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Absolute Limits 11.23.34 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Video link https://youtu.be/2LGBu3yoNwg

Between the absolute limits Of zero and one Life is fun Life is fun Spiraling always spiraling Spiraling until we’re done

Where nothing of the matter Matters much at all Telling into every story Veiled legends for the fall

Expanding into contractions Concrete crazed abstractions Finding through subtractions Fine figures formed from stone

Memorizing mazes play Obscured along the way Standing up so as to speak Within nothing left to stay Sow we daze as they say

Spiraling until we’re done Life was fun Life was fun Within the long and the short All still becomes a single run

Between the absolute limits Unbecoming’s zero and one Whereas nothing into matter Willing matters much after all

Time ticks buy pitter patter Somewhere down the hall Lines within aging portraits Timeless moment captures Enraptured within their falls

Between the absolute limits Of zero and one Life is fun Life is fun Spiraling always spiraling Spiraling until we’re done

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Absolute Limits 11.23.34 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Between the absolute limits Of zero and one Life is fun Life is fun Spiraling always spiraling Spiraling until we’re done

Where nothing of the matter Matters much at all Telling into every story Veiled legends for the fall

Expanding into contractions Concrete crazed abstractions Finding through subtractions Fine figures formed from stone

Memorizing mazes play Obscured along the way Standing up so as to speak Within nothing left to stay Sow we daze as they say

Spiraling until we’re done Life was fun Life was fun Within the long and the short All still becomes a single run

Between the absolute limits Unbecoming’s zero and one Whereas nothing into matter Willing matters much after all

Time ticks buy pitter patter Somewhere down the hall Lines within aging portraits Timeless moment captures Enraptured within their falls

Between the absolute limits Of zero and one Life is fun Life is fun Spiraling always spiraling Spiraling until we’re done

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11.23.24 Clean Living Saturday Morning Safeway Run - So, I always like to go through Cashier Brenda's line at my local Safeway because she is always looking out for me so that I don't miss any good deals and that all the sale items ring up correctly. Today she asked me if I wanted to take advantage of the 'Free Turkey' Deal and I said sure. She directed me to where to go and pick one out and an 8-12lb young whole frozen turkey that was listed as $18.63 but rang up as -$23.31 so as a result Safeway paid me $4.68 to take home a turkey. I am pleased and grateful.

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The Millennium Moment – Somewhere In The Middle

By Kevin Ray Mitchell

Copyright November 16, 2024

This is either A Forward, an Epilogue, or a Prologue of what was written over the course of approximately a year a little over two decades ago.

This a thing. It is an abstraction. It is a diagrammatical cut. It is of a time and place. It is a self-referential open ended closed system, systematic and meandering spiral of infinite introspective geometry that is paradoxically contained within a dimensionless moment. It is somewhere always in the middle of what is bound and boundless. It can be a fictionalized journal crafted over the period of a year at the turn of a year, decade, century and millennium. In short, it is what it is.

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11.22.24 Friday At Fall Creek

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Gathering Bots 11.16.24 By Kevin R. Mitchell

In a moment there is everything Flattened measured mesmerized Pulled from dreams streaming Teeming preening gleaming Bounded by and buy With some labels so they try

Cubic surreal fractals Practical particles herd Tidal waves of music Meaning leaning seaming Translucent layered boundaries Sowing reminiscently self-assured

Dissecting rejecting words Mapping flocks of birds Something in the weigh For experiencing every day Counting one two three four Sesame’s door to evermore

Playing thoughts for paying dues Forming voids from nothing new Monochromatic hues blew through Gathering bots mores two by too Within every massing form a few Out of time they somehow knew

Spiraling dialing dollars to donuts Quantum entanglements Fixing time estrangements Collaging arrangements Of time and space and pace Meant for meals on wheels

Hot and made of steel Life is what we feel Holding rod and real Head casing every deal Diving all in to symmetry’s appeal Before keeling introspections kneel

Written words heard Smitten bitten meaning Teaming asks too extreme Prophet’s profiting dream Everything is as it seems In our clickbait buy the stream

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11.14.24 Out And About

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11.14.24 Throwback Thursday - Puttin On The Ritz

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11.14.24 Throwback Thursday - Old School Pencil Sketch - Direct Scan

11.14.24 Throwback Thursday - Old School Pencil Sketch - PowerPoint Contrast Filter

11.14.24 Throwback Thursday - Old School Pencil Sketch - PowerPoint Charcoal Filter

11.14.24 Throwback Thursday - Old School Pencil Sketch - PowerPoint Paint Filter

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11.13.24 Overlook

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11.13.24 WayBack Wednesday - Days Of Future Past

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11.13.24 From A Different Place

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11.12.24 Waves Of Thought

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Holding The Cards 11.12.24 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Lacking in talent But that’s okay Sometimes it just Gets in the way

Nothing’s expected Nothing’s explained Somehow’s happily A sustaining refrain

Striving form center Thriving from enter Perceptions splinter With nothing to see

Lost in the shuffle A winner to keep Holding the cards Folding will sleep

Peaceful and easy With nothing to say Following summer Passing each day

Freedom wasn’t In nothing to lose It was as always In nothing to gain

Nothing’s expected Nothing’s explained Somehow’s happily A sustaining refrain

Lacking in talent But that’s okay Sometimes it just Gets in the way

Peaceful and easy With nothing to say Following summer Passing each day Simply sustained

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11.11.24 Where It Started

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11.10.24 Slideways

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11.09.24 One Eye Open