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Twittering One

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Jun 19, 2005, 11:40:05 PM6/19/05
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"Your art history degree, you never
Did anything with it."
~ The Former

"WRONG STUIPD ASSHOLE.
Twitter co ~ authored a dozen art history
Books for ~

'Art History Through
Touch & Sound ~ A Multisensory Guide for The Blind
And Visually Impaired'

OpticalTouch Systems,
New York City.

We're sick & very tired
Of your pejorative put ~ downs.
You're a VERY destructive, undermining person."
~ Folly

"... you almost
Put me underground, too.

You lie.
You manipulate.
You abuse your role."
~ Twittering

"None too kewl, either,
In our book."
~ Folly

Twittering One

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Jun 19, 2005, 11:44:46 PM6/19/05
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"What ANOTHER JOB ~ ?
~ Former, standing in drugstore,
Thanksgiving Day

"Yall have a REALLY nice
Thanksgiving ~ I need to go home now
And make my tuna sandwich."
~ Twittering

"O, we will, we're going
To have a REALLTY GREAT Thanksgiving.
Our friend is waiting
Outside for us now."
~ The Former

"Great."
~ Twittering

Raving Loonie

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Jun 20, 2005, 12:14:21 AM6/20/05
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Hi Twittering

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 12:20:20 AM6/20/05
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Who the HELL
RU ~ ?

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 12:01:23 PM6/20/05
to
"My father gave my mother a loaded, 45, said,
'Go ahead, shoot yourself,
I don't care.'

So my mother went
Out to the front yard, stood there for 5 minutes
Or so, while I watched."
~ Twittering

"Time's up. Oh, did I mention I'm on vacation
For the next 2 weeks?
I should have told you,"
~ Former

"Oh, no, you did not mention.
Have a good one."
~ Twittering

Channel ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzz

"Perhaps we are not doing this correctly,
Because I am not feeling
Very good."
~ Twittering

"Was your mother overly dramatic?"
~ Former

"No. She was depressed.
She was obviously abused. You don't
Give ANYONE a loaded gun,
And tell them you don't care.

That's an accomplice to suicide.
Don't you know?"
~ Twittering

Channel ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzz

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 12:48:53 PM6/20/05
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Who sent me pornographic
Email ~ ?

WHO is Fabulust Runner ~ ?
WHO is Mad Gello ~ ?

WHO is Dane Metcalf ~ ?
WHO is If You See Kay ~ ?

WHY do these people send me sexual
Email ~ ?

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 12:54:51 PM6/20/05
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Nor do you call someone
And laugh at them, when they tell you their life
Was endangered in therapy.

YOU did that to me,
Anita Gurian, PhD.

Did you report what I told you
To the NYU Ethics Committee?
According to NYU Medical School Guidelines,
You should.

I was abused,
I almost lost my life.
And I told you that, too.

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 1:02:06 PM6/20/05
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Nor do you call someone
And laugh at them, when they tell you their life
Was endangered in therapy.

If ANYONE thinks that is a helpful thing to do,
Let me tell you ~

It drove me farther away,
Which is NOT what I needed, or wanted.

Has COMMON SENSE
Gone out the window ~ ?

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 2:07:15 PM6/20/05
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"Clyde's heart was no longer in it but with the methodical
Determination that had put ten thousand papers to bed
He went into the warm cellar (the old furnace chewing,
Chewing fuel) and fetched the aluminum
Stepladder."

~ John Updike,
>From "The Witches of Eastwick"
[p. 155]

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 2:09:12 PM6/20/05
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"It felt feather ~ light; the might of angels
was descending upon him. He also carried up some lumber scraps
and with these set the ladder on the carpeted stairs
so that, one pair plastic feet resting three risers
lower than the other on pieces of wood,
the stepless crossbraced rails
were vertical and the entire titled A ~ shape

would topple
over at a nudge."

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 2:11:37 PM6/20/05
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"The last thing the would see, he estimated,
would be the front doorway and the leaded fanlight
off stained glass, its vaguely sunriselike
symmetrical pattern lit up by the sodium glow
of a distant street lamp.

By light nearer to hand, scratches on the aluminum
seemed traces left by the swerving flight of atoms
in a bubble chamber."

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 2:15:08 PM6/20/05
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"Everything was touched with transparency;
the many tapering, interlocked lines of the staircase
were as the architect had dreamed them;
it came to Clyde Gabriel, rapturously,
that there was nothing to fear,
of course our spirits passed through matter like the sparks
of divinity they were, of course
there would be an afterlife of infinite opportunities,
in which he could patch things with Felicia,
and have Suiki too, not once but an infinity of times;
just as Nietzsche had conjectured."

~ John Updike,
>From "The Witches of Eastwick"

[p. 156]

Twittering One

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Jun 20, 2005, 2:18:15 PM6/20/05
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"A lifelong fog was lifting;
it was as clear as rectified type,
the meaning that the stars has been singing out to him,
candida sidera, tingeing with light
his sluggish sprit sunk in its proud muck.

The aluminum ladder shivered
slightly ..."

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