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RexTalk by Keith Buster Torkelson 2024 – Mostly Complete Set

RexTalk by  Keith Buster Torkelson 2024 – Mostly Complete Set

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Tyranasaurus

rex

 

T.Rex

RexTalk

Imaginary Construct

Versus Usual Journaling

Common Character

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REX TALK, JULY, 2000

by Keith Torkelson

Re-harnessing the living energy

Slow now, slowly

Re-awakening the mind

To learn with endogenous structure again

The balance by

Professional mood-altering

We are less in control

Surrendering to the will of the Big Guy

Home

Becoming a productive environment

Safe

Comfortable

Relationships

The primary one with the primary woman

A reason to grow and give

To mature and live, to love

Reality testing intact

Yet, the Schizoid game is still afoot

The depression

And the rare anxiety

 

Hope, faith and trust re-born

Anger, intolerance and frustration passing

Helping ourselves

To eliminate, all but one

Three parts, unifying

The child (and his imaginary dinosaur),

the parent (playing a record) and

the adult (with newfound wisdom and reason)

All necessary

Is it best to meld them?

 

Not hungry

But, I need to land for nourishment

The FAA (Friends of Angry Actors) has grounded me

As my spirit takes to the sky.


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REX

Fall, 1989


Rex now knew famine.

Rex knows the felling of when you can't eat.

 

Starvation and emaciation.

 

If any of the fictional story about Rex survives,

may it be the Rex of the Fall of '89.

 

Here we had hell,

a walking carcass,

death on two legs.

 

One hundred and eighteen pounds

at five foot eight in height.

 

Enough!

The ketosis,

acidosis

and ammonia toxicity

tore up his CNS.

 

Rex was certain his spirit died this year.

Bad goings on.

 

It was like he was re-born

and didn't even want to remain alive!

 

Written by Keith Torkelson.

Reformatted 07-12-97 by Keith Torkelson.


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Rex 04-97

by KE Torkelson



Rex

Talk Rex talk

Rex happy, happy Rex

Green Rex, Rex green

What happened to white Rex

At rest, rest white Rex, rest

Girl pretty, girl, girl pretty

Nice girl, nice to TORK

TORK at peace with girl

Energy! extraordinary

Balance. Nice

What is her name

Elaine!

Sleep Rex

Rex sleep

Bye, bye

07-12-97


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REX TALK, JANUARY, 1997

by KE Torkelson

 

I met Tom, a Haldol Man, like I was

Haldol flattended me

And TorkRex faded to blue

 

I’ve been born again

Or it may be the first time

 

Mother Rex not kicking me

In front no motion

I’m following

 

Hopefully it will only take one or two cycles to wean finally wean me for good

The med cocktailand no drugs appears to be effective

 

When I look at a Haldol Man I see how far I have come

Just for today I’m.....

Rex talk, talk Rex talk

 

Green Rex can’t or won’t talk

Too young

Should talk in a month or so

 

See Rex Talk, February, 1997

Rex talk with hope

 

Sleep Rex, eat Rex, listen Rex

Clean Rex, live Rex

 

Rex says sorry to family, Torkelson

Sorry, sorry Rex

Back in thirty cycles


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REX TALK, MARCH 1998

By KE Torkelson

 

Rex no wakey, wakey

Rex dreaming, imagining, inventing

The Psycho Zone

The altered thoughts

 

They feel grandiloquent, imposing, pretentious

They feel as if something gargantuan going down

In the unreal realms

Those places that I only glimpse now

 

Used to live there...

What of GOD, the Veritech, Rex the Exterminator, the Annihilator

What of the man, Entropy, Mr. Order, aLL, something, no-thing

What of “Earth the Mother”, the pathologist, the kid, the girls

What of “splitting”, the Devil, Thor, Loki and Kyrule

What of Ungoliant, Galaxis, the Surfer, the Incredible Hulk

What of my hammer, the Ent, that damn dog, the deadlock, born again

What of the anxiety, the psychosis, the disease

What of “the quickening”, the mark-red, the neutral girl, LSD, the film editor

What of the Lithium, the Haldol and Godzilla

What of Luthien Tunivel, Katy, Hansen DVM, the Class of ‘92

What of the big and little clocks, Time, the Rabies Vaccine, my star

What of the beginning, the middle and the end

What of zero degrees Kelvin, flat-lining less than zero, and the “crack pipe”

What of “WaR”

What of the whales and mantas, the psychiatrists and the meds

What of the Davis Nightmare, Asgard and the Rainbow Bridge

What of Charley Manson, the caldera and the large animal animal barn experiment

What of “the One Ring” and Aquamarine

What of trees, the losses, the gains

What of the “whole ocean”, Aquaman and my final resting place

What of the buildings, the concoction (psuedo-Koala Kooler)

What of the spice and JET

What of George, the microwaves, the head-voices and the TV talking to me

What of “THE FEEL” and “THE EYES”

What of “sounding” and mind wars

What of the Mexicans, the escape, the accident

What of the Map-coat, the Action-jacket and the shredded pants

What of the red sweats and the Asic’s lightening shoes

What of Craig Edward Torkelson, Hades, dying and heaven

What of “the case”, the Ripper

What of the pipe, cigars, smoking and alcohol

What of the locomotive, the light gun, the material mass, dependence and illness

What of the keto-acidosis, anorexia and insomnia

What of starvation, the hot, pot and sex

What of the general and the shame...

 

All Rex says is going, going...PAST


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REX TALK, MAY, 1999

by KE Torkelson

 

Rex up, read, and ‘member

         Luthien Tinuviel, the ‘magination girl

                  Iluvatar, god of all ‘magination

                           God of the sound of music

                                    Rex, saur of ‘maginaiton

 

                                    Rex want, need be with Luthien

                           She die twice

                  Congruent girt in mage future

         After the passing, of Rex

Rex wait longer, longer still

 

Kid have faith

         Tinuviel in fate, destiny

                  Kid wait still longer, long

                           God of kid faith

                                    God Will, knowing

 

Rex, kid, plus quiet pacific slumber.


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REX TALK, JUNE, 1999

by KE Torkelson

 

Up Rex! @ 1999 Anno Domini

Up Rex! @ 4:00 Ante Meridian

A dinosaur in Heaven?

How can that be?

 

Uninvited

Or integral

Looking or leaving

The bad guy paid kid a visit

 

Back on the inside in a dream

Big, bad man

Hurt kid in thought; in the physical

Kid tried and tried

 

Big bad man

Back on the inside

Hurt kid in feeling; in spirit

Kid pivoted to science

 

Science didn’t work

Kid hurt self, didn’t work

Others’ good didn’t help

“TIME” did help

 

The dinosaur in Heaven?

Telling spirit(s) to ‘member

The Bad Guy

Still in there

 

Bad Guy still out here

Big Bad Guy God call Exterminator

Now, the dinosaur on duty

For eternity -- now sleep kid in Heaven..........

 

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REX TALK, OCTOBER, 1999

by KE Torkelson

 

I awaken, uncontaminated and brave

As well as the ferocious animal

The beast of survival

Now, I’ve found “real” imagination

 

Rex old boy, arrest it

You don’t know where this exercise can deliver us

In-between

Lightness and darkness

 

That place where we are apart

Yet, the place where there is god

Yet, the place where satin comes to visit

...........for feast

 

None will befriend us on this occasion

None can counsel us

The judgment past

Can I appeal it?

 

Did the chemistry, the gene, the essence?

Did one of these ultimately create you in me?

Or as our “real” imagination clarifies

You where before, are now and will be after

 

Though we must go to ultimately pass

You will come to live again

Born anew

After, after and after, again

 

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REX TALK, NOVEMBER, 1999

by KE Torkelson

 

Rex--live

Some live, some pass

Police handcuffing

the dead-man on T.V.

 

Is law enforcement bonkers?

God said “Thou shalt not kill”

Are they listening

As they hurt me and mine

 

As they kill

Then

Handcuff

The dead-man


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REX TALK, DECEMBER, 1999

By Keith Torkelson

 

The feel of frozen

The grieving place

Though I haven’t a use for one

 

The feel of loss

The last kisses

The final, “I love you” by two

 

The feeling of the end

The beginning

Finally the healing

 

Rex tell “me” what you’re feeling

Own your feeling

For once in your time

 

The feel of greater and greater pain of loss

The profound sadness

A shaper of my new character

 

The feel of life

The feel of death

Not as cold as you might think

 

Rex be one with the lovin

Things lost and things never had

Imagine and now create new

 

The feeling of courage

And this power to carry his will

Out

 

Now I lay me down to sleep

In my dreaming I call your number

1-714-530-1852

 

Missing you

See you

Your last son, Keith

 

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REX TALK, DECEMBER, 2002

By Keith Torkelson

December 17, 2002

 

Up, listen, my friend, my self, Keith, no Rex

Easy to tell now

There is no Rex, just a delusion in this passion play

 

Triads I say

Today

Just one way, me

 

Sad you I smothered Rex

But Rex cannot die

He died once

 

I was blessed with you

Rex

The saur who know few limits

 

Just a thing in my head

Just like anybody else

Reality, I scoff

 

The place Rex brings me

They are not real

Incongruence in people heads

 

Not a one sees the same

Not a one hears the same

Yet, you condemned me

 

You know Rex’s answer to you all

Jump, slash and burn

All I know as you better have called the big man right

 

But know you all Rex

Walk, keep walking

Because all time is now

 

Place you bets

I place mine on Rex

That is Keith-a-saurus to you


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REX TALK – APRIL 2000

By Keith Torkelson



Hey Rex

Turn your head around

See that big black creature

That is your mom

 

Hey Rex

Want to hear the news

Well, “Here is the news

Coming to you every hour

On the hour (ELO)”

 

Survival of the individual

I’ve got a roof over my head

I’ve got food to eat, clothes to wear

 

A car that I own gets me around

I can afford to maintain and repair

The car

 

I have enough lust

I have some love

I have a few good friends

And I’m independent

 

Now with wide open space

In which to perpetuate myself

A decision I get to make

 

I’m saying…

“Life at last”

 

I’m “coming to believe”


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REX TALK – December (9) 2004

By: Keith Edward Torkelson, MS



I’m now a young dinosaur

Finding my “Inner Child”

And my name is … Rex!

His name is Kid

 

I see something different every day

Been there in LA, I have

Trapped in South Gate

 

I now have my computer for better or worse

My VCR is in storage

 

My university typewriter is long gone

It is very nice having WordStar, Word Perfect, MS Word and

Files to remember on exogenous memory

 

I don’t see some things anymore everyday

The people: Friends, relatives, and lovers

Those that have … passed

I do not see yet feel you

You may be there: Your light, your energy

 

Peek-a-boo. I see you

The Kid says: You are now a sleepy Rex

I’m a scared, anxious, frustrated – kid?

 

During the day I am a perky Rex

Yet now in this starry chill-filled night

I must exclaim

El gusto es mio or the pleasure is mine!

Adios: For now my friend and non-adaptive other

 

Fragmented!

Tortured in horror

Panoe terminalis or terminal pain

And the wrong nothing

Pleasure, satisfaction, and purpose: May heal ALL …


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REX TALK – FEBRUARY 2000

By Keith Torkelson



Up Rex, awaken

Decrease density

I am lighter than air

 

I know the factor that contributes

But not how much

Laughing again

 

I can only take so much of this

Then I am down for the count

Sleep – while living

 

Without the drugs and symptoms

With others out and at home

A home and a job and extra time

 

This is

The opportunity of a lifetime

A faith – something bigger

Earth mom – God dad

 

Order and time

Not perfection

And some mistakes

 

Loving

Listening

Learning

 

Rex a vivo

Meaning alive or living

Keith to adult

And that lunatic

He is on vacation

 

Sleep, silent

Slumber

Sometimes with another

Mostly solo

Though

Good news

Night

Rex

 

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REX TALK – FEBRUARY 2001

By Keith Torkelson

 


First a close relative of mine says,

“You write like dad.”

In an attempt to be clear

I muddle words

 

The shock wave that introduced me to

Doom

Doomed to more than 10 years

10 years of misery

A pathetic man I was

So much pain, so much suffering

 

God forgive me for hurting

Others

On the path to chance

A chance I take and no sooner

Give my newfound freedom

To you

On this

The last day of

The quickening

 

The visions

The delusions

The players

The planet

The mother

 

That last week

Of vet school

When I deluded that

I was hundreds of things

Including the headless

The Viking

 

In the last week of vet school

I remember Dr. Duncan Mac Martin say to me

“Its all downhill from here”

I involuntarily veered to a road skew

From that of my peers

 

I am here

Now

And I am grateful

In as many ways as I am regretful

This life of mine on God’s terms

May he bless me infinity

Guide me in all my actions

 

Action of hope, faith, and trust

The faith is fickle

That fickle faith, Rex


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REX TALK – FEBRUARY 2002

By Keith Torkelson


Dear God entity

I

From roaming the streets

To, I

An illegal alien

 

“What’s up with that”?

 

This morning

I

Saw the straight line

So true that it pinged!

 

“On the day I went away”

Goodbye was not all

I had to say

 

“I want to come”

“Again and stay”

“A smile and that”

“Will mean I’m there”

“Cause I’ve seen…”

[Richard O’Brien]

 

 

 

 

I think best

When I am lying down in

The present

 

 

“Where in the [universe] is

Carmen San Diego”

 

“And in the end

The love you get is

Equal to the love you

Send [J. Lennon]”

 

Dear God entity thing

I feel my battery

I need new cells

Maybe a bit of glacial double A

I mean vinegar

 

With love

TORK…


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REX TALK – JANUARY 2000

By Keith Torkelson


Up Rex its 4 AM

The new day has begun

Today is a day of celebration

 

I am getting to change

The placy of my bed

As well as my material mass

 

With thought and meditation

I’m discovering that my parents

I miss greatly

 

What is new?

Their passage was destiny

I am looking under and over

To find where they went

 

I am still mood altering

With caffeine, melatonin and nicotine

Looks like there is going to be a change tomorrow

 

I

Grateful for what I have

Freedom to love

 

 

 

 

One sleeps with me

Two hold me

Nothing, the entity, wants me

 

Looking to give this morning

Looking to share this morning

Looking to love the whole day through

 

God – my power greater

Higher

I pray to thee

 

Please uncomplicate this move

Move of home

My move

 

Away we thee now

Awaying to visit reality

Away to once again

Land

Today

I work

You go hide or play

While He sleeps

Once again…


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REX TALK – JANUARY 2001

By Keith Torkelson

 


Happy New Year Rex!

Know you were a no-show

New Year’s Day

I invited chaos but order showed

 

We went in me in and out together

Some of the gang

Came along

Big G and J.C.

The child, the parent, and the adult

 

My imagination and creativity were gone

I asked for help

And got some

Not too much, but just enough

 

I wanted to cry

But my eyes are barricades

Pain and sorrow

The girls, the pets, the people, the memories, the feel

 

Eventually I found a balance

The mind disease

Head is out of bounds the program contains it

The program can trigger the mind disease

And using experience with my mind control

Constrains the program

 

The program says talk to God

The mind disease capitalized on such a notion

Lunacy

Can God really answer?

Can we people actually have conscious contact?

The ground says no

 

What of life without a high ones guidance?

A serious problem?

That is what life may become

God are you answering my prayers?

 

I know you have been

I know I must let you

These moments of pure freedom

From the security and comfort of routine

Rex

Where are you?


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REX TALK – JANUARY 2002

By Keith Torkelson

 


Rex, you are dissolving

Into time

Into space

Into energy

 

I conceptually survived!

The Red and the Blue

The Red, the hating world

The Blue, the chaotic world

 

Even the Green

The imagined world

I conceptually survive

 

Am I real?

No

Am I part of divine plans?

Do not even go there

 

I cognitively survived

I am imagined from imaginary observations

I have no spirit

I haven’t a heart

 

I am an essence

A timeless dimension

 

Am I a success?

Not by Darwinian theory

In actuality I am a partial success

Cause I survived in this

The physical plane

 

I am coming back

With hope

The energy

The mass dimension

The velocity

All still quite unpredictable

 

I rest still

Not to burn out

I survived on paper

Rex,

I gather you are here, back,

And happy for the moment

 

Rex, you content

Hi Rex,

What is up?

The baby Blue

No baby Blue

Now pink and in The Plan

 

How can I be a success?

By just surviving

I have participated in The Plan

The Cause

I have induced positive changes

In others

Ever so slight may they have been

 

I think different

A bit

I talk different

A bit

I walk different

A bit

 

Is that enough?

A bit?

Yes I claim.

I believe that if you induce a

Smidgen of order in another

You qualify as a

Mover

A shaker

 

I survive and instead of shaking all the time

As I have

I attempt sometimes with success to move

With love

Though love

Is not in the Rexi

Vocabulary


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REX TALK – JUNE 2000

By Keith Torkelson


Got to find out!

“I will find out (P. Gabriel)”

 

Rex

What is going on?

Want to know what I am up to today

Read a good story

On depression

 

It was can

“Better to burn-out

Than fade away”

By Stevie Ray Vaughn)”

 

Dinosaur

It is humid and hot as heck

Today

We are just passing

The anniversary of my

Mother’s passing

 

I might get adopted, Rex

Who knows?

I am praying every day

That I am doing the will of

The God

Yet, Who knows, Rex?

Christobol and the man may

 

Found The Kid

Apologized

And sent to

Heaven

Whence he came

For protection

 

Wish him back at times

It seemed he was the only one

Who could rhyme?

I guess that it is

Rex with Tork

Without The Kid

Now it is Tork

Without The Rex

Now it is the blank of remaining paper

Is this really at all safer?

These get to-gethers with my maker

Blank paper


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REX TALK – JUNE 2001

By Keith Torkelson

 


Rex,

In there,

Anywhere

 

Yes,

I don’t know if it is

Good

Anymore

 

Yet,

You are so quiet

These days

Are you just my imagination?

Here for my needs

Rex, you need me?

 

A medium for

Tapping

And modulating

Life

Your life, living the basics

 

Rex, are you imaginative

Like me

 

Yes

I am here with you

A slab lower

Than cortical

A section lower

Than limbic

You be Reptilian

 

We are born to catch, kill, and eat

To sleep

To excrete

To feel a little

Regulate energy

To die

 

Let us eat

And sleep now

No lets sleep

Then eat

Night Rex


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REX TALK – MARCH 2000

By Keith Torkelson



It is very early

Now

This morning

 

Rex up

On-line

No thinking

Yet

 

Rex, I am

Mainstreaming now

Work 2 jobs

New med

Zyprexa

 

Zyprexa person

Is far better than

Haldol-Man

 

Recovering

Ever so slowly

In my home-safe-home

 

New car

A dependable way to get

About town

 

Some savings

Some new people

As well as the old

Good roommate

Yet I have had to give up

A few old friends

For health purposes

 

Hobbies and health

God I am beginning to know

Studying for a test

 

Sleep now

Big test, big day tomorrow

Hey, Rex your mom

Kick you lately

Oh wholly mackerel


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REX TALK – MARCH 2002

By Keith Torkelson

 

Rex,

Open your eyes

You are fed

You’re repro drive arrested

A side of the meds

Your fate hasn’t been written

 

You are determined to find meaning

Discover the truth

Disprove yourself

With reflex

Discard the negatives

 

Yet, turn around Rex

See your mother

She is a big

Bad Black Rex

An extension of the School we call

Earth

 

Your mom (Godzilla)

She means to give you a kick

Today

She’s roaring

Accept this rock solid nudge

 

Rex

When you know

Yourself

I become like others

I need this

Today

Rex


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REX TALK – NOVEMBER 2001

By Keith Torkelson

 

I beckon you

Little Rex-a-roo

A wondering dinosaur

You were

To me once more

 

The girl could find her needs

Her needs not found

The man couldn’t know

Couldn’t meet

 

Sad dinosaur

You not too sad

A taste of bitter sweet

 

Mr. Rex

Will you balance a life?

A new life

Never seen before

In your heart and mine

 

Love you Joanne

Love you Kid

Love you Keith

 

Know you Rex


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REX TALK – NOVEMBER 2002

By Keith Torkelson

 


Flying high

I be

Kid

 

What you saying

Call me you may

Anytime

Even postmortem

 

Decide

What you are needing?

Is it me anymore

 

Rex

God

I cannot call you evermore

My schizoid brain

Healing

 

A side of alcohol

Disruption

My brain healing in one way

Dying another

 

As you Rex pass

Into the past

 

Imagined

Deluded

Who knows?

Your address is looking like

It says

Gone, gone forever

 

Now I am walking behind your mom

If I fall out of sight

She roars

 

I know by ear

Where I can find her

Yet may never see her or you

Evermore…


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REX TALK – SEPTEMBER 2000

By Keith Torkelson

 


Rex it is time

School has begun

All those youthful minds

Yours also

 

Rex, do you want to teach?

I do today

Rex, Do you have any

Reservations?

I do today

 

Rex, this is time to get your

Feet wet

Many hours in the classroom

Sub, student, student teacher

Rex, your mind is kicking

 

Rex

In the old mind

Or are in the new

To

Old ways

Or new?

 

Happy memories of one of the elite

A vet student, a grad student

An undergrad

 

Now it is time

To distill the best

To refresh

Revise and append anew

 

You can do this, teaching thing

Rex, yet you can

Be The Little Professor

What 20-25 years

To built momentum

That mass times velocity

Funny thing as you increase velocity

Mass tends to decrease

And momentum is fixed

Trivial huh!

 

What were the dreams?

Teacher, marine biologist, veterinarian

Now to fit as a high school

Teacher of science

A new career

For a new millennium

 

Are you having any questions?

Rex?

Many you roar

Any answers

Some you snort

 

It is prayer time,

Rex

Rex, I know

 

I know prayers as well as

all this teaching stuff is not

in your bag of tricks

 

Abate, Rex, your will

I need your POWER

Post-haste

AKA, now

Thanks a millennium

Times one thousand…









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