|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- ABAXIAL USUFRUCT--THE FOURTEENTH ELEVEN <-------  ||  Superior  ||  Abaxial Usufruct  ||  -------> (Cup SUau014, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Au144   | BELL AND IT'S YEAH SO WHAT don't answer her don't answer her don't answer her REMEMBER the utter density of it ya know um I don't know maybe the self within just doesn't want to deal with it oh yeah but I can't expect to be free of difficulty at all or ever be oohaha thep keeker asps..........asks........it.............ofyou whensit? huv corse whell butthen ok now be normal wells where you get waters heha bleemk hover tall aplenty soon can't stop wonder wender into faller crapper tenny deference of prance the spring in teller cornhuskin bleep must stop this typing I cannot stop this typing I feel really weird tonight last nite when I had those dreams I felt so weird when I woke up like I was in another place or something and now I feel so strange not being able to stop typing as if obsessed as if irrational I don't know if it was all that coffee I drank or the general situation I'm in or the dangers of acting in a mentally creative manner or well I'm not really so sure what's causing this state but I want to say that now as I furiosly type as if insane, I just want to point out, for future reference, that my state of mind now is quite odd, but I think, I think, I think, I think I might be in a favorable state in terms of my whole future you see well as I continue to type into the computer, see since it is a computer that I use to write, and not paper and pen, but a computer, that it is a really strange state of affairs when we have to coordinate the many different types of activities that are going on now I have something important to record the idea that the situation I am in as compared to the nature of my being as compared with the course of my life may be extremely unorthodox and by this I mean and the manic feeling of typing has subsided and I mean to say that I, Frank Edward Nora may be much more out of the ordinary than I have even been led to believe by my experiences and by this I mean that I have to stop looking at my creative work as anything other than an extrememly important life's goal so now I am here and I truly wonder the whole "get a job" thing what exactly that entails, considering it is me that is the one who would get the job... I think I have to comprehend this situation better and begin to act in a responsible manner in relation to this whole life of mine. I think I will say that looking at things, I have to discard old ways of thinking and focus on this new creative initiative I have defined over the course of my life, increasing and focusing recently. So what does this mean? Hmmm -- good question. I think that my main need now is to define where I am situationally -- and I think that the old place I was situationally is unacceptable -- and that may be why I am disoriented as to where I am in the situational sense -- ;because at some level I know that my old view of my situational position was wrong -- ;and rather than accepting an outmoded position, and since the new one wasn't concrete yet in my consciousness, that I'd rather be confused than wrong, but now what is right? It revolves upon my definition of self -- specifically -- ;what role am I in? and that is the question of import now I need not deify myself -- only accept myself. 10:51 PM, 2/26/90. Au145   | BOOKS CAN TOUCH AURAS as I dwell in sparse ash fiery embers in lieu of TV I am in bliss verily in bliss NOW THE MALL! ah... things may be good tonight no I'm not talking about any travel or meeting anybody or doing anything eh, what freedom there is see I say that it affects my mind in a way the night might be the effect of so... this is that I do wonder I do wonder... so please be in wellness now Books can touch auras. now when I speak of this's this evening I wonder about all the evening's possibilities so to remember and superimpose all evenings in a newly improvised manner, blatantly eh, with humans like me the inside world is tempest you see tempest and the clashing withing themselves touch the outside causing odd arrays of sporadic effects in my experience of reality now let's say this: though it can't be proven it seems as if the experience of reality is all that reality is composed of so I would say, whatever the nature of my inner self, and inasmuch as it affects the outer portion of my experience -- it has a virile influence on reality as I do experience it now also -- I'm not a bird. Au146   | BUT AT SOME POINT Gone are the days... A small oasis in the endless night. A place to reflect on the past and plan out the future. Very big... Strange thought and stranger events. Here there is no time. I am at a stable point between a thousand things. I am totally in the dark. Totally... Moving towards a place. There is no substitute for hard work. Steps. And the final goal. Wake up. Sleepy Head. Hard work and concentrated effort. Moving towards some light. Now I cannot speak. Gone are the days. I am a man in motion, shades and greys. Falling and tumbling in endless rhyme. Eating an apple, but to the sky blind. But at some point. This is the final goal. To get there. Again. Au147   | DICTIOBABBLE deterioration esp easily atrocity opposite number determine espadrille east atrophy opposition deterrence espalier eastbound atropine oppress tolidine tollroad toltec betake gutty caster boat train beta particle guy castigate bob betel guy fawkes day castile soap bobbery dutch uncle pachytene duty pacific duumvir pacinian corpuscle tabloid chippendale odd trick henceforward sild biohazard taboo chipper ode henchmen silencer biology tabor chippewa odeum hendecasyllabic silenus biomass interdisciplinary dioxin sleuthhound constituent interest dip slew constitutional interface dipeptidase slice constitutive chrisom child sanctus bell discontented ad verbum rhetorican featly cree weasel word slaw christianity sand discontinue adverse rheum feature creed weatherman slay christie sandal discophile advert rh factor feaze creek weave sleave blain quid pro quo timbrel verily cirque fibroblast opposeless blame quiescent time verisimilitude cirrhosis fibrosis oppress blanc fixe quiet timocracy verism cirrocumulus fibrous opprobrium forlorn hope blonde dup easel tho venipuncture form blooded dupe easement thole venireman formaldehyde bloom duple easily tholeiite venison equivalent weight both groupthink listel philoprogenitive natick earsplitting hailstorm unsight equivocal bother grouse listen philosophize nationalism earthenware hairsplitting unskillful era bothy grout lister philtre native earthy hair-trigger unsling Au148   | DISTANT ASPECT mom is just really unbelievable and unacceptable in her behaviour I mean it's hard to accept this secret insanity of hers her humanity is so shrouded I've hardly ever seen her as a real person rather as just a character I must abide that's sad Au149   | DREAMS, TUESDAY, APRIL 7, 1987 [1] The building with the ultimate computer in the basement. [2] Climbing the 'liths, no way back, up (me & John). [3] Now, more like shopping area, chases, theaters, one bad guy. [4] Overpower bad guy, me and others, down long white painted metal nautical-like spiral staircase. [5] In supercomputer, like Toys'R'Us. We could ask for anything and it would give it to us (books, movies, minivideoviewers, etc.). [6] We were going to destroy it; we knew we could, but the dream ended; I woke up; about 9:30 AM. [7] Back to sleep. Stuff, then... [8] We kill somebody and only a blackened and charred corpse is left (more like a skeleton, with some flesh). [9] For a funny joke we put a sign around its neck saying ("so and so" killed me), put it in front of their Riker door, and put a type of force field around it so nobody could touch it -- Ha Ha. [10] Another, in A car spying on the Cignarellas... [11] Another, me and Erin at a sort of game store, we see a cool game, ask to buy it, it was $13.99, but half price at $7.00. Also included was a rack with many minigames, What a deal! Would be good for our trip (long trip) to put on car wall? [12] Final wake up about 11:30. Au150   | NOT NOT ALIGN PARCH I tire of these initiatives I got it if it is so positive then where is it going? I'm thinking of several types of things Now, when am I to retire for the night? Now, this is the time -- it is just one segment of the time -- but this is the time So now, this being the time, I must think of it as the time in itself, you see. Oh now, well, this is a part of the time I see but am I just drifting with the breeze of sequence I am see This is a part of the time now and I am doing but not in such plan as it may have been in an ideal circumstance now, there and there are places, and segments of experience, all the times I've been there overlap somehow in history or memory and now they are tangible like objects yet this is unrelated such situation now, how am I to respond to stop for the day the night the whatever so now I think that I must do a certain type of thing to grab the reins now here is the problem, if I think of commanding it, I say, or rather feel, eh what is it eh where am I eh huh eh hah? so I guess I feel confused at the thought of taking control like I say to myself "well what about that room?" which is irrational, you know But if I realize this why can I not can I not do it, er rather take control? That is actually a good question Au151   | THIS IS MOST UNEXISTING I enter the area whenever well that is to deeply voice a booming call in handy pleasing and corrupt blades corn-nopper in bleggatin so this is the smaller so then in tents well enter unto me en me en fellers cautious for noble aim can't tackle her tickle her! be in bemoaning frenzy, cap sons of crooners in tanks of jelly sons of suns of what? oh bless the aerial vibration the sound cool members of a band in action sort! hell bebby stork, ham radio operators overpopulate the camp, in tents and lean-to's camera crap, seeing all not thru calling you on no stabler surfacer creator's crater bam the moon, day sorrier smith blamps his searing metal as violence outside he ignores none in nenny, stoosh! stoosh! stoosha! sashay, bem, candie sorrel so, angles do wail in noon forfeitful campers sang angry ballads of shallow fares coming upon here it is now prepare now we are in the process of travelling a road... that feeling of travel; the mysterious roads the lure of into horizon akha society! han! haha! you think! bat! oh well this is not so well in tell in thell in bell tenter canter sedh toot, kipper heavy bells weighing us grist eh millstone necker necking in the past that is, it's dark, 3 or 4 decades ago, near a boby of water -- maybe a community pool? necking with a girl -- about high school age doing it -- but how am I doing it from this point of history? What is causing this time-paradox of love? That is what I'd like to know. I most really would...! Au152   | TODAY SANS A Words: The Doctor Has Not Eaten The Pomegranite In The Past Hour. Now The Inevitable Decay Of The Backyard Must Begin. Bird In Eight Considers Escape. We All Question The Basis Of Our World. Fur, Feathers, Scales, Chitin, And Others Form A Mosaic Or Quilt In My Mind. Metal, Plastic, Steel, Rubber, Copper, And Others Are Through The Window. A Central Thing Erupts. The Factions, How Many Are There, Stand Silent In Peace As The Deadly But Beautiful Fountain Carves Its Way Into The Sky. Some Of Us Have Tears, Others Oil, Some Are Sparks, Electric. Such Random Determinations Are Unfair. I Do Not Care Anymore. Splatter, Shatter, Atomize, The Backyard Is Gone. But I Know That It Will Come Back. Maybe Next Time I will Be Someone Different. Ah, The Light Pierces The Darkness And It Begins Again. I Am Now Ice Ram. And I Mount The Hill. And The Festival Of Creation Is Upon Us. Au153   | TWELFTH EXTRACTEDADE a mass of metal a tenseness in the light rain the bishop looks sick like he might cough up blood forming the image of a squirrely lass in the park in the 1970's she is unattainable unfounded resentment a blurting moan in my mind's ear look away roll your eyes sigh blend meet the five bears Lacquer-1119 Spelunker-181 Hood-8 Prisoner-91 Jackdaw-41552 I have to drink some coffee to disorient my mind to make it let me get a haircut needles baubles salts vapors general material on fake notes bellowing Au154   | ZED BALLISTA CAP sea little town street about 2 years ago into store and get pouch and outside see phones and the other store was open but not too good not near the sea holding down your ring finger with your thumb pointing the remaining 3 fingers like a gun imagine a blast coming out damaging wall even collapsing it damn being dam tough into beleaguers canada craps feller who greens tarpa kerrang! -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----