AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

12/1/16

That Instant

you realize the recursive imperative to stop relaying a thought through words two sentences sooner (brought about by the writers of Futurama) and go with what you have after the subtraction to aid communication only works when there is no capacity for self editing.

And then you realize the recursive imperative is also a deletion virus that will reduce your verbal exchanges to single building blocks as though you are a tourist, no matter the landscape or indigenous peoples.

And then you realize you've been standing in one place for 47 minutes staring into space after you said hello and introduced yourself.

And then you realize you started your own deletion virus 28 years ago when wrong answers had painful consequences and every question or answer spoken extended miles through trees that grew instantaneously from the strike of word to ear, rippled and color coded.

And then you realize why that episode of Futurama was so funny.

And then you realize conversation will never be your forte and why.

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