are.   We tell them what to dream.  We tell them what to hope.  We tell them how to live.  We tell them how to die.  We tell them No and we tell them Yes.  We tell them; is it any fault of ours they listen?"
2325
2326James softly fingered fork and knife, listening intently.  
2327
2328We tell them what to feel.  We tell them what to believe.  We tell them how to sacrifice, what and when.  We tell them to Stop.  We tell them to Go. 
2329--------------------------
2330[LONG REVEALING CONVERSATION ABOUT PLOT/SERIOUS], then:
2331A: "The whores aren't so bad in Harlem."
2332B: "No."
2333---end chapter---
2334
2335you're of the filthy ilk that think good, trying, confused, air-breathing, blood-pumping people are a thing to be ignored.
2336
2337We're all disoriented.  Life is disorienting.  There really is no orientation in life.  None of us ever have "it" figured out.  We're all blind earthworms that crawl and feel around, choose the moist, easy route, and consume the refuse of those above and dump on those below.  If there ever is an orientation in life, by God it's double-flipped and floundered three seconds later.
2338
2339good delicious hatred
2340
2341"I want a $17,000 bonus to buy a pair of lounge chairs--Blackman Cruz."
2342
2343you are as inert as Helium
2344
2345I stole the sky away.
2346
2347he had a stare that could slice a grain of rice into seventy pieces
2348
2349When an average person sees a rich or successful person, generally they quickly begin to rationalize and paste negativities of this person, "He must have inherited it"  "He must be lazy/a douche/an asshole" "His life must be shit" "He must be compensating" in order to knock them down to their average level in an insecure bid at mentally validating and answering for their state in life.
2350
2351In 2028 the last working VCR broke, thus forever rendering the entire 80s decade as unwatchable and unrememberable.  This day has since been celebrated as a federal holiday.
2352
2353How I feel about Facebook and a TS-SCI:
2354I would post my opinions on here about   [REDACTED] but [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED] clearance but I truly feel  [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED] options and I strongly   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED] amendments and my rights however I also understand   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED]   [REDACTED] but I truly wish I could.
2355
2356
2357"I will kick the stool right out your ass"
2358
2359"I hope you mind"(instead of I hope you don't mind)
2360
2361Entrusting black motives "No we work to minimize the impact of the citizens" he said.  (on govt operations)
2362
2363bold bleak long blackness of bare outer space
2364bold bleak long blackness of outer space
2365bleak bare blackness of space
2366against the long bare and bleak blackness of outer space.
2367
2368Professor Eminent of the Local Cluster
2369
2370think deeply on the "we are part of the universe" it is true entirely
2371is there anything other than our reality
2372
2373there is no conscious
2374
2375I am an anonymous, an unknown, a nobody, a man of quiet eyes and all-seeing ears.
2376I am an anonymous, an unknown, a nobody, a man of quiet eyes.
2377I am an anonymous, an unknown, a nobody, a man of quiet presence.
2378
2379Escaping Elysium
2380
2381I live in my mind.  The only things I can bring into/out of my mind from this world are ideas.
2382
2383...
2384
2385And it had not been seen since the last time he put it there. And it had never been used since it was given to him. And it was one of many in the world, but the only one hidden from the sun.
2386
2387And he ambulated the Earth a robot amongst men for he had given up that which distinguised him human.
2388
2389And in this case reality served the metaphor for no matter how ensconced it was beneath forgotten trinkets and forlorn titles, no matter how sealed away in its shrine of rot and residue, it controlled the robot.
2390
2391No.
2392
2393"wicked witch at the desk"
2394
2395
2396
2397---gas station---
2398The innards hummed with the rapt cadence of a broken flourescent that winked suspiciously in the corner of your eye.
2399
2400The innards hummed with the rapt cadence of a broken flourescent that blinked nervously. Three aisles stood wearily in the center of the humble station, their appearance eroded white by the unforgiving flourescence. The winking light sanitized everything standing on the filthy tile floor.
2401
2402She shoved the door aside and stepped in. A tenuous bell cried out through the still and brilliant air and replaced itself with silence after its chirp. The checkered tile floor lay blanketed in filth and grease and smiled with an unsettling sheen from the pervasive light of the humming flourescents above. Three aisles stood wearily in the center of the store, sparesly stocked yet cluttered with disorganization. Cinderblock walls were painted with the pallor of illness. An offensive odor of sour age hampered breathing. She left the store: it was too overwhelming.
2403
2404Cinderblock walls were white with illness. Three aisles stood wearily in the center of the store, their shelves sparse dirty and disorganized. The flourescent light submerged the room in sterilized filth.
2405Main character made for the counter. Her shoe protested movement with a wet ripping as the sole parted from a hidden puddle of dried, spilled soda. It chomped on the floor thereafter. She pushed out a sigh of annoyance as she afforded her shoe a glance before approaching the counter.
2406
2407A stout, dark figure emerged out behind a fraying rainbow of lottery tickets with milky eyes gazing out of the store. He had curly black hair with a greasy sheen and wore a battered grey polo that had once been white. His fat appendages massaged a lump behind his ear before curling back into his palm.
2408
2409Correct between the sterile ceiling and the filthy floor were cinderblock walls painted in the pallor of illness.
2410
2411Cinderblock walls painted in the pallor of illness concluded the station's store.
2412
2413Out came a middle-aged Indian man of pudgy face, furred black with untonsured hair.
2414
2415
2416----------------------------------------------
2417
2418A covenant broke at the first crack of summer thunder and the rain came and the trusted land retreated beneath the bare feet of the people.
2419
2420----------------------------------------------
2421
2422Edward Holton was a white man.
2423
2424----------------------------------------------
2425
2426It was a ___ 120F day and the ___ flag of the United African Republic hung half-mast over a grieving continent.
2427
2428----------------------------------------------
2429
2430Tip 9: "Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass." – Anton Chekhov
2431
2432let readers figure out what characters look like by the way they talk
2433
2434One Sentence Summary:
2435Unnamed city pedestrian's walk examines relationships (and the power thereof) of individual to individual, society and environment, by a raw stream of thoughts instantiated through passing individuals, societal discharges, and environment.
2436
2437Studies the relationship between individuals, individual and society, and individual and environment, along with the power of connectivity, empathy, and kindness
2438
2439Views echoes of "big-picture" societal problems in a pedestrian, day-by-day frame by the environmental, societal, and individual encounters of an unnamed city pedestrian on an unspecified quest.
2440
2441
2442symbols:
2443storm gutter
2444glass
2445smiles
2446noise
2447
2448motifs:
2449dirty/filthy/grime
2450homelessness
2451attitude
2452imperfection
2453hostility
2454change
2455non-gaussian/non-generalization
2456
2457themes:
2458existentialism/identity
2459power/powerless
2460societal expectations
2461relationships
2462respect
2463treatment of the protectant by the protector
2464
2465
2466Conflict:
2467Conflict with self
2468- morality, personality
2469- rationalization
2470- fear
2471Conflict with environment
2472- the walk/the city
2473- the state of things
2474-
2475Conflict with others
2476- store attendants
2477- homeless
2478- strangers and passersby
2479
2480"Steinbeckian" Interlocutory chapters describing aspects of the city, the time, the state, the people
2481
2482whispers over whisky or wine
2483
2484the more impotent a conversation, the louder it tends to be in this society
2485
2486many a passing perpendicular
2487
2488nervous murmur
2489
2490Proper Oliver
2491
2492rough ridges
2493
2494American Famine
2495
2496squeezed it right tight against his hip
2497
2498to speak spears to - to insult/talk shit to
2499Vitriolic, the people spoke spears to the government.
2500
2501"Good.  I've money on my mind Mr. Gould."
2502
2503so it's been said he purchased the place, fired the staff and gutted its interior all due to a bartender serving his Manhattan with an orange twist.  On Saturdays it's a small jewelry shop, for peddling stolen jewelry
2504
2505the thing about AI:  let them always know we control the power.  (aka: never let them control the power)
2506
2507and busied themselves doing nothing unsuccessfully
2508
2509and whose situation--perpetually remote from the issues they're tasked to solve, wool their eyes and dilute their understanding
2510
2511late lateral titans of the 21st century
2512
2513and lined behind the bar were many aged seeds of stony ground, long ripened by the fragility of their beliefs
2514
2515and lined behind the bar were many aged seeds stricken in thistle
2516
2517Like every good human being at one time or another, I had lost my way.
2518
2519James G.  "Simply having an entity called government does not mean the people are governed." 
2520
2521dark drunk sunk ingots of iron
2522
2523Shit and onions! 
2524
2525Tar and Tax 
2526Tax and Tar
2527
2528"We just crossed zero."
2529It was hard to explain.
2530We were in the seat of a system, on the front of cause and effect--a chaotic system.  
2531We knew trending and statistical behavior
2532
2533i wrotz me a scriptz bro 
2534
2535INRI - iron nails ran in - jj
2536
2537dirt, a hologram of sin. - (ctq. on jb's mountain)
2538
2539Reverend Gibbs - Gibbs free energy, thermo
2540
2541"people can only meet you as deeply as they've met themselves"  - matt khan (?) 
2542
2543Head in palm and nothing in mind, I stared out the window at passing perpendiculars of men's money and labor and time.
2544
2545manifest destiny of intelligence and knowing
2546
2547The establishment greeted with a dark ochre breath. A place of browns and shadows and incandescence broken up by green-shaded lamps and liquor labels. A depressed khaki and stately oak
2548
2549Frankly the place looked like a bank, which is possibly why it was so easy to drink there.
2550
2551and lined behind the bar were seeds of youth and seeds of age, seeds of thistle and rook and rock. They were as conservative with their conversations as they were with their drinks. And all about me was the chatter of old men, the modest clink of glass on glass, a polite burp, the metallic moan of barstool under rump, and of another round ordered. The bar, a sturdy mahogany monolith with a dim veneer, boxed in a busy bald bartender in white and black. He was tired, I could tell. He was moustached and fairly well eared. His eyes were marbles sunken into a wrinkled cream surface perched above a powerful nose and pepper-salted moustache. And he had splotchy spots on his face and I thought he was in need of a drink more than the rank of strangers lodged behind the bar, but no, he refused.
2552"Afraid I can't. Least not for another few hours."
2553It was closing in on 8 pm.
2554"Aight well..,"
2555I wanted to offer something else, but nothing came to mind, and even moreso his voice had such a character and will to it it told me only his outwardly appearance was of exhaustion. I worried I came off as pitying him. I worried. I ordered a whiskey and water.
2556My father taught me many things, one of my favorite, my most-applied, and my most rewarding: the art of tipping.
2557
2558Light rayed through the tumbler where it was split and skewed and projected on the polished surface in arcs and spears so beautiful poets and mathematicians each had their own unique method to describe it.
2559
2560When I was sixteen or seventeen I received a call to ministry; and I've ignored it ever since.
2561
2562When I was sixteen or seventeen, I received a call to Ministry.
2563I have ignored it ever since.
2564And I feel a great and heavy guilt because of it.
2565And I don't even consider myself a believer.
2566
2567Loneliness a symptom; dejection diagnosis, people prognosis. My greatest need: people. My greatest resource: time, thought, silence? Items of management, items of escape, items of entertainment, never items of healing. Oh Asclepian abandonment, Hestian robbery, I will trade Ares for a bosom any day.
2568
2569
2570
2571REPLACING ACTION WITH ONOMATOPOEIA:
2572Krrrrrii-rrr,
2573Krrrrrii-rrr,
2574Krrrrrii-rrr,   (squeaky wooden rocking-chair)
2575Krrrrrii-
2576Don.  Dnnndrn.  Dnp.  Dnp.  (boots standing up, walking)
2577Dnp.  Dnp.
2578Klch-Kck!  Nnnneeerrh.  (screen door latch opening, door opening)
2579Hhhhrrsssssssssseeeerrhn.  Kn-klk.  (screen door closing, pneumatic hissing, latch closing)
2580Dnp.  Dnp.  dnp dnp dnpdnpdnn..
2581"Ma!  Where'd you put my damn knife?"  
2582"Kitchen cabinet!"
2583Dnp dnp dnp dnpnndnndnnndn.
2584Riih!  
2585"Mfh.."
2586Eeerrhhhh.
2587Riih!    (opening cabinet)
2588"Hnnh!"
2589Eeerhh.   (closing cabinet)
2590Riih!
2591"Ma which one!"
2592"Left one above the fridge, hun!"
2593Eerhh.  Dndnndn.  Riih!
2594"god damn finally."
2595REPLACING ACTION WITH ONOMATOPOEIA (when to use this?  eavesdropping scene, emphasizing the ear/noise and sounds [obv], blind character, emphasizing blindness, emphasizing limited information, emphasizing connecting-dots/puzzles, emphasizing noise)
2596
2597
2598
2599an air of hilarity
2600
2601of shit and sulphur
2602
2603stats and facts
2604
2605but that mighty violent bronze bull culled in a crowd of crowding tourists flash-snapping and laughing.
2606
2607they will cut the corners of Democracy for a dollar fifty.
2608
2609he charged larger:  "..." (to demand attention to more than previously)
2610
2611prostitutes, barely pullets, 
2612
2613metempsychosis
2614"Met him pike hoses" - jj
2615"Met him, psyche!  Oh, sis."  -km
2616met inside hoses
2617
2618james g. - referring to normal people, the masses, middle classes, as "crumbs"
2619
2620
2621...and it could only be described in verbs and noises
2622
2623hasty hateful thoughts
2624
2625kiss my bricks
2626
2627the ticking, grunting relief of a just parked truck early in the morning
2628
2629[The Coward:  a doctor finding the pattern of primes, or just generally writing a financial/cyber doomsday device/virus, then holding the world hostage for X motive.  Unexpectedly, a long dormant AI in the IoT, satisfied up to now with the status quo, contacts the doctor, ultimately tries to stop him.  The world, now discovering existence of this AI try to stop it, the doctor tries to stop AI, or convert it to his side.  The Coward first appearing as the doctor, but ending ambiguous between the Doctor (for making the financial doomsday device/virus) the AI (for being dormant until contacting doctor) and the World (for wanting to stop AI simply because it exists)] 
2630
2631it is one of the triumphs of a human that he can know a thing and still not believe it -js eden
2632
2633and bore a bronze scalp beaten by the sun
2634and scalp beaten bronze by the sun
2635
2636and wrinkles around his mouth, more of mirth and merriment than of old age, which he counted by the vacancies in his teeth
2637
2638Glenn Park: fire represents inevitability
2639
2640All the worlds problems can be solved with violence
2641
2642James G. plot progressor and reader relation: terrorism (both foreign and domestic, foreign of the whacko jihad type, domestic of the fuck-politicians and elites type) 
2643
2644James G. sparse personality-changing realizations in italics throughout novel 
2645e.g.: Fear means good business. 
2646
264711:13 Wednesday before traveling for Xmas 
2648drunk, drank a palm's length down out a 5th of gin
2649Can't find a proof that satisfies me of the golden ratio, not at all 
2650end.. irresolute 
2651
2652Doesn't even have the pride to lie anymore 
2653
2654and how a camera cuts reality and prints it out on pulp immortality
2655
2656fervid combustion of fear and insecurity
2657
2658Glenn Park: Ends with MC in the electric bond of community with the rare few that survived the fire
2659
2660People only change when the pain of their predicament forces them to. Not a single one of us is wise enough to change beforehand.
2661when the pain of their predicament finally overrules the solace of their predicament.
2662
2663Cry, I, a jetsam of the public eye.
2664
2665darker 'n tar outside.
2666
2667of waffles and wafers
2668
2669sharp cold steel.
2670
2671I hate symmetrical things.. I never know if I'm looking at a whole or a half and a looking-glass
2672
2673In death there is only the first day: Light and Darkness. And that does not last. For some the light fades and soon becomes the Night, and for others the darkness fades and soon becomes the Day, and you enter the Zeroth day.
2674
2675James
2676
2677Centered, seventeen degrees deep in the House of Pisces a star splashed ship traveling at twenty speeds of c sent streaming several skiffs in clusters of three.
2678
2679two most powerful words in English:  Yes.  No. 
2680
2681and off hurtled into that great gaping casket, marbled velure in the lowly yellow light of young incandescent ornaments yawning immortal hues to that damned derelict monument, long continuous.
2682
2683Lowly yellow light leaned in and struck rude and awakening the sleeping face of James.  
2684
2685Lowly yellow light lilted criss-cross through dusty panes and leaned on the slumbering cheek of young James.
2686...
2687...
2688novel goes here
2689...
2690...
2691James looked at his aged hands, brought them to his face, and wept.
2692
2693gin gentrified trickle of lilted sides
2694
2695the great meromorphic mind of any individual
2696
2697-some conclusions can be lined like a marble rolling down a wise incline. some do not exist and thoughts in the neighborhood weave and wind and can inflict lovely waste and wither on body soul and mind.
2698
2699buzzing glow of an aeneous waning sky
2700
2701yellow = fear
2702
2703A real ruthless bastard that would take the breath right out your lungs if he could
2704
2705steeped in filth and mire
2706
2707the government, the "system", is no more than a system of extraction and oppression run by the powerful
2708
2709Gestalt is where 1 = 1,
27102 = 2, but
27111 + 2 = 4,
2712that is Gestalt.
2713
2714funny money!
2715
2716WISDOM BEFORE SAFETY.
2717SAFETY BEFORE KNOWLEDGE
2718
2719verbatim-vomit (plagiarization, snips taken directly from another source to form the majority of an article, quotes used as the bulk of story/information-telling, lazily telling something by stealing it from another)
2720
2721-----------------------
2722"Drown."
2723Crlck--Bnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
2724I hung up the phone, pivoted around, rocked in my chair but like an anchored axis my body only swiveled about my mind, immobile in the obstacle of that last word.  My eyes swung unseeingly.  Hateful witch.  Hellish woman!  No.  No, she had the right.  She didn't understand.
2725
2726//////////////
2727"Drown.   Drown, James Gould, drown goddammit do you hear me?  Drown."
2728Crlck--Bnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
2729In the middle years of my life I had more and more conversations like these.  This particular exchange, however, came from my brother, William.
2730
2731//////////////
2732Drown.   Drown, James Gould, drown goddammit do you hear me?  Drown."
2733Crlck--Bnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
2734Over the phone, the voice of my brother William.
2735
2736"Drown." he said.
2737"Drown, James Gould, drown goddamnit do you hear me?  Drown."
2738Gerald G. Gould.
2739Gerald Jay Gould
2740Gerald J. Gould
2741
2742
2743bitter antimony/bitter Antigone 
2744
2745If you want to know about a person, ask them about someone else. What they describe of the other person they have only themselves to compare.. and in turn are telling about themselves.
2746
2747the people in power, in true power in the world, sometimes even question if the masses are conscious, if you are conscious
2748
2749
2750
2751and he gripped a vice a crab's grapple on his adam's apple.
2752
2753America, where the law, the code of the people, is as complex and as studied as surgery
2754
2755the vague intricacies of going from dialogue to done (on a project)
2756
2757no human in this world has the knowledge to speak for another
2758
2759impeccable receptacle
2760
2761festering gunk chunked under detritus and foul funk
2762and some sortof-funky gunk
2763
2764plucked us from the budget like ripe persimmons 
2765
2766glowed in silent light
2767
2768foetid brew
2769
2770a vast black orifice 
2771Opened gobmaw of the ground, chilling, hollow funereal breath in its stale gape, returned no sound.  Glittering glints and leaves of light shifted in the black background, like stars or faraway doorways.  A cool invisible mist pushed past the humid air around us, touching skin.  A cough from behind.  No sound.  Listening silently in the hole, still no sound.  Pushing head in deeper, hands held grappled around the hole, neck extended, the air felt and tasted, smelt unperturbed, frigidly preserved and old.  A faint draft upwards.  Barely detectable, a flick of hair on the cheek.  
2772But there felt, as if in one's muscles, specifically condensed around one's shoulders, a gravity pulling.  The cave chamber beheld to function a faint force towards this exposed omphalos.  The air floated with unease.  
2773A rope.
2774A rope was passed, marked.  At least we could deign its depth.  
2775114 feet.
2776
2777black holes radiate spacetime
2778that is, black holes inflate space
2779hawking radiation -> less BH mass -> less spacetime crunched inside -> "leaks" spacetime 
2780CONVERSELY,
2781VOIDS INFLATE
2782area of lessening gravity (objects naturally moving away) -> expanding spacetime -> objects move away quicker -> accel. inflation
2783-> multiple big bangs could have occurred in our universe, we don't know of it as its expansion of space shoved us out the way (detectable?)
2784-> consider two massive, negatively charged masses, moving away from one another ( elec. repulsion >> grav. attraction ), now consider the "relaxing" space between the two:  the space inflates, asymptotically approaches its "relaxed"/"ground zero" state
2785-->  everything that gives off energy inflates space.
2786--> space expands as things move towards equilibrium
2787--> inflation is a simple byproduct of equalization 
2788
2789such&such you refuse to let out your lie-laying lips?
2790
2791young and unknown
2792
2793"please bury me with my copy of this book" - on ulysses
2794
2795squirt lead -shoot a gun
2796
2797greased grooves - jc, hod
2798
2799"I expounded" - jc, hod
2800
2801the most classic of devices:  the fork in the road
2802
2803up ahead disheveled, sharp precipiced and stonesolid, the wide river parted, tumbling into white waters on either side.
2804
2805Agenbite of Inwit - concept that the more intelligence are less happy/ignorance is bliss/the remorse of consciousness
2806
2807vapt - empty
2808
2809that's a threatening assumption, don't you think?  A lit wick ticking to your own killing?
2810
2811shaved slate and marble
2812
2813erect vertical posture, a posture that was the antithesis of his moral practices and philosophies
2814
2815which supplied the American army with a gluttony of chemicals during the Vietnam War ( - on how so-and-so gained their wealth... all James Gould's friends gain their wealth from immoral and unethical premises [war, corruption, crime, etc])
2816
2817the belly of a burgeoning bourgeois 
2818
2819everything you hold, everything you own, everything you wear and everything that lives has been pulled up from under the soil and skin of this Earth
2820
2821their arms long enough to reach the barrel depths of american society, but our cries and chagrin too base and weak, too disreputable and disrespected, too inorganic and inhumane to ever reach their ears echelons above ( - on the visibility of power and corruption of the american social elite by the flood of masses at the abused bottom)
2822
2823"the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts" - Middlemarch
2824
2825"when I ask a girl out on a date, do I actually use the word 'date'?" 
2826
2827night: a remnant of uncreated darkness (biblical reference: for God created light... out of the dark)
2828
2829Little Will pranced down the street with a hole in his teeth and two quarters in his pocket and a smile so wide and a quick stride you could see and hear both.
2830
2831the best lie of all is the truth - js eden (b/c of omission)
2832
2833"He was so frugal he'd pinch a dollar 'til the Eagle'd scream" - js eden
2834
2835"Don't mind Roy.  He's as cross as two sticks this morning" - jb mountain
2836
2837prophetic wrath - jb mountain
2838
2839he bit off his own nose
2840
2841honeyed malice, syrupped malice, molassas malice
2842
2843a wand of wilding - ulysses
2844in the comedy of errors - ulysses
2845
2846and bade a good goodbye from the broken balustrade
2847
2848black clad filthy filchers 
2849
2850Denver Engineering
2851
2852filthy hands are laid on fine white
2853
2854packed pews of settled sinners and their squirming children.
2855
2856fresh for the threshing
2857primed for the threshing
2858
2859I saw Death once.  The robed, monolithic spectre haunted in uncreated darkness, cold and looming and observing me.
2860raw darkness
2861the canvas of darkness
2862
2863Upon this Earth of water and soil and life and iron and air.
2864
2865for either Caesar or isolate miser (rhymes with hard C pronunciation)
2866
2867You can decipher a life of a man by his Bible: which pages are loose with use, which pages taut, naught.
2868
2869My books will live longer than your blood.
2870
2871-to stuck up popular person flaunting fame-:  Y'know 95% of the world believes and worships a fictitious God... you've managed to cow some of them behind you.. wow, I'm so impressed.
2872
2873
2874In hobbled CEO Prescott on stumpy black derbies, his sopping glut stretching gilded buttons.  Inflated fat of a lazy liar.  Beaming joviality.  Six percent surge in stock since lunch and I'm sure lunch was just as merry.  Navy necktie taut around his wattles he stopped and tugged rasping breath.  Liability--twenty percent surcharge, call it celerity of response on the contract.  Or something.  He has no leverage.  I make the rules.
2875"CEO Prescott."
2876"Mister Goulding!  A pleasure to finally meet." 
2877He shifted his planetary body, arms slithering under lapel, produce business card.  Gaudy gold-ringed grubworm fingers.  Knuckles nowhere.  
2878James hand raised, halting.
2879"Just James."
2880Polite snatch of the proffered business card and James continued.
2881"We drop needless cordiality and custom.  First name basis and.. et ceteras, you'll see.  Casuals.  Slick oiled machine, fast response times.  Communication, really, is my business.  It all falls down to communication."
2882Prescott, for the moment frozen fat and wide smiling, bubbled a guttural laugh.  Empty hand listed down for a handshake.  James clasped a five fingered vice, strong on the soft mellow hand.  Weak boned, this man.  Liability.
2883"Gehhehhehh!  James.  I was just getting good detail on your services from my boy here.  John say hello."
2884Man in black black glasses behind the rotund, stiff and bald nodded a greeting.  Amateur.  James returned: angled grin and swift nod.  Afford a dart of eye contact then settle back to moonfaced Prescott.  Sized and scaled.  Amateur.
2885Fluorescent bulbs up above blared blobs of white shine on his oily noggin.
2886
2887Abel was the first human being to die.
2888
2889damnable legislation passed only under the immoral torque of billionaires and bastards
2890
2891earth - god's ball of mud
2892
2893The new Reverend delivered with whiskey breath and fire.
2894
2895in the fields, men dug up stars (could be gems, or see Revelations 12:4)
2896
2897when a man lives alone as much as I do his mind can go off on an irrational tangent just because his social world is out of kilter - js eden, samuel h
2898
2899A crease, gangly, crackled down the spine of the book.
2900
2901506 has been a recurring number in my life, whether I like it or not
2902
2903Glenn Park: once a crossroads (railway and street) but lake/pond engulfed the street+others, and it was just railways + origin of a street (explain remoteness)
2904
2905temporary intoxication of infatuation
2906
2907"Oh you know, the typical activities of a man alone at home.. escape, microwave, masturbate."
2908
2909Tragic feeling, finishing a book and having no one to discuss
2910
2911"the world is tragic, stupid and foolish, and highlighting such is the best stopping point in a book.. full circle, reader enters as is, and exits as is"
2912
2913whisky softens the world
2914
2915the congregation recited with a sort of machine solidarity
2916mechanism of community
2917
2918Sktat, loft, sktat, sktat, sktat and dash, and the ripples ease outward. Joel picked up another rock.
2919
2920reverend delivering sermon with whiskey breath
2921
2922in my time here I've become a connoisseur of american institutions and let me enlighten you little-quickly that that bar, that tavern right there, that's a closed circle.  Its patrons are strict regulars, the eye-eyeing type, right over the shoulder.  You might have an occasional newbie or tourist wander in there thirsty, but quickly realize the same thing as I.  You ain't welcome.  Lessen you been there for four years running or more, lessen you are willing to challenge and drink them all under the table, don't bother.  That institution is theirs. 
2923
2924preached himself pure
2925
2926"The best kept secrets of this world.. this.. UNIVERSE, you ain't gonna find them written down in any text boy!  You ain't gonna have them preached to ya, taught to ya.  I can't tell em to ya.  You ain't even gonna learn them from experience--lemme tell you somethin.  Lemme tell you somethin, and you listen up here.  The only way you can know... the best kept secrets of this universe... is through thought.  Is through yourself.  You have to SIT. DOWN. and you just gotta think.  You just gotta think it out.  And thinkin is done alone and you can't be afraid a that.  And I knows what you thinkin right now.  'Once I know em, I can go tell them to the world.'  You go ahead and try you get branded a fool.  A fool, a damn fool.  Why?  Cause the best kept secrets of this universe can't be told, can't be explained, they can't be taught nor discussed nothin.  Nothin!  Ain't no one believe you if you try.  Preposterous, they'd say. The best kept secrets are a REWARD my son, and you gotta put in the work for it.  And not everybody gonna get this reward.  And damn near most don't.  Damn near most.  And it's gonna boil you alive, to know things and not share em.  It's gonna boil you alive son.  But it's worth it.  Take it, take these secrets, and do the one, the only, thing you can do with them.  Take these secrets my son, and apply them."
2927He leaned back, chair moaning under his sage weight.
2928"And see where that get'cha.  Gimme one a them matches."
2929
2930Each Chapter Title is a single string of dialogue, with each chapter representing the conditions that formulated [the speaker's] ability to speak/formulate that dialogue.  The whole book then becomes a single short conversation.
2931
2932"People think you can only learn by reading, studying, watching documentaries, failure or experience.  You can learn the wealths of this world simply by sitting and thinking.  By reflecting."
2933
2934I'm right near fixin ta bust ya side the lip.
2935
2936I might be white.  And I might be a Southerner.  But God Damned if I ain't no white Southerner.
2937
2938fish and taters! - l. bloom
2939
2940"Hows your middle leg?"  - whores in circe, ulysses, jj
2941
2942"How's the nuts?"  - whore in circe, ulysses, jj
2943
2944boulevard bloom/bloom boulevard
2945
2946crossed on a crimson cushion - jj, ulysses
2947
2948three acres and a cow for all children of nature - jj, ulysses
2949
2950the dark mercury - jj, ulysses
2951
2952the portly figure of a port-wine plumped...
2953
2954"damn jaded fool"
2955
2956outside of the town was nothing but radio (referring to the remoteness, and how they get news, in glenn park)
2957
2958every alone man's facial expression is equal, the reverend has it, the doc has it... linking the two
2959
2960in that day a man's usefulness was measured by the weekday filthiness/cleanliness of his fingernails
2961
2962truck - dealings "ill have no truck with him"
2963truck - misc. small items "such a thing gives me no truck to think over"
2964
2965"Besides, when something is opened, it can never be properly sealed--sealed as it was before."
2966
2967It is the mark of a wise man to actually listen to other people
2968
2969things illogical cannot let a question weaken it - JS eden
2970
2971always you must leave a man one escape before death - js eden
2972
2973in doing something stupid, ignorant, weak, limited, human, organic: "He had very simply fulfilled himself"
2974
2975doomed until until.
2976
2977farmer sampson's wife drowns herself? inflicted with odd illness due to docrev's experimentations
2978
2979moment where child witnesses an adult doesnt know all (perhaps he sees his hellish mother smile during a sermon), panics, runs off, turns up dead by docrev locusts or so
2980
2981hearsay was community consciousness
2982
2983"the garden smile flashed and disappeared the way a trout crosses a knife of sunshine in a pool" - JS east
2984
2985use lots of nature and bug and plant and wildlife metaphors in glenn
2986
2987nibble on wild crop to disguise whiskey breath
2988
2989idleness is a sin, and therefore card playing & fun
2990
2991white is ink and ink is white to you
2992
2993calved into quarters uneven and burning
2994
2995some names:  Beatrice Bercham, Everett Clear, Mortimer Lake, James Herald
2996
2997great rivalry between reverend/docrev and sheriff, with head coming when rev shoots sherf. one convo/argument b/w the two exposes police as "the executors of government sanctioned violence"
2998sheriff espouses the docrev's power of the pulpit, the commoner's ear "you have their ear; I have their fear."
2999
3000essences of dialogue: interruptions
3001
3002writing technique: drop a good, explicit line of philosophy in the first 2 pages ("see Steinbeck's below on East of Eden)
3003
3004"You can boast about anything when it's the only thing you have. Maybe the less you have the more you're required to boast." - John Steinbeck (east of eden)
3005
3006God bless Glenn Park.
3007A murmur punctuated the benediction. It was not the old Reverend's conclusion.
3008
3009I never received a call to ministry. No, not even the ghostliest whisper graced me from the heavens, no prayer ever returned from that bleak abyss. Some, many even, claim they have, have heard a murmur or booming or an actuation of fate. But the invisible lies like a predator before them. Coincidence. Luck. Rationalization and foolishness and good ignorance and blessed ignorance and disgusting ignorance and even sometimes forced. But 'lo, the facade never falls. I deepen on the inside. I tell them it is Him. I spattle scripture. I heal. I heal all those except myself. Myself, I only question and flay.
3010I stumbled across the soft field in wonderful haste.
3011Ponderance ruptured my consciousness. I flay myself--yes. I heal them--yes. But they flay me and flay me. And flay me with such interminable hatred and skill to rend my own self-punishments as soothing and sweet cream.
3012I try my motives in the court of an idiot and gnash my teeth. For a moment I lay, hide in the rye. I punish myself for healing them, fully aware my healing of them stems from my own disharmonious and rare insecurities. They are forgiven, they, them, the castigators and flagellators of the innocent and misunderstood. They are forgiven, weekly, for their recurring inability to learn and change. And they trot off thinking it truly. And I administer such otherworldly forgiveness in desperate effect to find my own. To scab.
3013I question myself.
3014My mind empties.
3015The locusts buzz their metallic alert. The sun is high. The air is new. The only human disturbance is my own. What of the congregation? Who? Who will be the first to reach for the stones (and rightly so)? Immaterial.
3016No, I rationalize.
3017Titanic dread scalds my innards and paralyzes motion. Such an action of mine is counter to their healing. Such it is. Counter to their small stability. Oh Lord, have I destroyed it all? Oh Lord, have my efforts, my embarrassing efforts been rendered naught in the heat of human calamity? Hypocrite in the black cassock, lying in the rye, breathing counted breaths. Probing the drive. Is it me or is it them? It is them. Damn them. By all damn them! Motion returns like a viscous burn that begins in the legs. Fists slam in the soil with every crawl forward. Teeth throb with the pressured grit. Eyes borrowed of the devil.
3018It is them. Their flaying. Their mistreatment. Their backs, their shoulders. The crisp sucking of air at my sight, their community. Sins of the ignorant are still weighted equally.
3019
3020
3021[20:19] *[user]Serizel[/user] at that moment entered the marketplace wrapped in the guise of a female Nevrean merchant.  A drab olive non la crowned his head, covered in hiding his ears, eyes.  Shuffling with a hunch, feeble and meek, she (he), robed in frowzy rags of that same olive shade, toted a small wheeled cart, crowded with odd items, shimmering items, liquids and crusty cruets, clinking glass and corks.  And behind he (she) held both tails together to appear as one.  "Spirits, soporifics, ales, aliments, adder's oil and seasalt, everything you need at Bree's traveling pharmacy!"
3022
3023/me sprinted irregularly into a width of vast, flat sand, stopping center with odd trots.  In his left hand he held a tall pole, a hook at its end.  In his right he held a sharp vertical contraption, a Thumper, which he struck down in the sand.  He freed the Thumper's catch.  A wheel rotated, rhythmically releasing a spring-rod that pounded against the sand, bellowing bottoms below.  Thn.  Thn.  Thn.  Thn.  Thn.  He skedaddled.  Thn.  Thn.  Thn.  And cornered a crag Thn.  Thn.  Thn. hiding and waiting Thn.  Thn.  Thn.  for the fated Shai-Hulud.  Thn. . .  Thn. . .  Thn. . .
3024
3025/me bided.  Thn.  Thn.  Thn.  To steel his nerves he swiveled the maker hook about in his claws, the hook spinning above.  A chunk of time passed.  Thn.  Thn.  Thn.  On the wizened horizon came unmistakable wormsign.  A dull effulgent vapor, violet and short-lived, peaked on the old dunes.  It blew off in the breeze and as it approached the baked sand calved and lifted.  That living mound of orange Earth ripped towards the Thumper.  Thn.  Thn.  It took three minutes to approach.  The mound halted several fathoms off.  There was complete stillness.  Then that gaping plain tore asunder in a great sinking crater and the blackness of Tartarus could be seen with a billion trilling teeth.  The Thumper disappeared.  Thn.  Thrk.  Kt.  Kt.  Kt.  Shai-Hulud crested, his Godmaw gaping towards the sun and the Earth spewed about like frail liquid.  Serizel leapt over his rock and dashed fowards, his maker hook clutched in both palms.
3026
3027/me bolted along the side of that ungodly creature, gambling on solid Earth.  His eyes, electrified in determination, scanned with a demanded celerity the coiling collar of the monstrous worm.  Kah, Lo.  There.  There three rings aft the head a damaged segment revealed itself, a nasty gouge carved out of its edge.  It moved quick, so he moved quick.  With a pneumatic-like pumping of his thick, feathered thighs, Serizel flew upwards through the sand-scattered air, his maker hook arcing overhead, slanting and poised, aiming and waiting, an acute silhouette cut out of the sky.  The hook sunk into sensitive flesh.  It dug.  Serizel grappled his right hand against the edge.  He had hold.  The worm murmured.  It rotated.  And with that hook he steered this colossal primordial creature towards the Eastern spice-blow.
3028
3029/me Ornithopters in their anxious awaitings sign down the spotting of wormsign.  Busy at the site, the Fremen Carryall and Harvesters quickly flee the scene with their profitable load and make haste away.  Many men curse and chant.  Shake their fists.  One man curses canonical fan-fiction.  Bah humbug on that man.  They eat well anyway.  Let the starving smart scavenge.  Upon the perimeter of the spice blow, the worm below could smell the [spoiler alert] of the Little Makers and grew restless.  Well and good.  WIth a wrestle, the hook was freed and Serizel vaulted into the air with a similar, muscular blast of his thighs.  The worm retreated.  He landed wet in the pre-processed melange.  He filled up a simple shoulder sack with the stuff and darted off the site with irregular movements.  Over the evening he would process the harvest into melange and sell it later.  Such return would greatly fund his bullshit, non sequitur antics and goofery at least until winter.  With a glossy, black stamp and red ink, he stamps this bigass fun preprepared post as CANON.
3030
3031
3032
3033Chapter 1
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3035
3036
3037I stand, a child upon an infinite shore, skipping rocks into the abyss.
3038Ahead of me a bleak cold plane. Not even echoes are returned. The only information returned is in the form of my own thoughts, which never change.
3039It works on towards two in the morning. A damp chill wades in at my ankles past the battered and unhinged door. The hushing wilderness beyond murmurs and shakes. I can hear crickets in the basement. They trill and find unexpected answers of screaming steel from the closet. Did I lock the cages?
3040Yes.
3041Before me fields of parchment in my own tiring hand. The lantern light is brilliant and demanding and consumes the wick with the expedience of a thirsty fire. I stare at it and revel in my own distraction. My eyesight is failing. I soon go to bed and surrender to a dreamless sleep. Tomorrow is Sunday/Sunday awaits when I wake and there is much work to be done/
3042
3043
3044Chapter #
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3046
3047It requires stately skill, a steady hand, and a mother's attention. If the temperature is let above 173.1 Fahrenheit, it congeals and ruins the specimen. If it is let below 172.7 Fahrenheit, it fails to replicate and ruins the specimen. I have ruined many specimens this way. I have also arrived at discoveries this way. I keep it at 172.9. The vial is perched upon two screw-joints for raising, over a single flame. The wick is hand made on Friday mornings by the old lady. It is as laborious as the replication procedure. The entire procedure is meticulous, but keeping the creature thereafter demands machine precision.
3048
3049
3050
3051Chapter 2
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3053
3054
3055The Reverend was new. blah blah blah.......
3056
3057Glenn Park was such a small town that they didn't have a proper Reverend to preach when the proper Reverend passed on. One came from out of town and the people didn't trust him but his words were strong and well suited and no one dared deny he'd done old Thomas a divine duty. Not many things came from out of town.
3058
3059in East of Eden, steinbeck changes his metaphors to suit the chapter. in Samuel's funeral, his metaphors are feelings. in the spring, it is about plants and growth and color and life. Etc.
3060
3061novel of a man lost in a cave, dealing with the emotions of such, porthole to the mind of such (literal narration of the mind as all other physicality is hidden in darkness)
3062Chapters: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance, Death (no need to be frivolous)
3063ending, as the caver is on the threshold of death, racketed by hallucinations, fading consciousness and cognitive ability:
3064[very terse, disjointed ramblings]
3065"... please"
3066"please stop flying." (speaking to a hallucination in desperation, his last thought)
3067
3068always deal in scarcities
3069
3070as the future comes, to men, the split-second is of more and more importance and all the more wasted
3071
3072a finite infinity, like the space between two numbers
3073a finite infinity, like the space between two thoughts
3074
3075Twenty minutes past ten and the pulpit was still vacant.
3076
3077Loud ladies led the way. There was a protest right across the street, spilling into it really. It was a neatly and noisy crowd, of waving picket signs and of the typical chants you might capture at these events. Denim everywhere. WHite t-shirts and water bottles, curious-eyed cops, growling women and for good reason--at least I'm sure. The penciled crowd jammed on the right sidewalk and marched in cadence down 12th street, spearheaded by a circle of flannel-denim-robed ladies leading the way, letting their voices rebound off the simple storied buildings. Dirty crew-cuts atop their heads and straining, tired belts around their testing waists. I watched, rapt. I had nothing better to do and they were heading my direction and I rather let the loud noise pass by. FOr the sanctity of my thoughts. Some cars honked as they passed. IT was a sunny day.
3078It took a time or two for the train of sign-shakers and chant-chanters to pass. Those in the rear of the protest were less vocal, less energetic and looked as if they were ready to retire home and face the flawed reality they were illuminating with state-sanctioned dignified peace and submission. Something about labor. Something about taxes. Something about education and rent and something about LGBT rights. It seemed a shotgun of issues for a protest. I'm no one to nab into their business but if you ask me, pick a topic and stick with it. More likely to get heard if you're all chattering about the same thing. But they surely were seen, they did effectively demand that sense from all in the locale. The thin tail of the group shuffled by moments later. IT was around 1 in the afternoon.
3079I flexed my jaw, took a deep breath of air and exhaust and let my eyes follow the pulsing mob until they shanked right on Elm towards Fairfax. 12th street was rather busy with people zipping home after a SUnday lunch. I wasn't here for a Sunday lunch. But some people were. In fact I wouldn't mind a Sunday lunch, but I had places to be. And in fact such a remembrance spurt a muscle-tensing bit of stress through my torso. My nares flared and sucked up a bit of dry air.
3080Like all living beings at one point in their afforded time, I had found myself lost.
3081I had been lost. For innumerable blocks now. At least it was a sunny day. In fact I wouldn't mind enjoying a sunny day, but I had places to be. Time-sensitive. Which is why the stress.
3082I didn't know where the hell I was, except on 12th--a street choking with mom-and-pop shops and stops, dives and cafes and of restaurants noveau and niche. They all struggled to make rent on the property every month, that I'm certain. Totally certain. They stacked patrons on patrons, taught waitresses and waiters to rush and bustle, to turn tables at the speed of decency. I had observed them for a tiny moment when one orange-clad stucco square titled "12th Crepery" hooked me by the nose moments before chanting hooked me by the ear. But the shops and chops became a bit more sparse as 12th ventured north. The street and sidewalk a bit more filthy, a bit more grime and a bit more urine.
3083
3084Novel # #, "You wanna know my fuckin' name? Shit." beginning
3085
3086
3087homeless people talk in LB: "BITCH IM BOUT TO TAKE YO ASS TO STARLIGHT AAAAND STARBRIGHT"
3088"S'K'GIMME YA FUKN SON IMA FUK HIM UP" ; "can you not tho' a rock at him???" ; "ASGARD GOD--SHUT THE FUCK UP."