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iconimago: October 2003
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. Make a single random mark on a virgin page. It kills time and ravages space. Interruption blemishes the skin. Of crystal water, a pebble tossed in. The surface occluded, the depth a torrent,. Clarity unsettled, by an act of will. It will penetrate and gradually abate,. Frozen facing ...
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iconimago: December 2004
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. We all know this. Water gathers and finds its way as if by will, with ineluctable force or with infinite patience. It weaves and courses, drawn downward by gravity, or it seeps, emerges through the smallest capillary or crease. It may even create a way by force, if necessary. In the ...
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iconimago: February 2004
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. It is the laughing ghost. You feel this way about. He's lovely and jocular. He's in your kitchen. Having honey and chilies. On toast for breakfast. But he doesn't care. Need to be anywhere. He seems to be lonely. You know you would be. He reaches in your window,. He can't hurt you.
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iconimago: April 2007
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. Don't use the first person singular because my ego is overpowering. It is because I can only know my own experience. Writing in first person is the most honest way I know. Today, I saw what appeared to be a sphere of light floating in the backyard! But you love bubbles," my wife said.
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iconimago: June 2005
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. Fluid, Spherical Being. Http:/ www.well.com/user/davidu/sixthextinction.html. Http:/ filebox.vt.edu/artsci/geology/mclean/Dinosaur Volcano Extinction/pages/studentv.html. Posted by sarva at 15:49. I live in dread or regret. Of what others deny or forget,. To assimilate some semblance.
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iconimago: December 2003
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. If so, i will live. As a laughing ghost -. Not transcendent but transparent. Not elevated, but with levity. Not unattached but detached. Not enlightened but illuminated -. There is no fear -. For no hurt -. How heavy i feel, now -. Of the universe,. It is the exception. Like the rice,.
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iconimago: November 2003
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. Adjacent, full,. Time extravanant, spent. Inflict the verdict,. The turning word,. I was interred,. Belated, cremated,. As the word turned. A former fox reformed,. In a formal funeral. Central, the null. Posted by sarva at 11:32. For the zero,. It seems to me. It is 22 or three -.
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iconimago: October 2004
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. We live in a storm. How clear, we see the light. While surrounded by the night! From how far behind us. How does it follow? On a biggish bang. It's a nick nack,. As serious as a heart attack. An infarction of information,. It is in formation,. An accident, an incident. We know not no!
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iconimago: November 2004
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Iconimago is the language in noise, the voice in silence and the meaning in what is random. it is a code that is always unbroken. it waits, and it is fulfilled. it wants, and it is satisfied. it has, and it does not control. Is emboldened, proud. Rather than eating us. Out of house and home. The truth unalloyed,. Nor choose the method. What will come will. Abdicated, or it was abducted,. Dharma seems to have. It did not leave. Unseen, it is protected,. And so, perfected. It will come when.