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Creativity Manifests Magic ~ Monday, April 20, 2026

Magic brings the Majestic Unicorn Magic is not simply the sleight of hand as witnessed by the audience at shows given our inability to make in the old fashioned way to create sand create land, create demand to attract brilliant possibilities as mind grows rich within poverty, let them eat cake invested in history, in moments neatly ordered as if time were a fact golden, malleable, to recreate dreams silent, hidden within truth, beyond light theatrics, pyrotechnics, the sky screams how the art of magic, far out of sight enters the vernacular as events Majestic is the Unicorn in dance as imaginary as a monk floats just sitting in meditation, creates emptiness, leaves no trace, a trance stationary as a statue, no scratch tickles the nose, no flies bother old goats in manifestations of dire straits creates beauty and kindness out of pain Unicorns symbolize the escape hatch necessary to imagine as real imagine as a mythical creature creates the magic as a dance to ...

On a Distant Prospect ~ Sunday, April 19, 2026

No more; where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College ~ Thomas Gray No more, say less, or say nothing only words in the way money is magical, puffing ominous clouds, so gray remember moments in the past empty skies, why does nothing last whenever I try to look back how pointless the whole world appears each day comes and goes, disappears road trip with a backpack each day, I open the front door ignorance everywhere given everyone knows the score no bliss to share nowhere ordinary, average, not wise realize that people tell lies ambition tries to fool others nothing in this world but nonsense clear a path to see the difference each to their own, brothers is wisdom difficult to see simply learn to discern bliss is but a drug, LSD long, slow distance, I earn interest by running miles sunny California, all smiles sunshine summer but all year round 'Tis a sweet land of liberty in Chicago, just bitter tea ...

At the Ballet ~ Saturday, April 18, 2026

So why in the world would you bring a child Stupid is, as they say, as stupid does obviously, you are delusional whimper and whine, when folly is your bliss hoes know ego rules the world, so it goes yes, all the attention, the world is yours indeed, let it bleed, you feel beautiful nervous to make a noise, soundless, you piss toilet water splashes, nobody hears heartless as a critic, theater whores each to their own, bitches, Old Scratch itches work hard to find a child at the ballet only who brings a child, stupid snitches revolving lights reflect the world of play light as a disco ball, everyone fears delight as to fancy wrongs so perfect wordlessly, you reject a cry so strong obviously, you seek to entertain understanding nothing but a defect lies full of character, face the mirror difficult to imagine why the throng yes, ignores their feelings, full of disdain obviously, they are in their right mind understand how the rules thrown out the door bitter almonds...

Spooky Action at a Distance ~ Friday, April 17, 2026

How to reconfigure what once took place only to imagine what is fiction wonder vicariously what occurs to people as characters in a space open a book as a mirror reflects reimagine events, a depiction encoded by expectation, time blurs coded moments transform, set on the page only this is the possible, effects negated in the real world are spooky finding hope in quantum reality in entanglement seems slightly kooky given the interconnectivity until influence becomes all the rage religion shapes the mind, indoctrinates elastic plasticity to instruct whimper and whine inside the mind, the hive hidden from all the buzz, coordinates associate faster-than-light, as twins together is better than in a duct ordinary, average, mundane, alive noticeably all alone, how to share creativity as a spark, who wins evidence of loneliness everywhere transform society with a paint stroke ordinary is different over there over there where no one is ever broke kindness is the rule,...

Stone Fox ~ Friday, April 17, 2026

Is it too much to ask to let me cry slobber all over myself like a dog indeed, I must enjoy such misery to long for compassion, why do I try trust no one to understand or to care only, everyone understands, to jog only memories of loss, victory marches over the past, chances all lost understanding comes too late, do I dare cast a glance over my shoulder, look back how pointless, why must I remake the bed to imagine the impossible, frost over all the planet, cover mistakes as all are interconnected, they know simply how it feels when you hit the brakes killing time for no good reason, to show tragedy is as common as hope fed omelets first thing in the morning, breakfast light or heavy, as you please, just like cream emptied into a cup of black coffee tell me to reverse when the die is cast maybe I did the right things, but I doubt each time I remember, I long to scream cast out all desires, dream to be free remember to return, the chance to change yesterday, I w...

Pascal ~ Friday, April 17, 2026

As a precursor of the afterlife so are our choices as the greatest test affluence as influence to decide preferences in style, to avoid strife receive our limitations with good grace even as hubris says give it a rest collective acceptance comes with much pride unless the collective are destitute received wisdom to convey in this space solemn followers believe in the book only, nothing is for certain, to act religious for the sake of how others look of course is blasphemy, as to attract fellow travelers who are less astute this wager, as to flip a coin to choose however arbitrary and random each life appears without meaning or sense ask why such differences exist and lose from the beginning the whole point to life to question and not to give thanks, phantom existence passes for experience remember better times and complain less little less than these moments full of strife if we can accept others as ourselves forgive hardships for everyone suffers each to their...

Coolidge, Kansas ~ Thursday, April 16, 2026

All too young to realize this duty left upon weak, fallen shoulders, shaken left broken, little bird, side of the road tough luck, first-world problems, slender beauty observe the car swerve into the past tense obey all the rules, had they not taken yesterday from Easter Mass to unload only to come earlier, more often until it is too late, the fog too dense never unfelt, unimagined, unseen green fields untended, unintended words till the fields, listen to the chatter, keen over meaning, understanding the birds rest, eyes cry, sorrow grave, sparrow asks when emptiness as a reflection, mirror as if to understand, mistakes unfold lightning moments captured, blurred the past in a bottle, heat and sunshine, nearer zips fast away, long gone, now out of sight empty the stale water, be no less bold thimble in a small hand, the die is cast honesty, a felt-sense, tumbles from eyes in loneliness, a hand, a touch, so light soft, gentle, swift and painless, fleeting, gone di...