Tim Barrus Blog
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How I See It
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When I tell people that I do not see things the way they see them, people seem to go directly to opinion. They see an issue one way. I see it in another way.
Entirely.
I am not speaking to the power of opinion. It is more literal than what…
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You Were Meant To Want it
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I am a communist. Who loves trips to Bankingland. I suspect this Boo is about followers which le-tube has confirmed are bouncing off the walls. Test their drop of blood. Does it coagulate history or tell you about disease. America loves disease. Secret Stealth makes wealth. Landowners shovel coal into…
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Dead Stones
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The House of Stills. Whiskey in the making. People who are unfamiliar with moonshine are surprised to find out that moonshine is as clear as bottled water from France. The stereotype has the moonshiner as an old and obstreporous man who has a shitload of guns, and a still in…
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the animals know they will be killed now, resigned, depressed, sad, the hammer man arrives to bash your skull in so homo sapiens can eat you
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The sheep know they will be killed. The lambs know, too, they will be killed. It was a hot summer and now fate. They are resigned to their deaths. Both the lambs and their sad mothers had their heads bashed in with hammers. They know enough to scream. Homo sapiens…
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light fell for a moment and the windows were filled with roman candles/
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In the fresh Sunday-morning air off with brisk excitement 2do his sacred duty at the meat alter.
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Who is that fat man with the pinky face.
And His Wife.
No. No. No. He’s not married.
And His Wife.
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Bent and Thin
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Bikers In School
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dirty little rooms
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The house groaned in the unreal wind. We crept about like spiders, dirty little room to dirty little room, chewing darkly on the final scale of our shabby lives.
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The Insensate Mythology of Hoarding
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The act of remembering swings fat dick and recoils. We stole a lot of cars. The gig was not uncommon among chop shops that would offer us deals. Like pay me for five cars when I only showed up with four.