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    dots Submission Name: Witch kin stein.dots

    Author: Outlaw
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 510/413/195
    Words: 371
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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       I honestly don't care if you know what I'm taking about (and know that I don't know).

    I don't want technicals either (like in zero hour? no, nobody?).. just talk, I guess...

    just, not at me.. or with, whichever you do best.

    last note: the painting is called "Marc the tiger 1911"

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    dotsWitch kin stein.dots

    Of mind and world: ß7, private language Ė
    a brainstorm of philosophical implications
    with mental degradations thatíll get you smiling.
    itís inane, devoid of weighing dropletsÖ
    but the storm will pass, like any other
    might Ė even if it is an imaginary

    I am
    annoyed greatly
    by myself.
    I live life as if Iím going to get over it
    all the time Ė I need to get over that.


    Quine said there was a fine line between
    the two spaces in your mind
    (of reason, of concept)|(and of experience)
    [that is in fact a caesura
    but in philosophy we call it friction;
    friction between what you believe
    and the real world Ė friction, warmth;
    that sensation you get when youíre being touched
    ever so rudely.]
    But then Davidson called it dogmatic.

    too much time, fine time, my timeÖ
    too too much
    Itís kind of filthy how much time I waste-
    some might even call it just that, a waste.

    Language is referential, therefore
    (the fore that was there, right overÖ)
    it deploys symbols to refer to objects.
    Exhibit A: Wittgensteinís private-language
    (he didnít use parentheses like IÖ we do)
    argument Ė S is for pain (no, not P,
    thatís for pathetic). What is Pain?
    Evidently it is not an object, and yet
    with the subject of our discourse we treat
    it as such. If not being an object divides
    out the fact that we are referring to it as one,
    what does that leave us with? Ė then it isnít something.
    But who would deny pain? It is not, then, nothing.
    this all he called a beetle.

    You have one, I have one,
    she does, and he does, they doÖ
    but yours isnít mine, and mine isnít yours.
    Hers isnít his, and his isnít theirsÖ
    this gusting feelingsÖ
    when Iím not going insane,
    raging hormonally with these things they call
    it all makes sense why it is Iím not
    in fact, in misery, insanity.
    When I amÖ

    get out of my black box Ė
    this is my imaginary sanctuary.

    Submitted on 2010-02-03 21:27:09     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      i find part 6 pretty interesting...overall (and it is just me) i feel like a watcher, looking at a poem in third person objective...not as one who is part of the poem as i read it...

    i prefer to relate in first person...part 2 kicked my butt, in a good way...

    i would like to see that part as a poem of its own...

    but again, just me...lots of interesting stuff in all of this...but relatable for me more in a couple spots...

    i felt some distance...

    and maybe it achieves that purpose being a philosophical rant...in a way..maybe that is the way i am supposed to feel...a bit disconnected from the piece and as well a bit disconnected from myself.

    you throw a lot of diversity at us.

    | Posted on 2011-05-13 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
    I keep running away from here, there and there too, I used to run away from home all the time as well for months on end but then I heard that saying about home is where your heart is and well my heart resides within a cage of ribs. I donít like its chances of escape.
    In the ruins there is always some want to pack up the things I want to keep, donít they just keep piling up, I mean really its stupid, how much can anyone cart around. But way off here so I get to there.. the Initially part.

    Initially when I read this I thought of the river Severn in Latin itís Sabrina= witch
    So whatís the language? Water? Must be, water a few minerals/salts and a rainbow of colour floating on top cause the cream always floats and this I believe is going to be the most flowing of my words herein, cause its been such a long time between ridiculous and ridiculous and 3am coming to slap me any moment. Do you think people get over the ridiculous? Or must they simply wear it out until its like an old shirt you wouldnít wear in public but is ever so comfy to sleep in? I donít know to be honest.

    Blah blah blah blah pain blah blah blah blah shytful ouchies and booboos and bandaids .. you want a poo bear bandaid or Elmo? Sorry fresh out of poo bear youíll have to take the Elmo one.

    No seriously you just called the reader the beetle in the box and the primary source of your pain... pshaaa ... So here please take the bloody Elmo bandaid and lets look at fixing that boo boo its terrible to watch, no really, this is my imaginary sanctuary and everyone is just so fuzzy and warm and oblivious to anything and everything and everyone.. Yeah right it really was is a joke, I might be a clown but Iím hardly a fool isnít that what people say?
    Iím not as heartless as popular belief dictates. Need a hug or something? long talk? Something? Anything? Jokes? Raspberries? A better review?

    I have this terrible desire to call you not only tiger but Unwin tacked on the end of tiger only I donít think you would know what Iím talking about... Itís something like private language, maybe and is way off the beat.. but curious I am and you know it killed the cat and it might eventually still kill the cat but I really want to know, why the tiger? Is it cause a cat always smiles no matter what? or something else? liiiiike SuperDARN, I know funny right?
    | Posted on 2010-02-05 00:00:00 | by Andz | [ Reply to This ]
      Semi-tempted to call you 'Marc the tiger' now.

    A lot of this read like those math stories where you have to figure out the difference between Jane taking the train and Matt taking the bus or something like that. Actually, I shouldn't say it read like that, I should say that it read like someone trying to figure one out, if that makes any sense whatsoever.

    Because I suppose it seems like a lot of exploration, extrapolation and figuring.


    Well, I guess it's a good think you don't care what I think [because this, in turn, means that I don't have to care what you think.]

    But all in all, I found this very interesting -- insightful in an offbeat way, but I guess I've always been curious about the spaces between spaces and caesuras, language/theory and what not. Though I'm not entirely sure I have the capacity.

    At least I am intrigued by your references, even though I'm not wholly sure why.

    | Posted on 2010-02-04 00:00:00 | by Lady of Shalott | [ Reply to This ]
      how delightful.
    | Posted on 2010-02-04 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]

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