More of the words - rhyme time

And to the next verse my mouth changes curse

Pulling on the purse putting bling on reverse

Flow on the box, throwing old hot-rocked socks

Time stole from clocks, door opened after-knocks

Keep it on the the tip caught falling from the nip

Nap it in the sack, pull it back, quick crossing

While teeth are chewin' my hands are busy flossing

Lead your mind code green to the crossing

No fussing

Leave the crowd buzzing, nuzzle the nozzle of nuff singing

Rhyme slinging fit for a freak for week fresh off the beak

Click and cast the best breath i got left

Laughed at the Po, they don't know my mind awake aglow

Igloomy friday snaps in between naps

Tetrahydrocannibonol on caps

Full to the top of words cut the crop

You flip i flop, verbs don't stop with herbs on top

Fight the slop with little bits of class

Come run the riddim' track get off your ass.

Walk take a stroll keep the heart in control

Tap and turf with your toe and see what seeds you sew

Minds we must blow

Pickin up the bass line over it we go.

Moving it shifting it lifting it grafting it crafting it

Cracking it hacking it smacking it checking it wrecking it

Waxing it taxing it flexing it vexing it sexing it

Here a little words for the bread boy crew

Raised in an oven dish next to a zoo

What you gonna’ do, you talk like the flu

Pop it in a trash bag and float it down the loo

He be getting hype with a top lip on the mic

Me holding it down with a staple and a spike

Running down the path heading to the math

Stopped at the cafe and laughed at the graff'

Methymetic took me by surprise, eyebrow rise

Fighting off flies making nests in my eyes

Now Now

Wake up with cup of crystal clear

No added sugar and nothing like beer

Wake up with a cup and drink it down quick

Wake up to the taste of a stimulating drink

Kick up the sheets and smash in the pillow

Feel the effect of the music soft and mellow

Hug the next fellow then dance to the beat

Move every bone inside from hands to your feet

Step into the mayhem walk the streets tall

Run and crawl swim and fly, beware the shopping mall

I cried walk on the sidewalk to the board-walk to talk

The incredible help from the paper and felt pen in my belt

like a misspelled crowd i screamed aloud, “allowed?”

Aloud be thy name, and thy bass beat drum

For ever and never, forever turningly yours, pot jaws.

Avoid all the laws and riffle through draws with my paws

No pause for applause the show’s top shelf because

The T to the A to the L to the E

To The O to the F to the T.H.E

To the T to the R to the I.B.E

Pick lock with epic keys key to cryptography these

Jumping like fleas in the ‘globillage’ buzzing like bees

Who can write the tale from bigending to startish

Include all history, language and shine like starfish?

How to lift such a sculpture into the light of day

Hang it all, hang it all again, hang it your way

Times cycling from Nero to Trump

The news and reality fuck off with a bump

Stumped by the weight the blazing fire and death

The Mourning of the planet, the people, the culture

Dying every day, dying to survive, stop the car, stop

I don’t drive, i walk to feel alive, count each blessing

Each day passing do you know how many would…

Confessin my blues strive for news that stays news

Truth from the hoof under guise of aloof, gone, poof, proof

All under one roof, one tale one story,

The one about revenge as Homeric tragic-comedy

Keep it short, play love and beat the sport

Sport the beat and look after dem’ feet

Treat the world to a massage and a peek behind your mirage

A rustle under your bed and sweep through your dad’s garage

If you get hip hope is nosebleed, love seed is all you need

tire not be strong like bamboo baby, like hurricane and

Tsunami, be strong and resistant be the weather and earth

Walk high in ancestors boots and watch the turf

Learn the local ways and be the midwife to the rebirth

Into cool dive swim and float up to school

Faster and faster dem flippers keep flappin’

Talk wit’ lots of syllables for fatter fly chattin’

Next up to bowl and use sonar for my battin’

Hit the ball up the wall well how about thatin’

Run to the hump and hope they miss catchin’

Grab your balls and count the bases

Keep on playing fair in all the different places

Traces of effort against the storm on faces

Cake is the place and the food can hold spaces

Baking the mind to find rhyme taking lead

Perhaps it would be better on coke or some speed

Words off the top in the improv tradition

Making things meet and greet like a tongue on a mission.

Each sentence a new chance to shed an inhibition

In the back of your minds lake i go eureaka fishin’

Splish splash in my pocket looking for a coin to the socket

Pull the lever and feed my inner beaver

Now its on like Eldridge Cleaver, you butter believer?

I chisel the page with a bless-up messing with a mic

Ride the airwaves like an eagle on a bike

Take up the story for the paint and the glory

Wake up snory, look up, it’s sporey

Let it come down and reach your inner clown

Prank on the bank and swank in front of the tank

Rise between the eyes, get up to the crown centre

Spitting each presenter straight to the implementer

To simplify i dream sky, purple cloud lions fist grasshopper

Found gods in the dropper blotter mind squeeze flutter

Bitter skate sympathy kick flipped to the gutter

Let me speak of the mutter and pray i don’t stutter

Boxing my way out of a cereal box i catch chicken pox

Coming home to roost, its the goose where’s my docs?

Flocking hell, what the coup, i think i’ll wing it with my nuggets

Abreast of the fowl act i packed snax in my sack of treats

Im waiting for you at the coffeeshop with beats

Maybe maybe baby don’t double drop, fill your seats

Come come come around

Come come come around

I pick up the saw and start cutting at tropes

Leap up to the rafters and attach a few ropes

Trip up the footnotes and trash each litter

I dream in the margins and breathe every comma

I hang off each line and add graphics to the para

The capital of each story, each word a puzzle shop

Symbols in the marketplace now put right to a stop.

--Steve Fly Agaric 23
Steve Fly 33.

The transformational grammar of a fly agaric hypothesis.

The transformational grammar of a fly agaric hypothesis.

Linguistic warfare and Guerrilla ontological combat, in the mushroom field.

the word Fly…morpheme - usage - spread - ambiguity - butter

“The more combinations a morpheme is found in, the more productive it is said to be.^”

All that is, is metaphor’—RAW, quoted Bucky and/or Korzybski?

naturally occurring metaphor vs. abstraction. What action?

Philosophy of language - panspermia - mycological etymology:

Generative Semantics
 

Korzybski - TTOTT - RAW.

Chomsky - generative syntax - vs. Lakoff - Generative semantics - linguistic wars.

entheobotany - samorini - bridge to natural world

“descriptive generalizations are not hyperthetical, but demonstrable in nature.”

Fly - Flight - Flies:

Fly Agaric - species found in nature - in the woods, literally the thing, named for it’s function.

And T. Mckenna - brewing psilocybin and evolution of human language 

spatial language - different combinations of the same thing - primitives - native american system

concepts - containments- room, face of clock, bottle - topological trends

scale invariant - in and out - dependent on topology VR/AR whoa'

and motion - kinds of motion in different languages - along - besides something that is long

nearness

things in motion & motion in things

verb of motion - road, path - verb of motion to TRACE that motion

goes along the coast - runs through

embodied cognition - image schemes, structure how you see, how do you move.

--Steve Fly 

HYPOTHSIS:
It is possible that the core principles of the language faculty be correlated to natural laws (such as for example, the Fibonacci sequence — an array of numbers where each consecutive number is a sum of the two that precede it, see for example the discussion Uriagereka 1997 and Carnie and Medeiros 2005). According to the hypothesis being developed, the essential properties of language arise from nature itself: the efficient growth requirement appears everywhere, from the pattern of petals in flowers, leaf arrangements in trees and the spirals of a seashell to the structure of DNA and proportions of human head and body. If this law applies to existing systems of cognition, both in humans and non-humans, then what allows our mind to create language? Could it be that a single cycle exists, a unique component of which gives rise to our ability to construct sentences, refer to ourselves and other persons, group objects and establish relations between them, and eventually understand each other? The answer to this question will be a landmark breakthrough, not only within linguistics but in our understanding of cognition in general. —https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biolinguistics

“Many scientists share the belief that there are problems with falsifiability and foundation ontologies purporting to describe "what exists", to a sufficient degree of rigor to establish a reasonable method of empirical validation. But Lakoff takes this further to explain why hypotheses built with complex metaphors cannot be directly falsified. Instead, they can only be rejected based on interpretations of empirical observations guided by other complex metaphors. This is what he means when he says^[7] that falsifiability itself can never be established by any reasonable method that would not rely ultimately on a shared human bias. The bias he's referring to is the set of conceptual metaphors governing how people interpret observations.”
“In the 1996 book Moral Politics, Lakoff described conservative voters as being influenced by the "strict father model" as a central metaphor for such a complex phenomenon as the state and liberal/progressive voters as being influenced by the "nurturant parent model" as the folk psychological metaphor for this complex phenomenon. According to him, an individual's experience and attitude towards sociopolitical issues is influenced by being framed inlinguistic constructions. In Metaphor and War: The Metaphor System Used to Justify War in the Gulf, he argues that the American involvement in the Gulf war was obscured or "spun" by the metaphors which were used by the first Bush administration to justify it.”

“In 2006 Steven Pinker wrote an unfavorable review of Lakoff's book Whose Freedom? The Battle over America's Most Important Idea. Pinker's review was published in The New Republic. Pinker argued that Lakoff's propositions are unsupported and his prescriptions are a recipe for electoral failure. He wrote that Lakoff was condescending and deplored Lakoff's "shameless caricaturing of beliefs" and his "faith in the power of euphemism". Pinker portrayed Lakoff's arguments as "cognitive relativism, in which mathematics, science, and philosophy are beauty contests between rival frames rather than attempts to characterize the nature of reality". Lakoff wrote a rebuttal to the review stating that his position on many matters is the exact reverse of what Pinker attributes to him. Lakoff explicitly rejected, for example, the cognitive relativism and faith in euphemism described above, arguing in favor of a deeper understanding of rationality that discards the modal logic conceptualization of rationality in favor of the better supported framingconceptualization.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Lakoff

Steve Fly 33.

The John Sinclair Foundation - Indiegogo Campaign.

Steve Fly 33.

River Seven Panoramic Photo

The River Seven Steve Fly 33.

Spui Straat, Amsterdam, Panorama.

Street Art on Spui Straat