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 I write here, and I depict here, a morphodite mystique; I delight that one virtually 'needs the combination' to get to this Internet covedrture-- PLEASE STAY AWAY YOU OUTSIDE HAVE ONLY HURT ME. I shall do my best to grow all physiognomic and material culture of fancied femininity, not a real feminine beyond my occasional lactated mutha's milk, but a Κοσμος that is perfectly perfectly in worship of the woman-these-times who enter my life and (inevitably) leave, much to my spirited development.

This web log follows a lead by Lindsey McCarthy, feminist social scientist, evidently at Sheffield, England, who tasked formerly homeless women with making pictures of their re-homed life and by interstitial discussion describing what that 'iconography' meant to them. Further, additional reading by Feminist social scientists brought to my attention that Iris Marion Young, also a British social scientist in the tradition of symbolic-interactionism/social-phenomenology describes home as a perfect and unique projection of personality. There is, as well a 'visual sociology' which employs pictures/photography. An icon can be quite arbitrary, in the choice by which it becomes important, in the meaning ascribed to it. All who attend to what I have written in this blog may infer that my .jpg's or other icons/pics presented are 'bald' cultural inclusions. I need to do my own 'stitching' with these icons as chosen to be meaningful in this process here/now of e...

 There is no reason to compare; see how small a small can be. . . there shall be poems, bad peoms, the poet said, not with desperation there was a he becoming she, that is me; there better not be company, downsizing this enterprise belittling that with which i p slowly. . .

  Here is my body who cares I am the physiognomy of a certain absurd Feeling with some misappropriation and anguish silly body you look like a pillow with legs and arms yes you have breasts but they are not gigantic for a woman's body indeed are somewhat Sissy for a man and on this point tonight in all this absurdity I give myself the only viewer to this privacy a laugh on which to bed tonight knowing oh Full Auto tomfool the daydreams you have by day these so-called puff that is only in your mind shows itself photographically and by way of souvenirs of which you have taken pictures including this laughing stock go to bed silly do take your Med and go to bed