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            <title>Poet tree</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p>The fiction or poet tree?<br />
Both seem to suit me.<br />
Tend her or the brute me?<br />
Both are loose,<br />
I'm free.<br />
Costly.</p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 23:00:32 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Can I Fly Away</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p>Away, <br />
on wings set ablaze, <br />
yes, <br />
actual,<br />
flames, <br />
is that too different, <br />
should I be more,<br />
same, <br />
a little more sane, <br />
are you ever happy,<br />
I came,<br />
am I the one to blame?<br />
So much tragedy,<br />
I have found,<br />
holding<br />
me<br />
down,<br />
against the ground,<br />
feet always moving,<br />
never a sound,<br />
are you ever happy,<br />
I'm around?<br />
Can<br />
I<br />
fly<br />
away.<br />
In the end,<br />
when I sleep at wake,<br />
leave me alone<br />
for only,<br />
through my dreams,<br />
can I fly away.</p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 10:01:41 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Prosin&apos; Like This Episode #12</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<ol>
	<li>Danger passes. Stop. Go, clashes, lightning appears, flashes, learned without ever knowing where class is. Always love slow, molasses.</li>

<p>	<li>The problem is, the dishes begin to get funky at a much quicker rate during the warmer months.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Getting ready. I'm excited. I'm waiting for this moment my whole life. Now. Isn't it awesome!</li></p>

<p>	<li>She had the look of, everything that begins. I knew already that I would only feel, if she could touch. And she could feel, if only I would touch.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Witty, compassionate, willful, honest, joyful, captivating, beautiful, spiritual, creative, classic, dream girl.</li></p>

<p>	<li>I think I'm awake, give me a poke, surreal, veins full of dope, light all around, until darkness drowns, something, something confounds.</li></p>

<p>	<li>If this is what I like, I won't fear, I'm thinking that I might, ask her near, If this is what I like, I'm right here, this is my life</li></p>

<p>	<li>I stay calling people hopeless, when I hope they fucking learn. I definitely, maybe, am a <a href="http://www.jaebi.net/2010/06/contradiction-of-terms.html">contradiction of terms</a>.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Once, she intrigued what my body needs. Now, my drive intrigued by what she reads. What has she, my muse become.</li></p>

<p>	<li>When it gets hot, its like that. Looking for some passion to rhyme, aphrodisiac.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Dangerous, to be admired from afar, looked at, picked at, different from what you are, distanced like a star.</li><br />
</ol></p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 02:07:13 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Prosin&apos; Like This - Episode #11</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<ol>
	<li>Shh! I can't hear him thinking-you want the password don't you? 'Of course I do.' Then hush so I can rummage his thoughts!</li>

<p>	<li>i have feelings too, but when you're quiet. I feel nothing. i am numb. touch me. just touch me.</li></p>

<p>	<li>shootin' off at the mouth, like i was raised out south, lettin' shotguns off, at dabackada house-ouse.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Music tyrants should invest in perfecting hologram technology and bring back the legends. Who can download live concerts of dead artists?</li></p>

<p>	<li> ...for this is a thing of beauty, what you see is a reflection of what you are...</li></p>

<p>	<li>The one you can't say 'no' to is what you're looking for.</li></p>

<p>	<li>'Some things are easier to understand when you stop trying', he said. Clearly, my future self had learned a few things before coming back.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Dominos Deal of Century! We're reviving 5-5-5: Three medium 1-topping pizzas $5 each, a 90% discount! Available on 5/5/55 only!</li></p>

<p>	<li>I had child-like fun today fiddling a bottle upright with my feet, on a moving train. Did it in like, 25 seconds!</li></p>

<p>	<li>I have written these worlds before, and I promise you, they always end up the same way, said the Reality Architect.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Danger passes. Stop. Go, clashes, lightning appears, flashes, learned without ever knowing where class is. Always love slow, molasses.</li><br />
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            <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2010 09:16:19 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Contradiction of Terms</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p>I do not believe in religion,<br />
but I do believe in religion,<br />
I know that it exists,<br />
but not how you choose to listen.<br />
I pray for understanding<br />
but my writing's full of twists,<br />
I avoid confrontation,<br />
oh, how I enjoy our little tiffs.<br />
I do believe in peace,<br />
yet I do not believe in peace,<br />
I admit it!<br />
I do not believe in quitting,<br />
but if you're smoking,<br />
Quit it!<br />
Did not want to go in this direction.<br />
I did it!<br />
This isn't a metaphor,<br />
I guess this is a metaphor,<br />
I exhibit all things that Uni has in store.<br />
I like it when it's clean,<br />
I like it when it's dirty,<br />
are you to assume what like means for me?<br />
I don't believe in guns,<br />
but I tend to find them cool,<br />
I think she should wipe her mouth,<br />
yet I'm overly excited when she drools.<br />
I don't care if you accept me,<br />
I care if you reject me.<br />
I know you see where I'm going,<br />
so you see me when I'm coming,<br />
I prefer to let it all go,<br />
there's certain things I'm holding.<br />
Don't enjoy too much heat,<br />
but I like to make it burn<br />
I stay calling people hopeless,<br />
when I hope they fucking learn.<br />
I definitely, maybe, am<br />
a contradiction of terms.</p>]]></description>
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            <title>Prosin&apos; Like This - Episode #10</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<ol>
	<li>All I'm saying is, if you're gonna steal someones peanut butter from the community fridge, have the decency not to mix jam in the jar.</li>

<p>	<li>The arrival of their ships challenged more than our dominance of the sky. Who were we; races and nations became trivial-all save human.</li></p>

<p>	<li>I watched him suspiciously, wondering what I'd admitted. True, I over indulged on tequila but had it been enough to reveal the actual number of men I'd been with? Mother warned me about marrying a psychic.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Verses 245 and 244 have differences here and there. So far, no one's patented the thigh master in V-245. It's gonna make me rich there!</li></p>

<p>	<li>Sunday May 23rd, 12:30PM: Prince Jackson and Suri Cruise starring in Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet now in ZERO GRAVITY @ Lunar Arts Center</li></p>

<p>	<li>Atmospherical and she soars with the lyrical, always lovely how clouds float like spiritual, yoga the reigns to control the physical, Om.</li></p>

<p>	<li> Do you like songs more after discovering other people like them too? If so, you might be shallow. No judgment. It just is what it is.</li></p>

<p>	<li>What do you do with new ideas, let them fester into tears, tell someone who cares, keep them all inside, in who do you confide, live, have some fun love, we'll be fine, I wrote this at about nine.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Thank you mother, for your green pastures and soft beds, for your pretty songs filling the air I breath, for giving me this life and all i believe.</li></p>

<p>	<li>tears in my eyes, every man cries, sprinting to my goals, until the moment I reprise,</li><br />
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            <title>Prosin&apos; Like This Episode #9</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<ol>
	<li>Earth is nice to visit but not to live. It's just, humans are never satisfied. To make matters worse, they need you to know just how much. <a href="http://thaumatrope.greententacles.com/tweets/20100408/">published by thaumtrope</a> </li>

<p>	<li>Clutching and holding a pen feverishly, notating as a muse towers over me, her fangs where none see, tail tight on my neck so I can't flee.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Why make a choice? I prefer the obvious decision. Besides, why choose-never have I been choosy. I prefer to have it all.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Nothing seems good enough anymore, look at me looking at you. A part I recall and a part that seems foreign. The hard mirror surface.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Long gone but I still feel her lips touching my skin. Deep inhaling, wishing I was the memory, the moment. And I shiver, afraid of becoming.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Hours and hours of fun he had, skipping grapes across the freeway, harder than he thought it should be to squash one under a tire.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Stand on the edge of reason, morph as the change of season, wary of the secrets Uni is keeping, careful whatever you choose to believe in.</li></p>

<p>	<li>the philosophy of physics is the philosophy of enlightenment. the philosophy of scifi is the philosophy of the journey higher.</li></p>

<p>	<li>There are Pros and Cons to being in human form. For instance, in their bodies we are innately compelled toward progression.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Money's only value is as a tool to make more money. If that sounds stupid, its because it is. If it sounds smart, it's that too.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Patient 5220101056; jaebi; Highly delusional, severe problem with authority-resists naming days, belligerent if offered eggs for breakfast</li><br />
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            <pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 11:42:33 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Awoke</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p>I had a dream that I woke up, <br />
saw everything,<br />
brightness in the sky,<br />
endless paths,<br />
touched hearts, <br />
and loved with passion.<br />
Then I realized,<br />
I was asleep,<br />
and then,<br />
I,<br />
awoke. <br />
</p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 20:59:43 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Run It.</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p>Every time I run,<br />
it seem like I bring in the sun,<br />
refine and redefine my high,<br />
when I see myself in the sky,<br />
so you see the metaphor, <br />
this be how I rip across the floor,<br />
if you thinking she the one,<br />
then go and beg for little more.</p>

<p>I shouldn't have slowed,<br />
and now I want to fold,<br />
but here's a favorite quote,<br />
fortune favor's the bold,<br />
so if it's blazing hot,<br />
I rock the cold,<br />
all my people feeling shaky,<br />
I'm a rock, grab a hold.</p>

<p>Everything so pretty,<br />
blue waves around city,<br />
I'm out of breath but the winds,<br />
howling as if to come get me,<br />
tears in my eyes,<br />
every man cries,<br />
sprinting to my goals,<br />
until the moment I reprise,<br />
surprise them with the lines,<br />
remembering the times,<br />
I worked it with the dimes,<br />
now every step achieved,<br />
belongs to yours and mines.</p>

<p>A tidal wave approaches,<br />
always wanted to be a surfer,<br />
narcissism aside,<br />
see my reflection in her surface,<br />
no need for a board,<br />
I'm bathing in my purpose,<br />
water, water everywhere,<br />
and I'm drinking it for certain.</p>

<p>Do they know us?<br />
I didn't think so either,<br />
let's find the biggest skeptics,<br />
and make them all believers, <br />
has the world lost valor,<br />
here I come: retriever,<br />
running high like a fever,<br />
doubting inside: I call that deceiver. </p>

<p>Where do we go from here?<br />
don't tell me that you care,<br />
all my boys that want it,<br />
they can get it over there,<br />
I'm pointing to last year,<br />
every road we run is a lesson,<br />
we can share, failure's only certain,<br />
of this have no fear.<br />
</p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2010 15:09:39 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Window Shards</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p>Eyes,<br />
true windows into the dwelling of the shard,<br />
for what more comfortable a gaze,<br />
than that of true love,<br />
keeper of a shard meant to mend with her own.</p>

<p>She longs to join, <br />
yearns to reunite,  <br />
even amongst those who have yet to begin,<br />
any manner of courtship,<br />
or casual encounter. </p>

<p>And what more inviting a gesture is there?<br />
transfixed by a gaze or fleeting glance,<br />
she, a beautiful woman speaking none,<br />
but for the shards request to quiet carnal desires.  </p>

<p>Adversely,<br />
there are the decidedly more uncomfortable beginnings,<br />
of such opportunities, which would not be so,<br />
were it not for the shards incapability to deceive.</p>

<p>Notice inner-city adolescents,<br />
not strangers to the look of a shard<br />
peering out from within, harm intent <br />
and the millions of strangers who congregate,<br />
in city centers seeking a reunion of their own. </p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2010 14:43:35 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <description><![CDATA[<p><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="shuttle-launch.jpg" src="http://www.jaebi.net/shuttle-launch.jpg" width="428" height="321" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 20px;" /></span></p>

<p>Failure's my fear,<br />
my ego doesn't care,<br />
leaving me left between here and exactly nowhere,<br />
and if its dark I am scared.<br />
A maze,<br />
that I navigate the daze,<br />
so I'm planning because it pays,<br />
a knife cutting through the haze,<br />
far beyond the initial phase,<br />
life forced into a craze,<br />
padded walls dampen pain,<br />
if it's my parade it always rains,<br />
but I'm afraid to refrain,<br />
all these fears ignite a flame.<br />
Not a five alarm fire,<br />
more like a shuttle thrusting higher,<br />
from Earth's orbit my feet begin to feel a little lighter.<br />
Is that why I write science fiction?<br />
why I work on my diction?<br />
Afraid of public speaking,<br />
so if I do you better listen,<br />
even though iFear,<br />
courage is never missing.</p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 05 May 2010 19:25:04 -0500</pubDate>
        
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            <title>Prosin&apos; Like This Episode #8</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<ol>
	<li>I think not, for there I am.</li>

<p>	<li>Some dreams I don't remember. In others I am more emotive-angry, scared or nervous; confused. These I write down. These are the dreams I pursue.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Say something I haven't thought of before, anything remotely that begs for more. Is there anything else in store?</li></p>

<p>	<li>Designed life to defeat my fears.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Someone tell me where I went wrong, so I can find the words to this song. Please tell me how I was born, with no light to write on.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Overwhelmed for a moment, walls of the universe closing in, recognizing fear. Saw my inner-child, who couldn't walk. Took another step, realized I've done it all before.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Of course I'm annoyed, I and 44,000 still unemployed, can no one to fill this void? My taxes bought two new stadiums, and how many new jobs? How come I got the feeling I've just been robbed?</li></p>

<p>	<li>never do anything you can't do twice. accomplish one thing. you've accomplished them all.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Dear Writer: Do you believe in aliens? She replied: Dear viewer, I've lived amongst your kind so long, I hardly know what it means anymore.</li></p>

<p>	<li>I crash landed on the planet in a ball of metal and fire. Her planet. A land less strange through her hazel eyes. Earth was fun for a time.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Bit into Life, juices dripping down my chin, small chunk of what's yet to begin. Future victory flag waving, no DeLorean. Lose die born win.</li></p>

<p>	<li>She wrote and they breathed. She spoke and they danced. Then and there, Uni decided to compose her greatest verse ever. The Uni verse.</li><br />
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            <title>My Concern</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p>I never let me down,<br />
that's why I deserve the crown.<br />
If you can hear my voice,<br />
know that my life wasn't a choice,<br />
still I live and rejoice.<br />
celebrate myself,<br />
regulate my health,<br />
mind my greatest wealth.<br />
Literally an artist,<br />
designs of being smartest,<br />
Looking at Missy B,<br />
Who else her son but me?<br />
Never bowed to Christ,<br />
maintained a lust for Life,<br />
Scratch your head in confusion,<br />
fighting off the lice.<br />
Days of being a kid,<br />
loved some butter and rice.<br />
The secret to writing,<br />
is to keep on writing,<br />
keep on fighting,<br />
like I have lightning,<br />
in my shoes,<br />
a reason I never lose,<br />
when many lay to rest,<br />
I am still making moves,<br />
still searching for clues,<br />
standing over all the rules,<br />
making money by the two's<br />
and threes.<br />
Think you know me?<br />
Please...<br />
You think you own me?<br />
Freeze.<br />
I own me,<br />
mind is never lonely,<br />
so thoughts stay warm and cozy.<br />
Life may not be easy,<br />
yet I am me effortlessly,<br />
a contradiction of terms,<br />
embrace my flaws to learn,<br />
for divine energy I yearn,<br />
Idleness my only concern.</p>]]></description>
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            <title>Prosin&apos; Like This Episode #7</title>
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	<li>Music blaring dance clubs are great recreation of the sort, but I prefer to meet women where I can experience her mind moving louder than her hips. Though...I do love hips.</li>

<p>	<li>Alis carefully smoothed the contours of her SHC (Sentient Human Companion), only an extension of his true beauty. Unlike men, his devotion is programmed. True Love.</li></p>

<p>	<li>The tongue uses thousands of nerve endings to sense flavor. Taste what you touch. Use some for your fingers. More use, More You. Avalon</li></p>

<p>	<li>Let your body become the words of this song. And time stretches, ours is never long, this is sensation is where we belong.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Good Sir! I was just told that the next train to Brooklyn is 68 minutes away. I, say! What manner of civilization is this?...I've never!</li></p>

<p>	<li>Years later, when asked why he did it-why he exposed his soul, not just for her, but for all the world to see, he answered: It's the only way to know the love is real.</li></p>

<p>	<li>The question isn't how many people dream of being a successful artist and fail. Its how many doubt they can have success yet still achieve?</li><br />
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		<li>They stake claims the world over, seeking ownership of every notion and ideal and even the natural-that belongs to the people.</li>

<p><li>See you on the flip side, random like when atoms collide, count me in for hoot nanny, at home with the uncanny.</li></p>

<p>	<li>It isn't rocket science, he merely treats them like clients, waiting in a room full of metaphoric giants, sling ready to conquer all tyrants.</li></p>

<p>	<li>He held the talisman, a hollow stone. One touch, a memory whispered. The stone filled with Ki's deepest desires and the heavens rained pie.</li></p>

<p>	<li>The question isn't how many people dream of being a successful artist and fail. Its how many doubt they can have success yet still achieve?</li></p>

<p>	<li>It's not what you say, it's who you say it to.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Father says we're made to upgrade our existence. It may take constant revision but I will be victorious.</li></p>

<p>	<li>Reshape your wisdom tooth during the transplant to replace the molar you lost. You'll get more use of it there. More use, More You. Avalon.</li></p>

<p>	<li>I step away as if from a work of art, glorious. She trembles, I indulge my senses, her aroma intoxicates, I can think only one word. Again</li><br />
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