Friday, October 17, 2003

High Lite

The scorching sun beats angles upon the concave rock formation. Small pebbles rush on down and dive into the void. I am shackled and must ease my way down the cliff. From one crevasse to another I spyder my way down, hooking my harness in strategic points.

Tuesday, April 15, 2003

Windy Ways

Strong shadows hazel to and fro as Jonah’s boat embarked the seas. Upon the starry canvas my gaze fathomed the mysteries of preconceived notions. Could variables destroy the spontaneity of affect? Why is knowledge less sweet when loosened by prerequisite experience? Cannot I also enter the tribunes or will I only be the lonely. However, Nothing surpasses the purpose that shines so intently when one knows. The salad is ready. I split the peas and crunched the olives! A voice, whose voice, oh his voice. I better go and sort him. Thanks for the joint and talk captain. Anytime, I often squander pieces of heaven. I turn around holding unto the side of boat, the water is choppy, and climb down the stairs to the deck below. Art is enslaving me again. I wonder what connections Jonah has with the marine establishment? A seaman he is, never does he ever set pleasures on firm ground. There is a tree above my head when I sleep. My bed corners it in. I respond strongly to my lavender sheets for they remind me of summer rain. Glad I fold and wake from slumber, for it is in a quiet place I retire to, when time comes. It does so in varied increments for I have initiated a radical schedule change. The long understated road pressed into service by routine, cemented within a desire to crumble. But held high an upright air to breeze the wondering heart and bruise the wandering get. It makes you wonder why if all who wander are not lost does anyone ever gate back from the track lost in wonderment wandered. Within routine lies the treasure of impulse. Pulse, pulse, death.

Monday, April 7, 2003

Pictures of Lilly


Idea:
All of a sudden when a dog shows up at her place, it dons on a women that she gave birth one week ago. No one near her is willing to help her uncover this mystery as intense emotions and visual flashes grip her memory back to a time when she after a rape detaches herself from those she knew and find in a dying man life, love and solace. They find peace in each other’s arms accompanied by his dog and face their respective demons as he willingly dies of aids and she gives birth to the child conceived out of the traumatic experience a sect inflicted upon her and who in time found the pair and retrieved her and the baby. Placed her with the man who raped her by brain washing her into believing this was her life. One husband, no dog and especially no child.

Lilly is a young girl on the brink of womanhood, raised in a tight nit community. She understands that her life is in the hands of the leaders. It has always been this way her mom tells her and it will always be this way she acquiesces bitting her tongue. It’s been normal around here ever since she can remember. No one finds hardship within his or her tedious tasks. All happily grind away every day singing joyfully in unison. Everyone knows it’s her turn next to uncover mercies. She saw her best friend Oraya become peculiar after the ceremony.

A snap shot:
Lilly leans over the balcony of their apartment in downtown Topeka. She just finished washing a load of whites and is appending upon the clothesline underwear. She is dutiful and smiling and does not notice that some are generously bigger then others as she clips each one and rolls down the line across the back yard. Birds fly up in between the sheets and into the sky as a dog appears around the side and barks for her attention. She pays it no mind but bends down to retrieve the empty clothes bin. A sharp pain grips her mid section. She doubles in pain, one hand on the doorknob the other on her belly. The dog is still barking.

The door opens and in appears her husband Ten who hands her pills and a glass of water. Come inside love and sit by the T.V. She obeys still listening to the sound of the dog’s bark. Something familiar and overt defies her to turn around and take a look at the animal. Her husband rectifies his position by grabbing unto her arm spinning her sideways she takes a hold of the railing and smiles back through her teeth. Let me see this poor little dog. She can feel the pain grow and the fog permeating her conscience disappears. The dog stops barking when he sees her. She stares at it, her husband with one hand on her shoulder whispers comes inside. You see the dog stopped barking. All is well. She follows him inside. Sits by the T.V and swallows her pills in one gulp. Both the pain and the memory are gone. Ten is on the phone.

Tech ideas


What kind of systems can I implement to streamline the use our many computers. I would love to intertwine current web structures. I must also set up my browser preferences so that new html pages open in new tabs.

(Bookit)
(Synching, Bluetooth, bonjour, sharing)
Single bookmark system updated in all locations...


(Automator)

Create a sequence as soon as computer is in thttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifhe server's (computer with no screen + hard drives for back up) vicinity. All linked computers deposit new (recent) versions files, images, and media.

(Bonjour/ Jabber)
Place memory card, mp3 players in a Ziplock bag and small bin.

(Backing up software)
Load content inside the appropriate files. Each document should be tagged with a unique number. Size, date, 1st save, how many times moved, how many copies exist and which version?

(Create sever)

Can access content inside the server. When placing the files on the server a saving form opens in a new tab.

(Facebook app.)
Confirmation (extranet) html page (telling, asking, fulfilling). This page should be available from any computer or phone with access to the Internet. Object is to sync bookmarks and initialize the content along the way.

(Bluestreem)

Chronological log report of how content is processed. Give reminders and projections.
http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif

(Survey)
Ask for a list of dreams and demands. Tag, categorize, urgency, relay... (Follow its path or thread version.)

(Igoogle)
Each specification opens into tabs inside the "extranet" page.

(Iphoto)
Each page (tab) has thumbnailed units which when clicked open into a new tab in the html server window on the desktop. Each of these show a graph, a place to add information in a database via tags. Latest files shown as links. The first 3 lines of the text or a thumbnail of the media with the software logo, date, time, version and recipient's image. A menu of all files with the content shown in a dropdown menu.

Select the project to work on. The latest version will be downloaded with notes and related approved files.

(Levels of security and allowance)
Develop a systematic flow. Override only if authority of veto. Otherwise, create and initialize a copy. Setup RSS, Tags, Technoratie and other online tools. Along with google geocoder for images along with Apps.