Written by Dr P Fenderson on December 25th, 2008
Tiny pyramids cover the dream chart I have graphed
with information flowing and bouncing
full of self-fulfilling spiral madness
and manic spitfire binary tappings
morsing out a cacophonous tympani
ancient drums relaying the multilayered filaments
with photon flashing, reflected in your eyes
I see the in.sight that comes from somewhere
in this whirling maw of nodes and numbers
far-flung in six holographic dimensions -
a [...]
Written by Dr P Fenderson on December 3rd, 2008
Rays, fast pulsing, reign down upon
my face
warm tendrils brush aside silken threads
tying my vision
and all things become clearer
Brumbletrolling over and over
the tops are sweeter than the bottom
of the cell – mindmade and crumbling
Sweet nectar, singing softly in my eyes,
is taking liberties with the dimensional fabric
pulling me along fresh trace-lines from the
future-not-yet-lived
Binary stars before Sol
through to [...]
Written by Dr P Fenderson on November 11th, 2008
This story telling me is foReign,
hidden on the stones of our fur-fathers cast to tell our fortune -
only to have the shattered words thrown back
Exploratory emotions push through my skin, root hairs digging deep into the yet-to-be-known with the nourishment being probability of success.
Plant your seeds, log^men,
plan your seeds
agapE, the devourer moves upwards – a [...]
Written by boogiepop on August 7th, 2008
The world has reconnected to the folks at BrownTown and we’ve much in mind to impart (and receive). Person(all)y, Portland portends positive posititions; pluralities prism-pulsing past presence <whatever that means>. Not to be misinterpreted as a pandeistic urge, though proclaiming free will is just as open to perversion. I wrote a silly little poem last [...]
Written by Dr P Fenderson on July 31st, 2008
Lately I’ve been imagining hot-air balloons and water droplets. After much meditation, I fell into a semi-trance state and started scribbling. This is the result.
Double helix breaking
hot-air balloons carrying DNA genetic memory
carried aloft by heated sperm warfare ships
rocketing
traveling to other womb land-states
to move forward while the past pushes forward
to the center of the labyrinth
to the [...]
