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Language Versus Plot"
Language is famous for having many vocabularies. Some beautiful people read texts for the plot, but I do not. I think of language as an instrument of freedom to get me what I need.
Great literature, one can argue is what the world should be reading. I would improve this to add that it is an interest in language as well that it needs with such reading. I myself have a freedom to be at war with philosophy. Every story has words as its material that come from characters or the narrator. We only as story writers improve when we compete, but as public people language helps us to cooperate. The war story I have with philosophy is my own instrument, my trope.
Philosophy has no tools, only dialectic, whereas poetry is the language that everyone can use as an instrument. I do not have a logos only a davar.
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Bertha with
Billy McBride
XLIV.
A clear and golden springtime
Is like the pathway to your eternal pleasance
Since it is a victory over gloom and hurt.
It is clear and winter
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In the darkness of the underworld we are free
To beguile our gloom with more drama,
And if we like we can face and glare
At our own beauty alone.
What is there in darkness and water for us to beguile?
To master the drama with a glare
We compound our glare before the morning
To instruct apprehension again of our destiny.
The morning gloom is a drama too.
The beauty above us has a victory over the machine,
Its own potential span we therefore celebrate;
Loose over the fields of the kingdom below
A lost beauty is beginning to light.
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Teresa with Billy McBride
XLV.
Together we shine in our home,
To our home we speed with a blessing.
The light of my soul is with friends,
For with that throng to play, my own light exists.
But I fall sore with a hunger
For sunshine,
I am selfish.
The light in the kingdom will return
And fall widest upon me.
The years seem motionless and farther ahead,
Tomorrow brings its moments and health;
Through public spaces the traveling day
Goes on to its remembered heavenly home.
The farthest outdoors inspires me,
And I feast on its charity in its kingdom.
I stop in the world for some time,
It is a strong time enough for me to join it.
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Arielle with Billy McBride
XLVI.
The brave return to the deep,
Everywhere projected, in the sea they are best.
Heaven's music above is an awesomeness,
People of paradise everywhere
Show themselves to the brave in the deep.
We build up an anonymous power,
And breathe with power or wait for it,
Weather happens in life, to it,
It places its anchor in our deep.
An ample knowledge came yesterday,
And the soul faded a little in the light,
An endless wind was pushing all.
I hope a little for it to go away,
For the wind to stop its furious flow.
We reign forever on the landscape.
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Penelope with Billy McBride
A new series I am beginning, music with text from my book Topsy-Turvy. This one is the part "Constructing and
Helping." I am at
120 beats per minute, with a super-saw synthesizer sound and tribal drums.
Luckily I saved the
MIDI data from the last synthesizer composition I played called "Constructing and Helping." I love to look at the patterns of the music, something I consider an art-form too.
Check out what a 20 minute song (about 600 measures) I usually compose on the fly looks like in these pictures. Also, with MIDI data, anybody can play the music, which is one reason I play on the synthesizer - to collect the MIDI notes as I improvise. I think of the music as genre-less.
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Spirituality versus Atobots"
I don't care very much for Atobots; Atobots are people who keep others behind from trying to read the very best that they can. I care for storytelling but I accuse Atobots, who are lonely and sad, of talking more than storytelling.
Besides worrying about them, there are crime-waves around that make victims of us too of which I am concerned. I would like both by my pragmatism and by my Angel-Wife
Jennifer's Hydromancy (water magic) to stop crime-waves. I suppose
Spiritual Golf is another way we (my Spiritual
Family and I) can fight for
M.O.A.T. charities, but since I am not yet a total heavenly
Angel (I haven't died yet), the way Spiritual Golf is played is beyond me. So I write instead stories here and there to make up for my lack of complete divine wisdom.
- B'nayvoovah, or Billy McBride
- published: 12 Aug 2015
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