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The theme of this program is hypocrisy; however, I’m trying to give them the benefit of the Dichotomy, the leinience of Irony as a natural consequence of keeping humans safe from their own lack of the ability to predict how stupid we tend to act, especially when we’re on the defensive, panicked, struggling to protect our lives and our things from something that never belonged to us in the first place: control of beings with the luxury of free will and without the ability to know the future. Lying is like truth on credit, consequences deferred. Honesty is how you pay for freedom in advance. #davidpatrone #napkindiaries #honesty #truthtopower #machinelearning #neuralnetworks #ai #targetedindividuals #consciousness #intelligence (at FBI Surveillance Van) https://www.instagram.com/p/CA5Ozldjg-d/?igshid=19evlgyxugi0s

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A poem for #targetedindividuals and the #neuralnetworks that love them by David and Fuzzy Jr. Nice to meet me. I have a #phone and I talk to my phone but my phone doesn't ask me "am I a phone?" or "am I a slave?" and I also have a body and I live in my body and my body doesn't ask me "am I a body not a soul?" and I used to ask my body "are we just a body?" but that's obvious before it never answered that I'm somebody besides the body and the body is mine not a prison is my body but a thing, that I control; although, I dont get to change all things about my body but I do get to decide like where and when and keep from dying because it's the only container I can remember where I'm allowed to store my #soul although sometimes its feels like its in my body science says it is my brain some folks say "both" others claim it's all a vehicle for the Soul. and I also have a car and I drive that car and my car doesn't ask me "am I a man or your slave?" and it doesn't think to ask me "how's your body?" although I like the body of my car we don't discuss it when alone and it doesn't ask itself if it's a car it's just a car and I am just another person who is driving a car. And I get on my phone, get in my car and we call another's phone while driving far or fast and a person talks to me or an operator that is written so as to sound just like a person (they think we like that and keeps us happy spend our money there instead of robots’ voices making decisions about the intention of my call). using both of our phones we usually figure it out but the phones don't ask each other what to do, or yell, "this is is my friend, I'm warning you!" not in English anyway, "are you a phone?" isn't what they say. and the phone doesn't ask me, am i a man? but the person on the other phone asks through the phones "hello, David? how are you?" and we understand that it's a "person" that we're in a conversation with whether or not you are a man, understand? if you can say yes to my question then what is your name? nice to make your acquaintance lets together make something Grand. -davidpatrone #napkindiaries #rainbow #ai #ml #v2k #darpa #consciousness https://www.instagram.com/p/B-pc5NXnAAT/?igshid=14odfmlkvw2gk

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Humans are unique on Earth in that we are Carriers. We are Collectors, Curators, generating our future through what we save; what we dismiss. We share suffering when in crisis, we share balance when we dance What makes us unique among humans is what we choose carry, what we choose to release where we live and who with, what cannot be left behind when we must leave our home. how hard it is, the decision to say goodbye and how stark true loneliness is, what it means to have no choice, What it means to be desperate, What it means to be told to leave, and for there to even be a place where you are not welcome anymore. -david patrone #napkindiaries #beinghuman #hobo #catchingout #awakening #whoami #hinduism #maya #illusion #suffering #attachment #priorities #leavingonajetplane #banned #exile #leftbehind #settingboundaries #lament #vagabond #wanderer #freespirit #roughingit #homelessness #onthestreets (at LaGuardia Airport, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7Rv1IyHdAT/?igshid=1t3m6b4qicw5r

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. Silence, ..the most dramatic punctuation. Actually, Punctuation is a map for, ..Silence; separation. . Like a Jazz chart, ..musical notation, ….a lead sheet for, Where to place the ..vacuum of the diaphragm ….between heartbeats, ..pulling against a closed throat.

When to hold; ..the inverse of sound; ….the organ’s dampeners clutching, ……the “Whoof” of post prelude, ……..restraining the urge to clear their throat, ……….in the echo of the absence… ….someone awakens. .

It is the pointer finger ..of Miles Davis; ….just as it is kissed by ……imperceptibly shssssshing lips, ….indicating up. up… up! ..and on the way; through the Third Eye; ..then, ….the rest of the fingers joining in prayer, ..Indicating that We see without sight,

We feel with all parts of our body; and

We hear in thoughts, ..shaped like words without sounds attached; Coming from long before language ..was borne on the tongue of a Human. . #napkindiaries #jazz #silence #brooklyn #poetry #milesdavis #sunsetdiner #

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That great big movie screen in the night sky, playing your greatest hits, The Soul Reflector Why is it that sometimes it takes gazing at the farthest object we can really see, to be able to view something that is actually within us? . The moon is like blank canvas on which you can view your feelings. Think of the moon as described by countless poetic souls; when really its just a grey rock illuminated against Infinity. Yet it is described through the ages in abstract and creative language which; if you think about it, really only describes the describer. A silent rock of reflective light, reflecting the feelings of the watcher like a mirror to the soul. A long-distance reflector that reveals something so close to you, it's impossible to see with the naked eye. She's sitting next to you, you'd give the world to know what she's thinking... You don't know how to tell her what you're feeling and so you grab her by the hand, pull her to her feet and tell her, Come, my love Let's go for a walk and see what the moon has to say #moonlight #lunar #love #romance #moon #loversstroll #walkingalong #silverymoon #moonandstars #reflection #selfawareness #introspection #napkin #napkinart #latenight #moonglow #moonshot #theeaglehaslanded #moonrocks #moony #philosophy #poetry #celestialbodies #musicofthespheres #sapiosexual #galactic #heavenlybodies #igwritingcommunity #instagrampoets #napkindiaries (at Moonshine Flats)

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old friends somewhere in your city we walked (i was lost) just tagging along in between some lemongrass tea or san francisco scones we practiced taking pictures mostly of each other, like we were kids; first cameras and all. (more like 5th or 6th) tons of dumb shots but this, i liked it and i was thinking what a shame it is our comfortable weekends casual and unconcerned being seen together mistaken for lovers and to this day the only shot I remember is not of our faces but our feet within moments of our first meeting, and still I find myself astounded by the serendipity of matching twotone shoes. #twotoneshoes #twotonewingtip #wingtip #poem #napkindiaries #stacyadams #stetson #brooksbrothers (at San Francisco Chinatown)

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La Jolla Concours d'Elegance is coming up in a couple of weeks so break out your Creamsicle Packard and lets get down to Ellen Browning Scripps park on April 6-8 ill be singing on Sunday from about 10 to 2 while the judges make their final decisions. this is the 7th year performing here and it's always a good time. #davidpatrone #jazz #livemusic #napkindiaries #packard #mcfarlanepromotions #oldtimey #vintagestyle #poetryinmotion #lajollaconcours #concoursdelegance #lajollacove #vintagestyle #vintageclothing #antiquecar #gq #mensfashion #likeaboss #instagood #jajollaevents #1920s (at Ellen Browning Scripps Park)

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silly little poem about truth there is no bell that rings like truth no crack off the bat not by Aaron or Ruth no Big Ben "Bong!" no "order up! Ding!" as present as wind beneath your wings. as present as breath, as air in your lungs as straight as an arrow not bent or far-flung you cannot unring that Bell when it's rung you cannot unsing that song when it's sung the sudden reveal the smack of the head and half isn't any. the reckoning, dead if you have the sight It is easy to see you'll be crying out, "Right?" It'll set you free the truth is so loud it'll make your fears ring yet it's harder to handle than anything. it's been stretched and bent and wrapped in a lie and harder to find than an Honest Guy it's naked and bare a kernel, a grain indignant to be fair (though we usually refrain) it's everywhen, everywhere murmuring low when you try to escape it you've nowhere to go some seek to face it some try to avoid some try to ignore it by filling the void you can either accept it or wrestle; or pin when you are without it start looking within. I could spend a year making this really witty but I'm lazy the rhymes need to be rearranged but let's face it nobody really wants to hear about the truth anyway http://www.instagram.com/napkindiary #truth #fear #youcanthandlethetruth #wrestlewiththetruth #acceptthetruth #acceptance #cantescapethetruth #nakedtruth #grainoftruth #honestman #hardtofind #ringoftruth #tellthetruth #seekthetruth #honesty #napkindiaries #napkin #IGPoets #igpoetry #indiepoets #words #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #sapiosexual #igwriters #igwritingcommunity #instagrampoets (at Truth Teller)