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Here's your shortcut to instant drama: Always say exactly the wrong thing and be easily offended. Yeah, that should work every time. And even when it doesn't: drama. -- doug smith  

 the unbroken line steers thru you unaffected unphased sense of purpose                            denied on purpose                   over and over again: you dream of something meaningful, light not (yet) focused covering you which is to say        uncovering you layer after layer           the sounds like velcro           unclothing disrobing           revealing hey is that you? is that the you you wanted to reveal?                                      or, does that you, catch you, as      much by surprise as the rest of us? douglas brent smith

  Sure it's important. You do want to be comfortable. Maybe  you like to have a bit of status afforded to you in those highly meaningful moments. "Don't you mean hours?" "Well, maybe minutes, not necessarily hours..." "But they do all add up." "Yes. But I have another concern." "What's that?" "Bumping my head. That doesn't look like a lot of clearance. I wouldn't want to be deeply involved in reading a big article in the NY Times only to rise suddenly and crash into the ceiling." "It's never fun to crash into the ceiling." And that was only one shortcoming. We did consider renting that place. There were so many wonderful artistic touches. Rooms that seemed to be sculpted into the floor plan. A balcony with a view of much of the house. A rear deck with exotic tiles. Shelves like artwork.  But as we decided we realized it was an old place and we are not master carpenters. We're not even subm...

  How could you ever be bored when there are always new pictures to draw, new questions to ask, and new patterns to discover? -- doug smith

When the robots come you'll want to hold a human's hand. -- doug smith

we do not always (read: seldom) have choices or                opportunities to call chances for how                the outcome arrives alive in expectations we       genuflect gyrations to promises unkept and either swept or      wept away you swept me off my feed all      enthusiastic and smiling (a smile that      feels endless) ending spending our hearts ration of       rational being beating so out of tempo either          two hundred beats per minute or paused to a stop          --- douglas brent smith

Here's my new album,  "Garden of Change"  Here's my new album, "Garden of Change"