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Neil Wax

it was UNSECO World Pemtry Day so we wroted haikkus to celebrate like japanese TS Eliot with fetish 4mens in short pants!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

so xcite bout wiz comin strong on!!! so is tedddy take:

“We are now 7-3 in our last ten games. That is the third best record in the East over the last ten games.

We are now five games over 500 since John Wall returned to practice and since we beat OKC at home.”

tedddy take, let we add that wiz now in 12th in east & 8.5 out of playoffs & brad beal so cute & nene is best complainer in league!!

SUPER BONEZ!!!! DISTENDED ENGORGEMENT!!! AKIMBO BLOOD VESSELAGE!!! 

all the rampant turgidity make we think of this 5th century incite: 

As clouds pass in the sky above, so disease billows about us at all times testing us with clouds of illness. We are like a besieged city, with a thousand gates, ever vulnerable, faced with defeat. Why should we be stupidly proud, combing our foolishness into an idiocy? All of us know this, but every dawn brings forth a forest of hopes. Our hard-earned truths jut out, passed over in favor of a dream. All the mundane victories: wealth, status, power, progeny, unlimited extension of ourself, our name and reputation to resound down throughout time somehow beyond our death even as we live forever. All success like this lies easily within the grasp of death and hence destruction. Everything like this without doubt will be taken away from us. Mundane failure is carved upon our face, even in the womb.

-Buddhaghosa, “Path of Purification”

The Endless Realm

i have nothing
nothing!
how really is I am…
nothing is mine.
how treasured rich am I
I have the treasure of nothing…
vast endless nothing
that branches out into realm beyond realm.
this and these are mine
together they are nothing

the idea of nothing
the notion of nations
nation…..notion

i have the treasure of nothing
all of it is mine.
he who would build a magic world
must seek my exchange bar
in order to partake of my endless
treasure from my endless realm of nothing

Sun Ra ~ 1972

theparisreview:

By Bachelor’s walk jogjingle
jaunted Blazes Boylan, bachelor.
In sun, in heat, warmseated,
sprawled, mare’s glossy rump
atrot. Horn, Have you the ?
Horn. Have you the ? Haw
haw horn.

Happy birthday, James Joyce.

MERRY EARTHSTRONG 2 THA ORIGINAL WIZZNUT

INCITES:
http://misterirrelevant.com/index.php/2013/02/01/jordan-crawford-skittles-wizznutzz/

Mother Theresa say, “Loneliness is the leprosy of the West.”

That means the Wizards are the leprosy of the East. We have so many body parts to prove it: garbage piles ov knees, rucksacks of plantar fascitis, tugboats full of hearts.

But with the return of JWall, we withered fingers have wiggled out of death sacks & reattached selves to stone hands. Cross our diseased hearts & hope to die in an Executive Nachos orgy, flickering glimpses of desire are rising from we tuberculous blankets, spreading polios of joy across F Street.

Is this happyness fleeting? Isn’t everything? 

The biggest cause of death is birth. Endless rebirth is endless death is endless life is endless.

Rejoice in this rebirth for death is imminent. But, for now, a turn-around jump shot is our jump start.

Break out the mortar, pour out the bricks: WE’RE BUILDING THE WALL.

Paul Simone’s “Knee in the Bubble” [edit]

…

it’s a turn-around jump shot

it’s everybody jump start

it’s every generation throws a hero up the ball court

medicine is magical and magical is art

the Knee in the Bubble

and the Czech with the baboon heart

and we believe

these are the days of lasers in the Fun Street

lasers in the Fun Street somwhere

staccato signals of constant information

a loose affiliation of millionaires

and billionaires and, baby,

these are the days of miracle & wonder

this is the long distance call

the way the camera follows us in slo-mo

the way we look to us all

the way we look to a distant constellation

that’s dying in the corner of the sky

these are the days of miracle & wonder

and don’t cry, baby, don’t cry

don’t cry

Desire is the cause of all suffering.

If you don’t want that W, you won’t feel the chill when you don’t receive it. Loss is but the other extreme of a win — walk the middle path and shun the extremes.

If the W falls in your lap, caresses your crotch, and delights you with the fairies of desire, resist. Allow the W to fall away into the night, swept away like so many half-smoke wrappers. If the L is what you wear most often on your chest, allow it to rest there like a child’s hand: soft, weightless, without malice. 

Many paths present themselves as the one true way, but one who fills his lamp with water will not throw light on the trail to nibbana. More simply, you cannot start a fire with rotten firewood, or a #6 draft pick who can’t shoot, dribble or sell Executive Nachos to corporate suits in the suites.

Fine. Lust not. Keep your merkin tied tight.

A lotus petal grows out of mud and water, but what emerges is pure beauty. The Wizards are this close to growing into true enlightenment. Let their flowers bloom into a garden of nothingness.

Until then, engage in compassionate pity, not blood-sausage anger. Be your own refuge during this time of transformation. Imperturbable equanimity allows you to enter the sphere of nothingness, whose secret door is somewhere between Fun Street and your third eye.

The way to peace isn’t through accumulation but through loss. Shed everything. Fall into the void.

it so good to find out member of mainstream media, & man who once gave we diapers, share we same life philosophy!!! 

it make we tweet out a few incites which we compile & will add to at our convenience which is never.

• life is a bunch of triple doubz & then u die in overtime
• life is a bunch ov missed 3s & then a final 2 when u down by 3
• life is a series of moral victorys, then u get free homophobic chicken & die ov poisoning
• life is waitin for the Wizbus full of gifts & NEne hugs to come to wheaton, but all who show up is gropey GWiz onna minicycle

few quick incites on awes brad beal Roopstigo story:

-Brad Beal mom  have a Nike swoosh tattoo on each ankle. (No truth to rumor he dad have British Knights initials on he plantar fasciitis)

-Ragu spaghetti sauce & Texas Toast is consider healthy food by the article author„ tho he respond in shock when Beal add 3 heaping spooonful of sugars atop the sauce. If you dont have cereal handy, sugar+ pasta= Count Chocula. BEAL WITH IT!!! THE BIG RAGU!!!

-Gheorge Muresan’s advice to BB: take naps. Salary earned. MY GIANT IS LYING PRONE ZZZZZZZZZ

-11 video game cartridges are spread across Beal’s desk according to writer, Even tho Beal is playing Xbox. Is he jamming N64 carts into the Microsoft???? THERE NO SUPERVISION IN THE NBA

-Lobster bisque + chicken sandwich w/ American cheese is greeted by writer as a meal only a rich teenager could concoct. We poor middle agers & coct this dinner ALL TIMES

-Radny Whitman dont like video games. Thank goodness he not leading team of young males, all of who wanna read poetry & not play Borderlands 2.

read the story uself here !!!