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I think a word dies as soon as it's read, or loses its vigour at least. Once thought all nouns were shapes; I say bread, you don't just read bread, you see it, too, but it's only partly true. When I say banana cake, do you envisage it, or imagine its taste?

Anyway, sorry for rambling under your poem, Ray.

I love rambling like this. Welcome any time.
 
Yes, when you write 'banana cake' I envisaged it; then I see those bananas,
and me waiting for them to get ripe enough (brown and much past eating)
so that my mom (and now me) can make that wonderful stuff.  
 
About two weeks ago I made, using my mom's banana cake recipe as a  
basis, a mango cake. The first time I tried this it came out a gooey mess  
as mangoes contain more water than bananas. But once I learned to let  
the mango slices dry a few days in the refrigerator, it turns out great.  
(Both require, to my mind, LOTS of walnuts as well.)
 
There, how's that for rambling?
 
I think words are like viruses: never truly alive until they infect a brain.
How much vigour they have depends on the strain and on how well  
they've been weaponized. Good writers know how to do this.  
And good readers, quite gleefully, infect themselves (usually, like influenza
viruses and many others, by physical eye contact).
 
Shapes? Yes, definitely. When I see the word 'reality' I visualize an
immense black pyramid, filled with secret passages.
 
Ray

Love that virus comment. And like viruses, they can sit cataloged on a shelf for years, totally inert, then be picked up, opened, and taken in, and the result is immediate and unadulterated. (And, like viruses, the more visible ones have everyone with a sniffle in their pen thinking they're badly infected.)

"they can sit cataloged on a shelf for years, totally inert, then be picked up,
opened, and taken in, and the result is immediate and unadulterated"

Yes, though maybe "unadulterated" is where the analogy breaks down; as cell machinery
is more (much more) accurate than a human reader in interpreting the 'text'.

BTW, i'm interested (as a lowly science fan) in RNA viruses vis-a-vis the clues they provide
to "how-life-began" research.

Here's a blog I like (you'll have to copy the link as there ain't no auto-linkmaker in this here
comment engine):
http://bytesizebio.net/index.php/2013/02/06/life-stands-on-the-shoulders-of-giants-viruses/

Also this great article on the origin of viruses:
http://www.nature.com/scitable/topicpage/the-origins-of-viruses-14398218

Ray

a
brevitous
braviss',mo.....

they'say: less-is-more,
though
more
often
they'say: more Or less

    & MyPoint is________[?]

morelike
none thee less

I try for 'less makes more', though it often turns out 'moorless' instead.
Ah well, I guess I should try not to mourn my failures lest they more or less
discourage me and turn my less into least and my more into moron.
 
Ray
 
P.S. You DO have a point; but if you comb your hair right,
no one will notice it.

"less into least and my more into moron."

well,
should you ever need a consultation,
you can
reach me(or an irrelevant facsimile there'of)
at

*ParadoxymoronsR'Us.aum  [or 'om' ifn ye pre'fur]
~
*(1000s of convenient locations)

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*wee be oldfashion'd folk,yknow?
retro,
baby,
Retro!

You call that retro?
 
Over here we only accept barter, preferably foodstocks
as livestock tends to foul up the place.

& mi Hermana que dice

there's a nasty drought in yr neighborhood...

(she re'sides near Corpses Crispi)

El avión de la muerte, dice: "Conseguí afortunado"  
   
I'm in Baytown just east of Houston; here the rain gods have shown us
mercy. We're in this tiny tongue of land along the coast that's gotten
enough rain to be dry but not 'in drought'. (Two years ago was a different story.)  
   
I've been up country a few times. It's so sad to see everything dying    
that I avoid it like a war zone. And yes, south of Corpus is worse.    
   
When I was in high school Corpus Christi was in our sports district.  
Whenever our sports teams would play theirs there were always    
banners in the halls and across the busses saying in foot tall letters:  
"BEAT CORPUS CHRISTI".   Sacrilege!!!  
   
 

very cool
love how you put it
between the pic too

thanks
just had to do it :)