the united states of consciousness

america, the united states of america, we’re the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of breathing in and breathing out about us, instead of tripping over tripping out about us, america, the united states of neighbors, the united states of a language we don’t know spoke across the hall, across the street, in our face about us, with a look in the eye clear as sun light, clear as a plate of food handed out to a shaking hand that grew up to understand us, and years later reached out and lifted us, america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of breathing in and breathing out about us, instead of tripping over tripping out about us, america, the united states of no single american language, the united states of no single american religion, the unites states of no single american race, and oh how that means we race, straight up and down main street showin’ off about us, cuz we’re the united states of hard workers and hustle up and what you gonna do about us, cuz we’re america, the united states of america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of breathing in and breathing out, instead of tripping over and tripping out, nope you ain’t choking and dropping out on us, the united states of getting beyond any obstacles, beyond any small minds locked onto small problems, like the stars and stripes ripped apart into some colors and some tribes, petty shreds of cloth mottoes and cheap slogans tossed out and blown away, by the slightest head winds, by the easiest problems, enclaves of that pernicious weakness where we get only the news we want to hear, only the news we want to see, and can’t handle anything else, like maybe the other half of our shared reality, america, we’re the united states of america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of we can do anything, of we got this, of we’ve been through so much already together, the united states of freedom, as free for you as it is free for me, as free as a team of rivals will ever be, cuz america’s not just about you, cuz america’s not just about me, floating on our little islands in a churning mental sea, watching selfies twitching on cracked hi-def screens, america, we’re the united states of america, the united states of the united strength of all of us, the united states of the united strength of all our hands together, of all our strong lungs breathing deeply, breathing freely, all our deep roots in the dirt beneath all of our feet, in the food that feeds us, in the dreams that shake us from our sleep, in the hands that build us, then free us, america, we’re the united states of america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us

thought lung #5 – conscious of atonement in a fragment of a moment

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like spring sunshine like spring sunshine like spring sunshine

how you bring how you bring how you bring love to us

spring sunshine spring sunshine spring sunshine

how you shout’n loud about us

how to sync in and sync out about us

by breathing in and breathing out about us

 

like spring sunshine spring sunshine spring sunshine

shining through my windows through my blinds

my jealous rage my selfie cage

through my cracked hi-def eyelids my heavy wasted screens

like song birds racing through spring sunshine pouring warnings down

about us

how this tripping on and tripping out about us

ain’t helping us from choking and dropping out on us

 

like spring sunshine like spring sunshine like spring sunshine

how you spring how you spring how you spring love in us

spring sunshine spring sunshine spring sunshine

how you shout’n loud with us

how to sync in and sync out with us

by breathing in and breathing out with us

Advanced Computer Science: Course Level 6000

TITLE: COMBINATORIAL PROGRAMMING LOGIC AND APPLIED COMPUTATIONS

COURSE DESCRIPTION:                a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and love a run script transaction

 

in the empty text field

define your soul

it’s preselected

amongst the drop down selections

we’ve made it easy

you cannot leave the answer empty

 

a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and life a virtual sensation

 

the data you provide

must be in the bit states supplied

must be 0 or 1

[ 0, 1 ]

you cannot be

0 and 1

at the same time

you cannot be

[ 0 0, 0 1, 1 0, 1 1 ]

a superposition

undefined

living outside of our sophisticated behavior matrices

like a data set displaying non-conformities

a quantum state so disorderly

like a thought lung breathing freely

like a human

being

in the same moment

in the same breath

singing in happiness

 giving out gladness

 

a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and love a coded description

 

in the empty text field

in a simple boolean function

in a classical bit state

define your life

define define, comply comply

identity must be identified

defy, and be denied

 

a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and life a ray traced sensation

 

you’ve been preselected

amongst the drop down selections

amongst the proprietary behavior predictions

amongst the logic gate’s exquisite predilections

define define, comply comply

identity, identify

defy, and be denied

it’s easy 

you cannot leave the answer empty

like a thought lung breathing freely

like a human

being

in the same moment

in the same breath

safe in your lover’s arms

saving their soul from harm

a flavor confused for a place

yeah the midwest is white bread yeah yeah

yeah the midwest is white bread yeah yeah yeah

it’s white bread yeah the midwest

it’s all white bread white bread

all mayonnaise or miracle whip on that

sure sure sure it is sure

yo this is heat flow

bro c’mon, mask on

let’s roll

time for some more of that bomb pho

that super good _________

to go !

get busy breathing – on our chests

human

being

be breathing

breathe in breathe out

all is flow all is change

all showed up, all left the stage

the fear the distress

of these times

pressing down on our chests

feel this without fearing

without grasping

without attaching

don’t push this away

don’t grasp onto this

it will change

breathe in breathe out

in the hospitals of italy, in the hospitals of nyc

in spain, in seattle, in wuhan, in london, new orleans, mumbai

the doctors and nurses 

trying to manage what is happening now

and heed the warnings of what soon could go down

ventilator hoods over heads

in row after row of hospital beds

the doctors and nurses pushing so hard

to keep them breathing

for them

breathe in breathe out

for all the servers and the staff that we know

in the bars and the clubs and the restaurants and pubs

we can no longer go to

all who lost their jobs in an instant

all the businesses just closed down

a what the ffff just happened look around

for them

breathe in breathe out

and when our own worries

our own fears

our own pain

comes rushing in

the weight pressing down on our chests

feel the worry, feel the fear, feel the pain

don’t push them away

don’t grasp them  

they will change

here where we breathe our thoughts

where we breathe our fears our pain

is the peace and the strength

to think without tripping

and feel without fearing

let it in let it out

pick it up put it down

let it come let it go

without fear without judgment

without grasping

without attaching

breathe in breathe out

for those who cannot

for the doctor awake for 2 days

for the nurse who’s watched too many pass away

for them

keep breathing

stronger than any fear and distress

pressing down

on our chests

alert n ready

calm n steady

getting busy

breathing doing fixing building making helping healing

get busy breathing – calm n steady

with each breath in peace

there can be no defeat

in the rhythms of peace

each breath in belief

human

being

be breathing

alert n ready

calm n steady

getting busy

breathing

with each breath in purpose

in gratitude love and devotion

in the rhythms of peace

there will be no defeat

human

being

keep breathing

alert n ready

calm n steady

getting busy

breathing doing fixing building making helping healing

woozy

woozy times

rollin on that woozy beat

it kinda makes sense

kinda dances

but kinda dizzy

confusing n twitchy

woozy

woozy rhymes

rollin on them woozy chems

it kinda makes sense

it kinda works

but kinda messed up on that perfect selfie

maybe someone gonna like me a little more

if i take just one more

just one more

how many stars you gonna rate my love my body my money

honey, baby

woozy

woozy times

rollin on that woozy beat

kinda drunk kinda high

but half assed sober

like the ones up on the throne slouched over

who know how close they are to coming down

how heavy and unsteady lies the crown

woozy

woozy lines

rollin on them woozy screens

the armies of our unresolved grievances are stirring

marching down the streets of our lives

kinda lockstep

but kinda staggering kinda lost

slobbering on the hate we feed them

woozy

woozy times

 

across the static

across the sidewalk

the curbs

the traffic

the faces in cars passing

the panic, the peace, the laughter

windows down

punk rock belted

hip hop blasting

on the far side the other side

we see them laughing

a language we can’t understand

but a smile that’s beaming

behind the flashing screens we sit

and want that happiness

but in these woozy times

will it ever happen

hands clenched tight into fists

holding nothing but trips

cramping

like we waiting

for some perfect easy answer

for the always open palms of a savior

to come down and lift us up

when our hands our souls

will open

if we just let go

these woozy times

we grasping

script to script

run script >_

sorry babe, i’m on autopilot auto reply

out of head auto reply

out of mind auto reply

out of time auto reply

i’m out of ____ auto reply

sorry, i’m unable to understand, care, or even reply to you

auto reply

i’m checked out auto reply

over the top, over the drop

what? auto reply

if it’s so important, why are we having this conversation auto reply

you gonna get   [text box]   with me then i ain’t gonna hear you

auto reply

yeah we rollin script to script

i’m flickin faces on my tv phone bro

i ain’t got time for your problems auto reply

was met with ____ auto reply

chill just fuckin wit u man auto reply

just a bot talkin with u bro

thanks, i’ll be available in 5 minutes auto replied

2 hours ago

pile of poo emoji

this convo </script>

gonna end like this

 

artisanally wasted

and the vacant luxury high rises

so easy to find

slender and twisting so high into the sky

so tall and bright against the night

designed by architects of international acclaim

decorated by award winning interior designers

with lobbies displaying the latest artworks of world famous artists

residences starting at 2200 square feet

four to a floor

each floor plan unique

with floor to ceiling windows offering one of a kind views

and italian marble floors

and kitchens of walnut and stainless steel

20 foot long backsplashes of hand laid river stone

and this high rise only 26% occupied

this one maybe 40%

this one 32%

and so many residences bought and owned

merely as assets of investment, purely as instruments of finance

by owners who never call them a home

never slap their bare feet across the carrera marble floors

never hear the laughter of their happy children running down the galleries

and the 4 of them, the two young men and two young women

stepped out of the elevator into the main lobby of a vacant luxury high rise

so easy to find

slender and twisting so high into the sky

so tall and bright against the night

 

the two couples, so young and so wealthy

dressed with impeccable casualness

as they walked under the latest giant kitten ballon of a famous japanese artist

stepping out arm in arm exploring the city

spending the evening drinking craft beer at all the best breweries

and then a dinner of magnificent pasta

of ingredients foraged by the chef in a river valley 3 hours away

and a bottle and a half of an excellent argentinian varietal wine

and they had fun and they had drink

and they were so drunk now

as they staggered back to their vacant luxury high rise

so easy to find

slender and twisting so high into the sky

so tall and bright against the night

 

the shorter young man woozy and moaning now

stopped in an arching brick doorway built a century ago

doubled over and heaved out his artisanally crafted dinner onto the steps

as an elderly homeless man who was sleeping there

utterly unnoticed in the dark 

awoke suddenly and tried to offer help, asking are you ok

but the young man’s tall friend turned around and freaked out

when he saw the dark shape reaching for his friend

and kicked the old man from behind head first into the door

and started beating him and pushed him down

into the vomit

and yelled at him to eat it eat it

it’s artisanal you piece of shit

and the two young women grabbed his long arms and shoulders and pulled him off

screamed at him to stop stop stop it’s ok it’s ok pulling him away

and somehow the girls dragged the guys back to their vacant luxury high rise

so easy to find

slender and twisting so high into the sky

so tall and bright against the night

 

the doorman letting them in and helping them into the express elevator

as the tall young man turned away from his friends

his face turned into a corner of the elevator, hands over his ears

as if he was afraid of what he was about to hear

his artisanally wasted friend sitting slouched and moaning against his legs

and as the elevator rushed higher and higher and higher

to the tall young man’s residence on the 76th floor

one of the young woman finally had enough

crumpled into a corner and began to puke

as her friend, the most sober and upright of the lot, could only watch

as all she could think about

was the old man left lying face down on the ground

oh shit oh f what what what am i going to do

as all she could think about

was going back to the old man

was getting the key cards she knew how to get

as she was employed by the luxury high rise

was one of it’s four real estate agents

the key cards she knew she could get for each of these vacant floors

laid out neatly in rows in the secure room of the sales office on the first floor

these vacant floors

going by

going by

going by

and the old man left lying face down on the ground

i’m so sorry i’m so sorry she wanted to go back to him and say

are you ok are you ok here here take the key take the key

you can stay here tonight she wanted to say

no ones going to be here tonight

no ones going to be here for years

as she watched the floor numbers climbing higher and higher and higher

and put her head down into her hand and began to cry

each vacant floor whooshing by

each vacant floor whooshing by

vacant floors whooshing by

whooshing by

whooshing by

vacant

vacant

vacant

vacant

vacant

vacant

occupied

vacant

vacant

occupied

bell

the elevator door opening onto the 76th floor

as she dragged her friends out into the absolute silence of the lobby

the smell of their vomit following them

and the vacant luxury high rises

so easy to find

slender and twisting so high into the sky

so tall and bright against the night

and a young woman who knew what had to be done

stepping out into the light

note to the surveillance capitalists

yeah, you listen closely enough

the humdrum’s

like a humming drum drum

 

snare

your human futures are bogus

you only predict from what’s been volunteered

your behavior models are wrong

you only take what i give you

your math is a fraud

you only compute what i let you

your predictions are specious

you only glean from my uploads

cuz you’re biased on inputs

while i flip in and out like a qubit

i’m the quantum superposition of all i gave you

and all i held from you

hum hum drum drum

 

i’m the man who sits in silence and speaks above the noise

like she’s the girl who shared this and never shared that

they are what was given to them and what was taken from them

we are what was loved and what was forgotten

hum drumming together

as one

 

not just our inputs

not just our outputs

we are not info in

we are not behavior models out

we are everything you can recognize in the selfie

and everything you can’t

we are a string of 1’s and 0’s flickering down a fiber optic cable

at the same time we are the secret held inside

 

we are of

at the very same moment

we aren’t of

 

like an answer beyond your logic gates

living a life beyond your highest frame rate

performing a music beyond your notations

hum drumming in quantum superposition

together as one

 

the problem’s in your code

how there’s no flow

the way a human life flows and changes

from a present moment

to a memory of the past

to a plan for the future

to a changed present moment

the way a human life flows and changes

from a self in a center

to a selfless reaching out to help another

this is why your location data doesn’t show

where we really are in life

this is why your models are a mess

and your math is faulty

your algorithms won’t organize

and your social media live streams death

any advantage you’ve gained

that you wanna take to the bank

is just a lit up bomb

in a safe deposit box

a computational relic

that can’t get to the next level

just slowing down human progress

while this human life

hum hum drum drums

a music that’s beyond monetization

cuz it’s beyond your notation