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OLD AND NEW READS
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utne reader
common dreams
the progressive
mediate
the other side
orion
harper's
rolling stone
reel classics


fallout shelter
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song meanings
truth out
wil wheaton
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global news matrix
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h2g2
daily kos
the truth laid bear
reason
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boing boing
nobody here




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ill will press
the guide
purple
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maximum awesome
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something awful
glossy news
eric conveys emotion
odd todd
cracked



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this is true
urban legends
news of the weird
church of the fsm
the onion
god checker
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fark
iGod
post secret
webby awards
meetup
the white house
ragged trousered philosopher
the smoking gun
the defective yeti
landover baptist
evil bible


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�2006 Candor Communications


2009-04-10 - 3:36 a.m.

remember candora?


i will expand and contrast, delineate and extrapolate, invigorate and consummate, if you let me, the suckling of your dreams, the magic of your bus, the mystery of your tour i will reach your nirvana, your shangra-la, your eldorado, your secret passion even you hide from yourself everywhere except your deepest dreams i will diffuse you, amuse, you confuse you, infuse you with such flair that youll be freed from all your fear and understand, you will become aware that there is only love without your fear (oh, the self-mocking ego is so much fun, nyuk, nyuk)

or something like that or i might just goof off and laugh

yeah well the story goes something like i just might be up all night just to spite all the people who dont care (and you know who you are) cuz im stubborn like that and use the insensitivity and apathy and even cruelty (yeah, cruelty is everywhere) to inspire me to be stubbornly self-servingly self-challenging (only slightly self-destructive) cuz the danger and risk of pushing the body past limits is what makes life the thrill ride it can be (and oh, the thrill ride it can be) just like climbing the mountain because it is there or putting hot colors in your hair or jumping off a bridge on a rubber band or building a castle out of nothing but sand

what?...

just like climbing the mountain because it is there
or putting hot colors in your hair
or jumping off a bridge on a rubber band
or building a castle out of nothing but sand


oh yeah, thats the ticket out of the sticky wicket of doldrum diving and just surviving to begin thriving in life arriving at sweet nirvana (sexy bwuana) because you wanna (marijuana?) understand desire can take you higher when you let it inspire and embrace your fire when you really care you can start to share (without fear, be aware) the beautiful high of just knowing why you are being you to yourself be true beyond all clichs you make happy days and enchanting nights by using your rights to choose to be free from insecurity and fear of everything as if you were king a good king a nice king a strong king a wise king who knows how to sing who knows everything who knows the way to peace and happiness is to challenge yourself to do your best so you can know inside that you will not be denied and you can take true pride in knowing what makes life a thrill ride

just like climbing the mountain because it is there
or putting hot colors in your hair
or jumping off a bridge on a rubber band
or building a castle out of nothing but sand


nothing but sand nothing but sand nothing but sand life is nothing but sand

yeah, lifes a beach and then you die, cha cha cha when the people in the real world around me dont care, i come here i come here when the people in the real world around me dont share, i come here i come here when the people in the real world around me dont know how i feel what i want or why my smile grows, i come here where i can care and share, even when nobodys here (even when nobodys there) i come here to remind me im aware love is everywhere, as is despair and you choose what is real for you and what you share here i share, here i care, here im here when theres no one anywhere near, i am here, i come here, i come here

and loving every minute of it

so whats up dude?... i mean, what are you up to?... getting down with your bad self?... hurting so good?... exploring the extremities of linguistic confabulations? (oh wait, thats me but then, youre the one reading, so maybe its you too omigosh, are we sharing?... are those goose bumps youre wearing?... well dont believe everything you read, after all, next theyll be telling you to paint your fat brown and sit in a freezer and youll lose weight or you could wonder why your navy is spread so thin or just too busy to protect your interests (too busy protecting big business crimes?... hiding in plain sight?... gotta keep the gas flowing, after all)

frogs have more sense

and now, for the next random thought (did i just nod off?... what?... where did that thought come from?), cauckahoo or cauckahoop, that is the questions where it is one or the other, that is redundant but at least were not zarbads yeah, zarbads are those creeps who leak peoples personal stuff to the press cuz they (the zarbads) have no respect for privacy and know the truth is that most people are into masturbatory fantasies turned on by watching other peoples misery (naked, physically, emotionally, or psychologically, you see the crowd gathers round gawking shamelessly, car accident or humiliation, its that adrenaline rush sensation that comes from thinking better you than i when the bomb drops out of the clear blue sky)

to conquer death you only have to die

so hows it going bro?... i mean, what do you know?... whats up with your show?... how does your garden grow?... the unit the fringe the dollhouse the binge the rumour the twinge the comma the hinge you could have been, you should have been, you would have been the fire or the singe yeah, you could be the life of the party or you could be the puppet shark or even, a land shark! and then, one might as the burning question, was chevy chase ever as funny as robin williams?... or, to be more specific, who was the most amusing saturday night live person character or actual actor-type person?... well, that isnt the question, but it is, as Johnny five would say, a poser now isnt it?...

not to mean a fake, fool

and yet, truth be told, or made up from whole cloth, for that matter, there is really so much seriousness and random RealTime real life rambling waiting in the scribble files (scattered pages?... so soo, long ago was it all a dream?... seems so very e-the-real to me) for uploading here, there, and everywhere babble appears in my web world, but here i am creating whatever this is as if there is nothing to do, editor-wise, and that reminds me (sleep?... therell be time enough for sleeping come tomorrow) of my longing, my pining, my dream of finding a word-lover with the skill, patience, strength, stubbornness (stubbornness?... oh my, not that again) jonathan winters started it all, you know or was that w.c. fields?... maybe, but steve martin seems to have taken the twelve steps a little too seriously (i mean, he was much funnier when he was younger, aye, but thats just one maniacs opinion who believes in free-range comedy the mind has no boundaries, after all)

but do you really get craig ferguson?...

yeah, name droppings da bomb imagine saying that on a plane, you might get arrested imagine the donald trump yelling youre fired in a crowded movie theatre better emphasize the d, duh and somewhere in the mind of the fool wandering through the wilderness of loneliness and imagination theres a silent voice wondering (not actually saying, you see) if all this (written gardens of the babbling persuasions) would be absolutely hysterical spoken (presented, performed, actually) with just the right comedic timing and then, as with any revelation, the voice laughs and realizes that anything is absolutely hysterical (or insane or offensive, even, but thats besides the point for the moment) spoken with just the right comedic timing shhhhh, now youre telling secrets...

remember when we had late night masturbatory fantasies?...

when did comedy replace sex, anyway?... what?... where did that come from?... well, wherever it came from, let it roll so is it natural for the sense of humor to replace the libido somewhere along the lifeline?... wow, is that a serious question?... well, i suppose it may be from the libidos perspective, aye? or the genitals, perhaps or the skin, cuz the skin is the largest sex organ, you know yes, larger than the brain, i think (therefore i orgasm?) physically, that is what?... you ask what does that mean? (physically, that is, that is) well, the largest physical sex organ is the skin, yes, but the largest sex organ?... anybody?... anybody?... come on, you know

the largest sex organ is, of course, the imagination

of course it could be a guitar or anything, after all even an orchestra but organ is somehow more, oh, so much more titillating, somehow like come on baby touch my organ baby you can drive my organ i want to hear your organ deep inside my cochlea oh, that could be awkward wasnt that a family guy episode?... yeah, stewie likes it just below his coccyx but what does worldwide pants mean, really?... it mean, truth be told, that there is almost nothing that cannot be amusing (go ahead, challenge yourself, youll laugh at your uptight fear of laughter after you die) but worse, there really is nothing on late night tv anymore now that is serious not even decent reruns just sadly patronizing infomercials consumerism loves company, or something like that

much better to play the organ

has anybody touched you the way you are touched in your dreams
you know what i mean
has anybody touched you in the way that melts you like ice cream
you know what i mean
has anybody touched you in the way you know when you touch yourself
and make yourself scream
(insert sensual screaming)
has anybody touched you in the way you want to be touched
like no ones ever seen
you know what i mean
you know what i mean
the way youre touched in your dreams

well, i can do it if you really want me to
let me, know you,
let me, show you,
let me, touch you,
let me and it is my gift to you


wow, this is almost remembrances of behind the candoor, isnt it?... or deeper, even yeah, wish you were here if you really know what i mean maybe you want the pope to wash your feet, i mean, it takes all kinds of kinky to make up the new world order, after all like a humpback whale swimming around new york city, you can be turned on by whatever turns you on, your choice, whether you know it (or own it) or not and if you know, if you really let yourself know, then you are halfway there the other half is doing it and then, sharing it doubles the intensity, even exponentially increases it when you take it to the limit one more time and then, reach beyond, and you know life is the thrill ride understand?... life is the thrill ride made of nothing but sand

remember candora?...






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