Lost Synapses

Lets go to the game

2011-11-06T13:44:00.001-07:00

Bathroom set for hang'n with Fidel

2011-11-06T13:43:00.001-07:00

Communist toliet

Hangn with Fidel

2011-10-30T15:34:00.001-07:00

Entrance

2011-10-29T00:09:00.001-07:00

Tree

2011-10-25T09:13:00.001-07:00

I have to Land Where?

2011-10-18T10:47:00.002-07:00

I had determined to commit to print the facts involved with my countrymen, not as a testament to my writing skills but as a legacy of our people. James Lucerne “A Peoples Testimony” 1735.
The empty star field gave way to a glimmering blue object, Earth. "I really hate this job" Mikael thought. “Earth is way to far from home. Here it was high sled season and I am down on some rock making sure they don't blow themselves of the face of the galaxy, this is not what my recruiter said it would be." At least it wouldn't be that long. Two standard weeks. He would be on the on the North American continent in the middle of nowhere. The only excitement would be watching the locals’ games, and drinking beer. "Ok let’s prioritize", he thought “check in with current agent, oh wait change to appropriate garb then check in. No wait cloak ship change garb check in drink beer. There we go simple yet effective. Either way a beer should be involved."

Orbit

2011-10-07T12:58:00.001-07:00

Spin pull grapple
Turn push float
Void travel distance
Order permanence

Granular

2011-07-31T11:20:00.001-07:00

Mariachi

2011-07-04T19:49:00.001-07:00

Fire in neighbors apartment

2011-07-03T00:05:00.001-07:00

Shimmer

2011-06-29T13:31:00.001-07:00

Hot rod

2011-06-19T13:22:00.001-07:00

Moonlight

2011-06-15T21:08:00.001-07:00

Bent lite hazed view

Turnstyle

2011-05-28T20:14:00.001-07:00

Inner Yo

2011-05-09T15:01:00.002-07:00

Yo almost achieved

2011-05-01T20:27:00.001-07:00

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Tea

2011-05-01T20:24:00.001-07:00

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Create

2011-05-01T20:12:00.002-07:00

Fold cut nudge

Nudge fold push nudge

Cut fold push nudge nudge fold

Origami

Inner yo almost there

2010-11-02T14:45:00.002-07:00

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Inner yo

2010-10-28T13:39:00.001-07:00

I have long neglected my inner yo
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Hail in the Valley of the Sun

2010-10-05T19:05:00.001-07:00

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2010-09-24T20:00:00.001-07:00

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Night shot

2010-09-24T08:22:00.001-07:00

Cool breeze - follow the light - memories past by
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Stretch

2010-09-21T20:42:00.002-07:00

The field so far, gentle to the slope. Distant to the horizon it follows the stream of conciseness. The thought fully developed underwritten by joy. All cleansed by the heat of the sun.

Burr 2

2010-09-21T19:46:00.001-07:00

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Burr

2010-09-19T16:10:00.001-07:00

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Showers

2009-12-09T11:17:00.002-07:00

Simple showers rain down.
they water down heavy
they water down light
they inspire flowers to grow
grow grow grow

In memory to Brock Brown

A remodel of love

2009-05-19T07:54:00.001-07:00

Walk about

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Beep - Beep

2007-10-21T21:13:00.000-07:00

Chili tonight hot tamale

2007-09-27T21:22:00.000-07:00

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Arm update

2007-09-19T10:54:00.000-07:00

Not to be gruesome but here is a recent shot of my arm. Also a better shot of the original Break. Cheers

All That Remains

2007-09-18T15:02:00.000-07:00

I'm being a bit glib here the store front is still here but J.C. Penny no longer resides at this location in Silver City NM.

Restfull Site

2007-09-18T14:55:00.000-07:00

My Little Mule

2007-09-18T14:52:00.000-07:00

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Ouch

2007-09-06T16:20:00.000-07:00

I recently broke my scaphoid here is an inside look at what happened. They put a non removable titanium pin. Ouch!

Rebirth

2007-06-29T10:57:00.000-07:00

The bloom opens to reveal its beauty
It gathers to it many visitors
Sparkling in the sunshine
Giving fruit and fading away
Reborn in some distant place
The bloom opens......

Reflections Of the Desert

2007-06-20T08:15:00.001-07:00

Good Friends

2007-06-01T14:45:00.000-07:00

Something for the inane

2007-05-17T12:38:00.000-07:00

What rolls down stairs,
alone or in pairs,
and rolls over your neighbor's dog?
and fits on your back,
What's great for a snack?
It's log, log, log.
It's log, log.
It's big, it's heavy, it's wood.
It's log, log.
It's better than bad, it's good.
Everyone wants a log.
You're gonna love it, log.
C'mon and get your log.
Everyone needs a log.
Log, log, log, log, log, log.

Gift

2007-05-17T08:18:00.000-07:00

The gift that passes between our family
is the gift of love and consideration
a gift so great and easily shared
it is given without hesitation
Fills the needs of those it reaches
It is ample with out restriction
Done with love and with out a grudge
It knows no bounds and it is free from retraction

Red Rock Excursion

2007-04-20T10:11:00.000-07:00

Havent posted anything in a wHile take a look at Sedona and the red rocks.

2007-02-06T11:52:00.000-07:00

Smoke rose
slowly shifted
drifting passed
pungent rising
darkness enveloped
Rain cleared
sky dramatic

2006-11-22T10:12:00.000-07:00

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Run-On

2006-08-14T07:32:00.000-07:00

The simple migration last for no mere moment, it puts on till the full push, guaranteeing the completion on time, or at least till the custom controls are put into effect, then it is anyone’s guess as to when it finishes, weather today or tomorrow or in the next phase of patches, it continues rolling into one long pause, just long enough to roll into another issue, then it is combined with other implementations, further complexed by the more is less rational, gathering more coherence in its complexity, leaving out any thought to practicality, with assumed growth gaining in its consistency, it gains mass but no momentum, rather keeping its pace to that of a crawl.

A clog in the works

2006-08-07T11:01:00.000-07:00

My memory stymied and no visions sprung forth
Static ran on and eclipsed my sight
More signage blocked my intimate view
The rush of the day kept my hands to my side
A bubbling awash and perplexed from the road
Mileage through a desolate waste
Toxic and rancid it clouds the process
On and on it keeps the list non-reprised
Like some dead dog rotting down under the house
Clever and clear in caricatured state
Freed the blockage that had hampered my drive
It gave rise to my journey and loosed my tied mind

In Memory of Brian Ray

2006-06-26T20:10:00.000-07:00

6/26/2006. In tribute to Brian a man who had very little in the way of material possions but who had spiritual possions. A man of means through Jehovah’s blessings he had lots children who loved god and friends in the faith as well as his family whom he loved very dearly. But most of all it was Jehovah he loved most of all. Brian had a love of music and playing music .He will be missed by all who knew him this loss come suddenly. Brian is in a better place. We love you good friend your memory lives in our hearts until Jehovah opens the death vaults. You’re just fast asleep for now old friend. In loving memory
Of Brian T Ray.

By Joe T Garcia

Patch

2006-06-21T14:47:00.000-07:00

Flowering beauty springing forth
Echoed in the chambers of the heart
sporadic growth behind the season
Rise the brilliance of our loves
With the storm from above
Giving sustenance for our lives
Movement of the mind in question
A bouquet of refreshing sights to behold

2006-05-16T14:46:00.000-07:00

Locate the keyboard(the rectangular object that has lots of buttons with letters and numbers on them). Do the buttons pop back up smoothly and cleanly when you press them. Are they laughing when you type a serious work. Do they cuss at the very words you bring forth. When was the last time you dusted them? Do you soil them with your soda and cookies? Redust and spill no more. Type litely on the plastic membrane.

Its Still Open

2006-05-03T09:30:00.000-07:00

Slightly off focus

2006-04-26T13:58:00.000-07:00

passion focused

2006-04-21T09:28:00.000-07:00

Fettered wings given flight
Posted thoughts forever frozen
Festered spots smoothed over
past inflections semi spoken
Fuming mindset given clearence
perloined people put aright

But is it ART??

2006-04-20T13:52:00.000-07:00

Foriegn

2006-03-30T14:15:00.000-07:00

Empty

2006-03-30T13:30:00.000-07:00

Behind the Scenes of Leonardo

2006-03-09T08:23:00.000-07:00

Congratulations to Josh Provost, my brother in law for his film Leonardo being selected by IFC to screen at the IFC Media Lab Lounge at the SxSW Film Festival. You can view short comments about this and other works done by him and his studio at Matter of Chance productions. (see links). I thought it was terrific. Although I am a little biased towards it, seeing as I was in it.

Feed the Beast

2006-02-27T14:33:00.000-07:00

The beast hungers for ignorance
Feed it the fools who rise because of their arrogance
The beast craves injustice
Fill the belly with those who meddle with what is not their own
The beast gobbles up represion
place before it the food of selfindulgence
The beast lingers after us
Hopefully it will be full before it reaches me

Cube Squared

2006-02-09T16:09:00.000-07:00

See the professional dance, dance
Dance professional for all your worth
Dance in your cube dance, dance
See the world spin about you from afar, afar
View the world spin on your PC
View the world from afar, afar
Down that espresso drink, drink
All that maters is in that cup
So bottoms up drink, drink

It was the hand.....

2006-02-08T21:33:00.000-07:00

Wave Form

2006-02-01T13:32:00.000-07:00

Circle waves pass the tide line
Rhythmic hypnotic drowning the obvious
Enveloped with thought and discretion
Given no recourse to response
A wash with sprayed purpose
Foaming to settle on vague and uncertain answers

Rhetorical

2006-01-31T16:22:00.000-07:00

Arc the time it sends brings the value close to the edge.

The sharp trimmings of the air float the congestion.

Burn in the lungs and capture the moment.

Cancerous yet wander thru the parched moment I have created.

Remnants trapped by fire.

Yet cooled slowly by the night.

Jewel of the heavens fall to earth no noise.

All asleep giving over to drink.

Pause.

Hear the earth spin molecules breakdown.

Give in to nothing bird drops wings what meter that is in.

No drive to the spirit.

Cycle

2006-01-31T11:29:00.000-07:00

Stretched horizons follow thru the dusk
Moved by the timings of my mind
Non sequenced confused
Misdirected and undulated
Beauty revealed by the light of the moon
Hewn into to something solid in my mind
Rigid formed inline
Weighted and firm

Lend Me a Hand

2006-01-14T22:59:00.000-07:00

The Departure

2006-01-13T15:27:00.000-07:00

from my vantage point
one ship seems far
coming closer,
one comes still closer
yet time grows late
closer one sails
sails unfurled
close at hand
one ship is here
boarding occurs
loading till full
one pulls out
one sails away sailing without

Pop Culture

2006-01-13T15:15:00.000-07:00

Soft Expresions

2006-01-11T08:25:00.000-07:00

Grandma's House

2006-01-11T08:22:00.000-07:00

Ramshackle Cantina

2006-01-06T09:53:00.000-07:00

The Hand of the Pen

2006-01-06T08:33:00.000-07:00

Pen moved by ones imagination
hushed thought expressed his pen,
reveals the deep life expressed by men.

Shared life’s ideas scrawled out
fishes the souls of people around
influence sought for those who are bound

Written words follow people to death
lines unburdened fanciful and light
somber people made ready to fight

Mixed sounds rhyme
history journaled in lines that are clear
all put down on this paper so that many can hear

What am I

2006-01-06T08:12:00.000-07:00

Guess what am I

The simple rhythms drive forward

2006-01-06T08:08:00.000-07:00

Give smooth junctions movement stimulated
Here, there in beats unstated
With sounds complex and indistinct
We try to dance and bring in sync
Some last waltz we come to have tonight
It’s certain to add to our lives flight

Suburbia

2005-12-21T15:46:00.000-07:00

Light exposure

2005-12-21T15:33:00.000-07:00

I am keenly interested in how light effects a subject . How it comes across and sets mood. Or in this case how the low light sets a quiet mood. This is the laundry room in my grandmothers house and when I think of their place it puts me in a similar mood.

2005-12-15T13:38:00.000-07:00

Call to ME

2005-12-15T11:00:00.000-07:00

Should the gentle fields call to me
i shall have to go
Should the birds of the sky ask of me
i shall have to answer
Should the heavens pour down upon me
i shall have been refreshed
Should the desert bloom a new
i shall have remembered you

Food from a Simple Time

2005-11-16T15:38:00.000-07:00

The drive past is a view that is skewed by things sometimes forgotten
It revives when the view has been cleared and given weight
Hunger for the relics that dot the landscape of times past
Feeding the soul for the a time, quieting the craivings of the memories from behind

Jalisco Cafe

2005-11-04T13:54:00.000-07:00

Silver City NM

Staggered Ties

2005-11-03T12:57:00.000-07:00

The lost distance clouds the past and is strange to any who may not have known
Time will go by as I wait in the shadows for the signs of spring
A renewed sense of time will emerge like the monarch who gives wing
Go quickly the days and forever the previous be Forgotten

Moon In The East

2005-07-26T23:01:00.000-07:00

Gentle moon hangs distant in the sky
Eyeing the earth and the commotion below
Faultless it follows the sun pursuing with out rest Who are the ants that look upon it in astonishment or fear
The moon is no more
It drifts past subtly and casts no life.
Yet the season passes
Give rise to gentle visions
Reprise to moments in time
Focus back on the days long past when lite was brite

Somber Lilies

2005-07-15T19:33:00.000-07:00

Somber lilies grow from here.
Yes, they have been here all year.
A field of somber lilies blooms for all to see.
They are in field close to you and me.
Gaze upon the somber lilies standing in a row.
Here they sprout where nothing else will grow.
Fragrance from the somber lilies fills the air.
The bees say there is nothing that can dare compare.
Somber lilies warmed by the days bright sun.
They are neat and perfect each and everyone.
Won't you take some somber lilies home?
Plant and grow them for your very own.

The Simple Cell

2005-07-08T16:20:00.000-07:00

The closed door invisible
no barrier to hide
the height of stature
no physical ties
the sparse climate
no stimulus to the mind
the capping of the day
no hindrance to completion