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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: Vines (A meditation on consubstantiation)
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Monday, March 01, 2010. Vines (A meditation on consubstantiation). What does that do to Burke's motive of identification: He says we all want that communion with each other, but do we really? Do you want to share substance with the ill and dying? That would mean admitting that you, too, are ill and dying, and we Americans don't do that well. From ...
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: February 2009
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Saturday, February 07, 2009. Prospectus, version 1.0. Well, here it is. Attempt #1. This is the introductory statement/rationale, which will eventually become part of the introduction to the dissertation. The rest of the plan can be found on this blog back in October 2008, but I'll be revising that in coming days and weeks. The lofty goal of apoca...
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: March 2010
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Thursday, March 25, 2010. Final" draft of disability poems. You don't let it define you," Lou said today, as I struggled to finish the prose poem. And this is and was and probably always will be the problem. It does. Twelve Steps Away From Disabled. In the middle of a step, time stops with a high whine, bright and still like a frozen sunbeam. ...
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: Sirloin cut
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Monday, February 15, 2010. The glare of hope. Begins in the spine. Tracks down and settles. Matching gut for gut. Meeting stab with stab. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). On Pain, or Amy thinks too hard lately. The Rhetoric of Hope. Death by Grad School. View my complete profile. Rage against the Miami Machine. Get Digested by Exigesis.
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: June 2009
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Friday, June 26, 2009. Are you there, passion? Are you yet asleep? Has hope awoken you on cue. At the end of the end,. Where you can sip the most fuel. Thrust forward at the tip of the fuse? Or have you slipped beyond us now. Infusing the realm of dreams. Where you are more easily grasped. Where you are not denied a chance. We've waited, passion.
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: November 2010
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Saturday, November 27, 2010. The Randomest of Random Poetry. The diss is finished, submitted, accepted. Which means now, perhaps, there will be time for other writing. On moving back to the midwest. The ones my fingers know they've always known. And at this stage, can no longer afford to hazard guesses. This touch was my only intuition once. The s...
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: April 2010
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Saturday, April 10, 2010. It manifests itself in every sentence, tainting my masterpiece with that which I abhor; the thing I hate infiltrating my love, I cannot escape it; we are forever entwined. When I speak of hope, it's never about my own. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Death by Grad School. View my complete profile. Get Digested by Exigesis.
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: "Final" draft of disability poems
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Thursday, March 25, 2010. Final" draft of disability poems. You don't let it define you," Lou said today, as I struggled to finish the prose poem. And this is and was and probably always will be the problem. It does. Twelve Steps Away From Disabled. In the middle of a step, time stops with a high whine, bright and still like a frozen sunbeam. ...
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot: March 2009
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Journey of the UnwiredMascot. The whitespace matters The hours can be counted by teaspoons I barked at our mascot, and doubted caffeine. Mainichi kura shiteru. Monday, March 02, 2009. I've been a member of the internet-addicted community for some years now; it was March of 1996 that I got my first modem-enabled computer dialing up to speeds of 14.4K (! When were you born (i.e. are you a legal adult)? What do you look like (in the case of avatars)? How can others identify you? Into something that will rem...
