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Sine Wave

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"The sine wave is important in physics because it retains its waveshape when added to another sine wave of the same frequency and arbitrary phase."

The day has come and gone and no matter what I did the constant tinge of boredom dogged me like a flea.  We had no patients today in our clinic...no patients=no work.  No work and no play make Jordan a dull boy.  I did play a little bit but my mental hiatus did not provide me with any stimulation.  The boredom just rolled on.  I introduced some music; some sound waves to agitate it (Blonde Redhead, Botch, Melt Banana...) but to no avail.  Boredom rolled on undisturbed with out even wavering in intensity.  Days like this must be some sort of cosmological phenomena because as soon as I woke up I was bored.  The day was gray, my food was bland (Imagine Subway being bland...I made the fucking sandwich the way I wanted and it tasted like gray!), my entertainment was bland, water cooler conversation was bland (we talked about the weather...we've been working together for awhile and we regressed to the weather), and my eyes were heavy from the monotony of it all.  When I got home the clouds broke though, my buddy Kevin seemed like the first human contact I had all day.  Glad it's over.
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Banging it Out

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Life in a glass house, or rather a fish bowl.  I can see everything clearly from the balcony: the squirrels doing their squirrely business, cicadas hold strong to tree bark.  It makes me wonder why no one else around here has stopped and just looked.  It's autumn (:iconfaulky: this guy reminded me in a nice little piece) and there are so many beautiful things outside.  Who cares is Amber won't return your calls, or if you still are holding that grudge with your neighbor.  Drop the axe and get outside!  Go love you some life peoples.  Before you know it we'll all be devoured by senility and Alzheimer's.  Get you some!
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It's been over a year, again.  If you're reading this, "Hello there old friends, or maybe new visitors."  I've been many strange places, and can only describe what has happened in prose form.  Instead of writing from the psych ward, or about the psych ward, I now work for the psych ward.  Things have a funny way of coming full circle don't they.  I've had my own bouts of whatever you want to call it...teen angst, quarter life crisis, depression, general don't-give-a-shit syndrome, but now that I'm faced with it every day in some way, shape, or form my little fits were relatively benign.  I have seen true mental instability, true pain, horror, and disorientation so profound that you begin to wonder what else is the mind capable of.  When women shroud themselves in clothing because they believe their essence might leak out through the pores in their skin you can't help but be amazed and a little curious.

So that's what I've been doing.  I'm in love now, and my girl is in Alaska.  She just moved there so I guess before long I'll be heading back to the place where all this non-sense started.

If you're reading any of my stuff I really appreciate it.  There are not too many people in my community that have an appetite for poetry good or bad.  Thanks again.
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Slow Hands

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I must apologize to the few that visit this page still.  I'm not nearly as active in this community as I should be.  Some undefined guilt tells me that I should be reading and replying to submissions instead of dropping by and dumping a few words awaiting some sort of recognition; something that speaks to acknowledging my existence.  Sadly I rarely find the energy to do so: words come slowly to me nowadays, yet I've been amazingly pensive, just uninspired.  In this right I am selfish (I've written a poem to that affect).  Life at the moment provides a lot of time for introspection in between watching movies and reading books that may or may not be thought provoking.  And again I find myself being guilty of the same crime I've just recently admitted.

Maybe I'm just fishing for a small conversation with somebody anonymous that might relate.  

I'm not really sure anymore...
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Still Alive

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So it's been awhile folks...a long strange while.  I've been to hell and back, met the devil and his daughter.  Had lunch with Stalin and made it back here in one peice.  Actually I just went through basic training, wich was surprisingly easy if you don't mind being told what to do and when to do it.  I got gassed in the gas chamber (tear gas) and got to shoot an M16 (a exciting and frightening experience), and then wallowed in the bowels that is Lackland Air Force Base in a particular little area called the 319th.
     So now I'm in Goodfellow Air Force Base, doing "work" (I'm sitting in a little chill spot typing this journal with a kitten in my lap) while I'm waiting for my technical training to start.  I'm going to learn how to be a fire fighter in a little more than three months.  Hooray for me.  I must say that this has all been a rather surreal and amazing experience; I never thought I would have gone through with all this.  If you would have asked me what I would be doing right now when I graduated I probably would have said something along the lines of either writing or playing in a band, or teaching (if I finished college).  I still want to do those things but now I have this little adventure to finish first.

We'll see how this goes.  Thanks to those that tried to coax me out of my hiatus.  I'll be updating varius things as time allows.

Peace, and write on.
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