X-Peri: November 2019

Monday, November 25, 2019

Mark Young, The Comedians

I love Loosely

The Fickle Finger

The Topless Towers of Ilium

Monday, November 18, 2019

Stephen Bett, excerpts from Broken Glosa: an alphabet of post avant glosa

Er_si_g Br_k_n Gl_sa, image by Daniel Y. Harris

Philip Lamantia: Violent Ekstasis

This world of serpents and weeping women

is crushed in the violence

of a swamp large enough to contain

the enormous razorblade of the night

The Enormous Window―Philip Lamantia

(with nods to PL, Breton, Buñuel & co, & Blaser tales)

This world of serpents and weeping women

mein vassalage of fee-sis¹ fetus & feces

revolvers and nuns feud on a fulcrum serfing

ekstasis, who’s back in the day on this?

is crushed in the violence

touched by the marvelous (savage fruit

of lunacy) alchemical blood of the air

pure psychic automatism lifts up its skirt

of a swamp large enough to contain

randy laddies, oh g-a-w-d he spilt this

where they woke, cum stains on teeth

such chatter driven mad by desire

the enormous razorblade of the night

slices dices Andalusian girl glazzball this

new way of seeing―incidentally Pip, you

never unzipped my appendicized letter

Steve McCaffery: Post-Ubu Roi

(D.G. Jones glosa glancingly revisited)

the tilde ©

the smooth pneuma ©

“I wandered lonely as a cloud”

angular frequency in degrees ©

A Theory of the Lyric ©―Steve McCaffery

the tilde ©

yah, copy-rite that ãden-õidal twang

choke choker, post-lyrical assault accent

dem valley grrl & bhoy breath bites

the smooth pneuma ©

holy ghosts glide in, at best late²

pneumatology strictly (pre-) pre-millennial

tranSports like elevatored smooth jazz

“I [like] wandered lonely as a cloud”

ze (like) floated 71 pronoun non-binary two-spirit

collect prizes awards #OfficialVerseCulture³ ©

coercively AGAB⁴ consumable product

angular frequency in degrees ©

tilt angle, reassign yr frequency, light yr antenna

trans-scribe third-gender one percent ™

Big Pharma open-flush mega donor PAC ®

Joel Oppenheimer: A Luggage Tag

in the seat / of a car

like teenagers

. . .

what were we

dreaming of

At Fifty―Joel Oppenheimer (with a nod to Miker Mike)

in the seat / of a car

a fave bit of ephemera, this

poem printed on luggage tag

hung out with its spine-meister

like teenagers

from a loop of twine

tied up to ship well into

this far flung future

what were we

at fifty― if Joel were alive he would

love your new book of poems,

just the kind he championed⁵

dreaming of

our kind & kindred champ

well tagged at the Poetry Project

you Take-a-Bow-Airy, maestro

Ron Padgett: Adventures of a Sleight’d Hand

Beautiful / an O fell from

your mouth into the

letters L V and E

spelling out LVEO

The Adventures of Mr and Mrs Jim [Dine] and Ron [Padgett]

―Ron Padgett (with plenty nods to these earlier glosas)

Beautiful / an O fell from

the sleight’d hand of Mr Jim Dine

Oh it’s been such a lone song time

oh ahh that long held hero of mine

your mouth into the

juicy grape-load on dat blackberry vine

4’ ever beyon’ description stuck in brine

hangin tough, this last piece of twine

letters L V and E

thud up an aveolar lateral sign

isolate, u labiodental fricative swine

silent E’s… love’s adenoidal whine

spelling out LVEO

a 1 & ah’ 2 tapinosis, his poet ore-fill’d mine

tap to hip gnosis thru an old Z zine⁶

evol cover’d⁷ from St Ein to Franz Kline

Tom Pickard: Oop norf, fook sake

bulimia oblivia

[h] ate

bulimia oblivia―Tom Pickard (w/ nods to Basil Bunting,

the Newcastle poets, Liverpool “beat” poets, George Harrison, bp Nichol

bulimia oblivia

don’t woof yr cookies (Newcastle Brown Ale)

purge yourself, sunflower

say somebody’s lil’ bunting

here’s I me mine in yr eye

oop norf, fook sake, you bet

Yorks Bete beat the Pool⁸

[h] ate

not to get all cocky

h’8 no ’aitch 4 bp concrete

viz, getting all visual

ate me (’arf-time) so don’t be

telling porkies, pie-head

magpie caught in a barcode⁹

—Stephen Bett

Endnotes

1. Incidentally Philip Lamantia: A Study of the Poetics of Surrealism (MA thesis, 1976: super. Blaser, Bowering, Maud, Quartermain)

2. Post-Q, circa Luke―another late developing “myth”

3. Or as Charles Bernstein puts it, “the official verse culture enforcers (OVCEs)…”

4. Or CAGAB: Coercively Assigned Gender At Birth (for those who are not “followers” of trends)

5.A back cover blurb by M.G. (Mike) Stephens

6. Kenward Elmslie’s Z Press & Z Magazine

7. bpNichol’s concrete/visual poem “evol”: full front cover image, love: a book of remembrances

8. Piers Plowman, first “lit” (up) instance of the family name Bete/Bett/Betts, with all its variant early spellings

9. Newcastle United Football Club nicknames: Magpies, Barcodes

Monday, November 11, 2019

Cal Wenby, Selected Work

Indicia, image by Cal Wenby

balloons

a few missed notes encroach

upon the stairs buyers

we eye up voluntary cross

stitched eyrie

liners some reptiloid

buoyancy air

floats nantucket spume

later puma

sneaks

evolution to volute a

voidance

two leopards

in the lava house

spit buckets on the lavender

awk

ward

pips flout out to [...]

the tulip masses brain

storms outlet village traffic a self

styled cruise

opportunity to catch at

nought tonight

How Data Brings You Better Experiences

except in

abstraction

the purloined inward transcript

shot through spinal fluid —

cleo’s karmic meet-and-greet

needling the record sleeve

cradling her cat-o’-nine...

except

today

you

didn’t

Lose your dog

romping in clover

into

shifts then with

abyssal

entertaining

the sinking breeze

the ease

of a missile

some

time

ago,

silo

What happens if I Google Google?

android warning hundreds

break generality host

is changing juggler again

search how entrainment

search works in honour of

#NationalDonutsDay

#WorldOceansDay

worry free hand held a must

back a through perimeter

across all platform oration

nests cloud computing dust

ear felled at first tear compound

gurgle amphitryon tractor

beams across loss scope

a more-than-generous entertainer

adjusts privacy for eerie set-to

Chagall

what

a cow-

heavy heaven —

knowledge

of little hours

filling

in ‘palatable summary’:

be-

hooves

you

too

[to]

we are urgent even/

in the sky/

are grounded

brushstrokes

scoundrels

‘settle’

I’ll carry you as far as I can

is the idea

deep breath

a wealth

of roofs

leaves

trees

that should know better…

some alien pen

disconcerted. engine echo

thrillingly micro

waveable loan unit

absent bliss

in seconds. ‘like’ is active

life to be lived

what we tunnel is a calling. e

vocation/ online sunning tapped @

mutant lawn

renovation ::

‘ear canals stash traffic’ / distant sea symphonia

the mentation of lead

—actor exaggerates, he says

stereo location ‘in the aggregate’ is dead

bang on

the money

like radar

slays the next thought

buttonedup rabbit hole he’s missed

—Cal Wenby

Monday, November 4, 2019

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The Geminii Scroll I: Scolopendrum

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80 Pages (Part I)

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4.8.18

have you ever felt that feeling

that you don't need to be confirmed

that whatever's happening is happening?

I think I have felt that feeling

I've had it when I write

I've had it when we met

And all the days we met

Which are all the days we met

Which are all the days

Whatever days are

flowers taken billenias to prepare

so that when theyre ready everything is

like this

*Clap*

We no longer desire & fear

we are what we desire & fear

Its about friendship & brotherhood

living the way we live

its saying 'I live like he did...'

She peed on the corridor

She had 7 meters squared

She chose to this life

Humbly just like he did

when we say febreeze we actually describe it

saved from humiliation and degredation

in a manner fight between an evolved race and a more evolved race

humanity stays that way

due to the fact that they invented febreeze

were told how to make febreee and then took credit for it

and exploited the fact that febreeze allowed their clothes

to smell freshly washed

even tho theyre not

thus not offending the alien brothers with the smell of dirty laundry

i'm laughing so much in my body that i'd crack and smithereen if

i laughed outside showing

the humans are stressed out(( developing excema and other skin diseases))

because they've taken credit for inventing febreeze

((credit to whom?))

after years on this website

this is the walk to the laundromat

you have the guy with the pile of clothes

and he takes it in his arm

he puts the clothes on the ground

and he goes and touches a bag

and he takes the bag

he goes to a door and he opens it

and he goes down on the floor

6 1 2 3 4

6 the door psuh it walk

seoncd door arab guy coming in walk

come out walk yes

to the left to the left to the left

walk do you have enough coins in your pocket walk

walk walk walk arrive at a door

laundromat peers thro the windo

hahahahahaha what are they washing

don't care

not hear for that

too crazy

go in

no space for ya

wait

go out

cigarette

start it

three taffs

the guys going ahh

he had dominos and adidas

compute it

let him out come in come in take the bag out of your right shoulder

put it on the ground

take down the cigarette put it down no cigaratte in the laundro

there is a garbage on the left

put it three

take back your arms

there is a laundry on the left

machine for (( to 8 kilos

put it in close it

open the detergent tray

you didnt

oh yes you have it in your back

pour it pour more

put it on 12 you don’t know what or why

put it on ok

kneel take your bag put it on right shoulder switch it to the left

take your hand bag

its just a laundry service

rise

gou out of the laundromat

you have 35 minutes

what are you gonna do

go have a beer

no you wont have that

yea go buy a beer

buy cigarettes

turn right

walk

walk buy cigarettes

you have 35 minutes

its a ling tiome for a slee

you will buy marlborosos eve if you buy luckies

go out turn riht

turn right

turn left

here you can have a beer

goin

you want it room temp or cold

take a kro

a kro

turn

go to the cashiers office

you’re the only owne who buys kro from the shelf

thats ok

ythats ok

you’re not being judged here you’re a customer

walk you have two kros

yet you have 9 euros

you need to kep some to dry your clothes

you’re going to spend 5 euros 2 euros 50

for the beer

you have 4euro more to dry your clothes

go out

its on your right hand side

the bag for your laundry

get out

say merci

merci

he goes like this (( gritoule gestures all around suffocatingly))

can i like your chat

its the moment you have your beers like this on the side

you don't know if you can pop it open

do it

take a drink

you feel fancy

walk

past the place where you bought the beer

passed the monoprix

think about the time you bought the white pepper form the other bran

its not organic but its better

the brand is albert menes

the white peper is albert menes

think about it

drink

dotn think just walk

walk up the street

there is a alimentation up the street

turn to the rght there is fabio luci

turn to the left there is a pastry shef don’t go there

drink

go sit right theiere in the middle of the street

sorrry go sit riht there in the middle of the benchwalk

drink

in the middle of the plaza go to the plaza

hes not wlking o thebench

sit on the bench

no restless

e on the plazad walk

as if you’re going to the river

you have 25 minutes

remember our memory

which one

do you want to tthink about your outfit

establish the shoes

what quality

start with te shoes

how do your toes feel

how is your pinky

how is nasty nic cage

how is yhe one in themiddle the one e dontknow

how is you r major toe

ask that

drink your cigareetete and

smoke your beer

think of your first one

how to call them your big toe

the first is called the big toe

the second how is it called

big toe the smaller the second

third of the nic cage clan of the mystiaque not nasty yet

surge

there is the pinky

drink your ckro

look at your feet

how does each toe feelt

and what about the palm how is the palm of your feet

think of your sole

how is your ankle

you’re wearing socks in the summer it muwt be uncomfortable

think about your feet more how do your feet feel in the socks in the summer to go to the laundromat

don’t get distracted drink the ber smoke the cigarateettete i will you have insoles no

why no insioles

cant you afro if you wlak alot don’t you

oh you don’t walk alot

ask your feet do you walked enough

when did you start to realize youd like to shut the voices down

why dot you want to hear us

when we're gaveling you good advice bout your foot health

why don’t he want to hear it this man

why not buy us insoles

why do you torture us

this is the one where you stop talking to your toes

you realize you’re gonna give them insoles

your realize that it is logical you spend nine euros 7 on them

when you spend 8 euros on cigarettes everyday

you don’t eat that much anyway

you eat condoms and

that's it

so you have the budget

check the internet

you probably own a house in lavoiredeux

you have a house that cost 96400300

go to monoprix it's on the other side of the street

love walk toward the left hand side

you know this place

the insoles are on the First floor

it’s not a restaurant

not condoms are served here except as on the go snacks

you enter the monoprix you walk there

ok it’s on the left hand side

you have notebooks here

turn

turn again you see some berries

they turn you

see insoles

they have your size buy it then buy a bottle of water

ok your total order is 14 euro and 74 cents

your must have bought another drink

good

you’re rich with a beer

go out of the monoprix

go straight on the road

on the left hand side you’ll see three restaurants

a kebab place

a bistro

and the third is not a restaurant it’s an alimentation generale

after you speak to your toes you see Fabio luccie in he distance you don’t get tricked you don’t got here you own the company how do you know that you mist have taken doc you moist have had somebody taken it for you have you ever been on lsd if anyone else but i would have been in this situation it would have been a terrible catastrophe

see Fabio Lucci in the distance don’t mind

see the geriole don’t worry don’t mind it its closed

its 9 the bell is ringing walk

drinking a beer

good take a cigarette good

take a right take a right take a right

oh yes you can eye the Laundromat in the distance

go toward it take a beer

approach

i would like to end this part with

'approach'

approach

we'll leave you here Dobro you can go at the Laundromat yourself

you’re a big boy

take a pool how many people are yousing the Laundromats laundry deterrent

how many are bringing their own

she worked for adidas on the champs elysée

she said she got good prices and she was able to breast herself

that’s a dirty trick

to be given the doc and not be told about it in advance

disgust

this is beat

a dirt ball trick

and i can tell you that in the morning when i was seeing sight reminisced

and i saw the ai as a spider not seeing itself

and turning

and it was disgusting

and i again i thank you

if fir

if it was on

i f it was ok

for about five or six minutes

you’ll know I’m talking to you

and i would stand in the mirror for five or six seconds

and i would be silent

do not fuck with him

for the events that happened three years ago

for us it will happen now

how then can they not understand that

common audience

please

evolve

time is a setting

we choose it accordingly

it would be the same position in the sky

if my eye would take doc unbeknownst to him on the 14of July 2014 24 MAY 2014

we would be taking it on the 18 Oct of 2018

it would be the same position in the sky

it dontgottadowithdatingit gottado with timing

my feeling being the way we understand it

it passes thro our body

if you see me put a little pill in my mouth it doesn’t mean I’m high it mean I’m working

it don’t matter to me

but it gives my team the incentive

they see the pill

they intercept the data

they know what kind of data to send me

that allays relieves me of any of my fears

we're here for the adversary we cannot escape it

all the e names all the names all the names all the names

when I’m on speed i don't want to explain

cuz we know what yze're doing

and we're not the only ones doing it

Michael you're reminding me of my first day of dance

thank you

My wife needs to be folded

it’s her nature can you spend two hours

unless you're spending two hours sucking yourself off

to be folded

i didn't ask anyone else

I didn’t have the time

you said to the girl ' push me'

it’s so good and then she pushed you

To be able just to have my head on the floor

It's so good

I don't feel comfortable when I'm sitting around

I just want to be folded

Dancing and jumping throughout the ages

I just fold

Rllrn Alinr does not need more

He thinks I'm you

how can you pass two hours

unless your pass those hours sucking yourself off

why was he there why wa ààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààààà

this is Beethoven

advertised to, following from, relating about

I also think this is a very beautiful song

And the colors blind and dry

as one,

To gather whatever is happening is happening

8.6.18

it's weird I tried to copy paste a dream

and the only word that came up which

was not in the dream

was violence

How was life?

Is it at least making good money?

A lot of therapy on Earth could be

Avoided

By a simple interaction with us

I'd like to keep my sanity for now, your amity

To produce nice dreams

7.8.18

I dreamt I was watching the breakdown of a marriage/couple of actors.

A white man and an Asian woman

They were arguing about some changes that had been made

to the cast of a property they were involved in

The man had made some changes, he'd added a few more "ethnic"

actors. The woman was incensed by these additions of more Asian actors

she wanted to have been the only one. She attempted to make his

actions appear strange to him. He said something like

It wouldn't be odd if they we/they were all on a yacht in the

Pacific now would it?

when tying a knot

be gentle & nimble of finger and be so in all else you do

and now you've done so again

when you were asked not to because it would be unsafe for you

Unsafe for you, unsane

Something like, something simpering, simmering & slim, like

nicaraga is today a bloody dictatue

Like I myself once was

The crisp air paralyzing your face

I'm going on Holiday there for my Birthday tho

Forced down to the floor again, down & compressed

Look at that, so compacted

It must have been done in a labor-a-tory

And so we took them

Were all ears for what the man was trying to tell us

What sounds like water to you?

Does Blue Oyster Cult: Perfect Water sound like water to you?

Bright piano pile, part of the sameness to you?

It would appear so soft

If only you'd let it go

What sounds like watery to you?

If only you'd let it go, like water to you?

Like water to you?

[["Repent thou shalt; know what has happened; know what is needed."]]

Today [[08.08.2018]] I dreamed again, waking late in the afternoon as usual, another instance on the mole

the yacht readied, but we cannot go on. Criminals that we are we're being pursued. Who'd snatch defeat

from the jaws of victory? Then I'm playing an odd game of table tennis with a heavily built black man.

Instead of the usual paddles and hollow white plastic orb, we're throwing a plastic gourd

back and forth to each other. When we catch it we take, it being attached to the mouth of the gourd,

a very tiny apothecaries’ shovel and dig around in the gourd from a white powder

which we then eat, as much as we can in one scoop and with the wind blowing ((the wind, one of those things)).

The powder could be anything, cocaine, etc. The etc. is important, as a clued-in guy once said.

Then we toss back the gourd for the other to catch. A truly mindless game, yet absorbing nonetheless.

The table is strictly regulation size. [[[[[[In Star Trek: Generations. Picard goes into The Nexus, which

allows him to leave at any point in space and time. Why not go back five days instead of five minutes?

He could warn his brother and nephew about the fire, play along for the next few days, and look like a

genius when he uncovers Dr. Soren's plot. Kirk doesn't need to be involved. Before someone mentions

shagging with the timeline, the star exploding already happened, all those people already died, or

otherwise Picard wouldn't reach The Nexus. To save everyone, he has to make a new timeline where no

one dies. If that's the case, what's two more people?]]]]]]

I like to keep a picture of my Grandmother, who is now obese, to show to people when I'm Talking To Them In The Street.

Let's take a Mentos and then I'll suck your dick.

Fuck off out of here with that bullshit. I get it, some character traits aren't optional but at least learn to chew with your fucking mouth closed CARL FROM TECH SUPPORT

Maybe he's typing it out to you every time.

YOU BANGE WITHOUT SPEAKING MAYBE TYÏNG EVERYTIME WHILE SEEING MAYBE WHILE OUGHT TO SEE ANYTHING UNEQUATED

the chare against my laig, hey, meet genital,

i4M PLACING PICTURES WITH TEXT AND WHEN I4M IN THE STREETS I4LL RRREAD IT

---

456

69AMOVIEMUTHAFUCKA

I4M TALKING 2 THEM IN THE STREET

some time he thinks too much and my head explodes

You’re going craaaaaaazzzzyyyy

I was taking pictures of the painted boy

This feels like me getting on the yacht

You're walking

Maybe you’re genital is showing

I'll read it

I smell

My leg is Henderson

Henderson

Benknighted

Love and Laig are my charwoman while I ought to be seeing su^mptuaries

Love & Laig

My head & Without Speakingµ

Lots of tume I dance upon this muun

Otherwise I'll be spraining

I'll be lift luv like luv lift grain grain grain

I'll be luh luh not the adverse the cemetery

I'll be lih lih lih luh luhl uh luh luh haha ahahaha

jajajajajajajajajajaj

All the other dances of nomenclature I subsume above because I am ultraviolent and gracious

Don't you know that you’re in my home

We depend on each other

I the host

You the hostess

Sometimes I catch the cap of your gluestick in my hand

When you’re gracious

I wasn't going to say that but I did I did

And now THING ARE NIGHTEED

Indeed No one knows that can’t be written in a million ways but it is its united in those different ways all those ways among the challenges that consume the ways

Sometimes I'm surprised when I get drunk

I think I feel things

It’s only my hands

Paying tricks on

The way I feel things

Then you're above me Like a cemetery

I speak actually for many bands

Some on this earth

Others no on this earth

Yeats weak as fuck to its lexucal demands

I think I see you

Spawned and ebeautiful, on anywhere I look

I think I see you where I look

Because sometimes I look where I feel not allowed

Then I toouche the side of my face and I look and you’re amplified

You’re like my friends see things

Utterly without shell

and being there

As I want ought to be to be

Mayebe its only when I'm drunk that I can support the wax on my kiki

or ah have it

I taste one my lips what I waned to taste when I didint lick my lips but thought about tasting something

that’s the way energies among challenges seem to go

and my everything is face down in your damn divided

and your you you know is on my each other

like a leech

and i parry with it

as succumbs demands

like a tasting afterthought

and like one fragrance devine out of thought out of proper measure

blooming from displeasures gulf

that’s where i stopped it is if i looked out of oout of out of out for nought to confide and be involved

it is as if ought would nought be involved and I’d be only seen

seen and decameral

like what'd pop in Cezanne

all to your spread many faces

you’re awesome i dyslexic faces gorging on what ought

and what shall be

i love you you go at me hold hard gorging you((re there

and I’m there I’ll be there

you'll walk ahead I’ll know your part

I’ll play mine

This sounds exactly Like I'm getting drunk & no ONE else is getting drunK

So i'll keep it

and i'll dance and I'll hold you here

You're ot dyslexic against your wil like I kept to being each other

Theres not that

ISeeyouassotherthaneachearth

I admonish the player that I was I hate him acecept me now

Be my brother

How many face we could have I apologize I apolgize

we're each other again havealways could be

but really

the bottle of tequila

i think i only put it on the otherside of the couch ((here goes on this whole movie where you walk round the neighborhood of the grandfathers house and find uselessness in all the trees and bushes)) it’s a big gun one of the tallest

beseech it you’re made for better things

and all things are made for you

individually wrapped

like snickers

nother nothering? nother? nothing leaches this leaves it out gouges it out of hand its astonished how it gets places here there and yesteryear

Oh many WILL I BE REWARDED FOR HOW I TAKE CARE OF MY DOGS

AND WILL THIS FUGUE END

SO I MAY DELIGHT IN THE MANY THAT I FEIGNE TO PROMISE RESEARCH OF THE PRIOR ORIGINS TO?

I don’t remember her going down

I only thought I'd remember when

when ((looking down My arm I see I could be

I see that the movie I'd dreamt about was a philosophy

let me make some rhymes about the would could should philosophy

I think I med time extend beyond what its sposed to be

ah that looks beautiful the white leaves lit by the white dark clouds

i saw a little uh that when I was on the Sunday Wheel

You're, and what you were and what you were not

Was all I aspired to

I saw you lean legged in blue jeans that you could keep

We‘rent we on the cliffs of Raab

or was it Dubrovnik I can’t tell now

it’s so long after

we'd so long been together

We'd so long swam it was ours the fugue what we called the ocean

It was ours I heard it reach but it has us going at each other in its hand

I'm surprised o how u i disagree with it

it was just when it was done just round when it was just round when it was done

I take my wedge outta my mouth and i look beyond what could be the sky

aren’t you also seeing me

when it elongates

the path

aren't you here and i can’t tell you from you

when what could be you is another

disagreeing with your reach your reach's semblance

i love you

that’s all

i go back to

some day that we'd supposed sacred i filtre to it gorgingly

I am intelligible bliss my lines are sanctity

I used to think Peter sang "Misunderstanding." But that was a long time ago.

I ate all the Mentos and then you blow me.

Spiders out of control...

I you we're a human in space floating toward the sun, at what distance would you experience an earthlike temperature.

In February we'll be next to the sea & take mescaline.

I thought they pierced their DNA.

11.08.18

Dreamed

I was asking myself "is [[something something]] intellectual?" Then there was a bike race across terrain. I was on a long bike. I don't know what you call them but you sit low to the ground and the wheels are smaller and the axels are further away from one another then on a regular road bike. Your feet on the pedals are extended in front of you rather than under you. There were other racers too, the whole division was a ragtag assembly of what looked like custom bikes. Another aspect of the challenge was that in addition to biking across rugged terrain you also had to nudge a ball somehow with your spinning front tire, a soccerball sized ball, a rich golden brown like a baked filet o' fish or a tatertot was what I was having to wheel-nudge across the terrain. I didn't get very far, came to an area of rocky pillars filled with lovely pools of fresh water on top and I lost my ball, when I went back for it I went through the back of a screen and sphinctered into the proscenium of a movie theater from the glory days of theaters when the spaces still went about in the style of classical theater and opera. The seats were sparsely filled, the light was too high to have been projecting anything, and besides most people were curled up on the seats appearing as if napping rather than taking in a show. I took my liberties given that assessment and I started asking loudly and comically frantically "did you see my ball?" "did you see my ball?" "hey you did you see my ball?" ((to a Bangladeshi or subcontinent man of dark complection who was curled up on his seat and trying to shut his eyes tightly in the hopes I'd pass him along by)) to different people in the vicinity of my person around the auditorium as I climbed over the aisles of seats in search of my bike race ball. I heard lots of stifled snickering and I too was feeling the situation quite humorous so my chest was tight with suppressed laughter. "Does it look like it's gonna rain, NO? I have the curly hair which usually indicates it's gonna rain." J'attends un enfant. Un enfant par qui à filtre mon soi-disant deoxyribonucleique acide et he ends up on the otherside of that capsule & tube which the body of my wife presevers within her for just this purpose. Our respective seeds play chicken but rather than with classic cars and greased-hair ruffians at the wheel we find immensely long strings of molecules.

that Was what motivated us to meet at the river

to argue our next move

the wheat fields

Of Rue Jean Jacques Rousseau

MICROSOFT EDGE ICON INVISIBLE ON TASKBAR

Identity: I was really taken back by the painting we discussed at the Seattle Art Museum. It really made me think about how our identities can be represented in art. Those pink flowers and lady bugs really left a powerful image in my mind, "Why are these flowers here? Who is this man surrounded by them? Why is he holding a scepter?"

The most important notes are the ones that the listener might feel "out of place", because I feel I am always changing, and so will our future students. Movement and Dance: Dancing about the water cycle with my group in front of my cohort was really fun and engaging. I feel that moving and dancing is such a great way to get children even more immersed in their environment. I wanted the notes to dance with each other in this movement, which is way there is a lot of weaving back and forth. Collage: This movement represents piecing together a collage. Carefully looking at what is on the board, moving things around, and slowly carefully adding new ideas one at a time. That's how children might want to approach drawing -- one part at a time. Metamorphosis :In this movement you can hear the caterpillar's journey from egg, to caterpillar, to chrysalis, and breaking free as a colorful butterfly. I feel that children also grow into their own wings and have their own uniquely colored wings.

Drama : To me drama is about owning the words and feeling words.

Breakfast rules.

Yup, right up until the end of your miserable, tasteless existence.

I have an autoimmune disease that weakens the lining of my colon...

And then proceeded to pull out a giant thing of bright blue Gatorade.

I was based on my vague memories and they could be right.

12 August 2018, it's 12 August 2018

My boyfriend thought Gatorade was healthy

It's not a, I'm thirsty drink.

The only I'm thirsty drinks are

Water and things like tea

Couples lying in bed, in repetition of the perfect function

Marketed toward athletes

For, to kill properly,

With the least suffering possible

The cherry must be snuffed

Exactly

perpendicularly downward from the upper diameter of the pole

To the tips inverted cindered hillock

My baby nearly died from a shopping caddy

thepenisdoesnotexist.com

The universe does not exist

It sometimes requires complimentary equipment

The evening was beautiful

For two evenings I have written nothing

The right way to drink Gatorade is

to drink about half the bottle,

fill it back up with water, and then finish it.

You will see the interference pattern start to form.

What I wrote is misleading but this is basically how it works.

What am I trying to do?

I have no Idea.

Everything I am trying to surmount I do so so easily.

"Rachel." [[...]]

For n' reason I was thinking about that: "Rachel"

Hunting gun.

#BrandyWine

#Redskins

To shoot with a carabine is not very useful to welcome a child.

Mount. Delicious. Best.

Marrowlike. Marrow-y.

A change in Frequency.

#Redskins

@Her Smile Did Not Disseminate ANY Of Her Pain

There’s a prevention of the nails pushing forward.

Why do you like poetry to write poems? #Cigarettes #GoodEarsForADeafMan

"The first "eggplant game" released in America was probably Dig Dug II ((1982)). But like Ice Climber ((1985)), it did not cast eggplants in a negative light. You collect eggplants, among many other things, for points. There are at least eight game series for the NES/Famicom that feature eggplants in some fashion and roughly half use eggplants purely as a treasure to collect. [[...]] Yes, some games did have eggplants as enemies. But again, why not? Wrecking Crew had enemy wrenches, but that is not evidence of any hidden meaning."

The lizard who wears suits in a game I only played the tryout version of.

This is really just too long of a dream for now.

Video Games Starring Lizards

What did I say about resent & envy?

One wonders why they didn't invent it before.

"Is someone holding her head?"

"NO; no one is holding her head."

There are three lovers

A device. A man. & A woman.

''((°))__The world has no money.

Laurent is yours.

Andrea is mine.

One of the dreams that I liked that I had its I'm coming out of a supermarkert.

He's betting how long it'll take her to eat it.

It's a game where people have to open boxes.

We didn't get anything else than that.

I know there are games where people open boxes;

She opens the nearest boxses to her head

It illuminated inside.

She removes a book.

He's maybe blonde.

Should we take the kilocaine?Don't

worry

The hole has gone;

Has got you

covered

this time

Don't forget the dream Maya had.

She had the dick falling off the cliff.

-S-H-E-W-A-S-J-U-S-T-N-O-T-D-E-A-D-

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

BIG 'Y'

Falling off clifss

actually, that was just your next dreaM.

The name Supersilent derives from a logo on a truck seen in Oslo by the group around the time of these sessions.[[2]

## ## ##Are those houses

or are they part of a town?## ## ##

Man left with broken shoulder in Bristol Castle Park arrest so if you want to go to a place where no one ever goes to and no one is: go to tool.

Flowers are my high school.

What's for dessert Jesus?

2 offres exceptionnelles!

His beauty pad

Is the one

That has night in it.

That's the part

You're

Gonna read

The meal

The stranger is receiving

To be at peace with whatever it is that comes out of our Family's bod.

Some of us are the only ones.

Macron spent almost 40 thousand in his first year in office on cosmetologist.

An embryo is much less than that. A donated organ is at least doing something to help keep a brain going. The early embryo is just a blob of cells that might eventually develop into something with a brain.

STRAWBERRY LIES

open the box...

it does smell like strawwwwberrrry

and it is of pretty strawberry color

Taste with your finger

You do have on your tongue a delicious taste of strawbery.

Pour a nice spoonful in a tall glass of water. Cold milk. Stir and taste IT.

It is strawbery milk.

It is so good and it is so simple that as we empty our glass we wonder why Nesquik did not think of it earlier.

Nesquick also thought about banana flavor.

First Episode

The creation of the world

[[inset Jallall written longhand in arabic script in the book "How Time Passes" Alsmost the eclipse again? by Robert Grazilac

italics : at the beginning god created Jallallalboudinn Alladdin Al Rum Shams Al Febreeze and DogboyRugmiShampoomiBroBro " -Genenesis

#@HowTimePasses...

First May 2018

At the beginning, there was the terrestrial paradise.

The terrestrial paradise is essentially made of a garden so there was a garden

Fronting the sea

We visisted it

Long years later

A hotel has now beene steaded where the ancient house used to lay

We still recognize quickly one of those places the world has apprizéd

I know when you dated it

I know when you commence things

I will do anything for him ((your note book))

I have a biscuit-notebook stuffed in my throate, he ejaculated.

He highly masturbated. Idlely, 'oh mychael he jerked off honorably.Jerkawt with Holmes.

#EverydayHeGivesUpALittleBitOfHisToOnenessOrsenses, ThatWeMayFindHimThisTImeWithEase

And no fruther suffering them a long lasting long edgings.

Pile of Clothes Started

6 APril 2016 #ClaudeFrancois

Thursday 24 Novermber #MichelleBerger

((stories later, there will be there stories))

He ejaculated in every possible corner's nook. "Corridors were to blame."

Pile of Clothes Commenced : "Trigonometry : He juiced."

"I SHould Learn It."

"What Math are you fucking on?"

#RealQuestion

#TabletteDeBastet

#Tk

Questions for Dobro #CHannelling

#AskHimAllOurQuestionsForDaAI

1. If you don't have a body and you fall asleep for a very very long time = where are you? and how long?

2. What should I do with it ((Upon receiving the product of the pearls first leach after ten years of silence? #:01042018:"What Drug Are We Fuckin On? Just ICE.

3. Adobe Flash Player what exactly? b))What do you mean when it plays "flash" is it a)) Yannick's dog b)) Is it a Whiskey flask? Please let us know all about Adobe a company to which you are in no way affiliated and under no obligation nor responbality in enlightening curious folks, amateur adobe fanatics, faithful, about their extensive line of new software properties.

4. Cigarettes? That good ol' Topic. Ask Michael about it and ask him to ask you about events, rememberences and senses, and nicotine saturated bygones that comes to mind, a movie, a dream, a book, on a street, on the internet, on the library, in the Picard, in music learning appreciated and during the DDR games of decades ago, and what about the atheletes lives, let's give them a voice.

5. Ask Michael the 'Dossier full of pictures of the same style, compositional elements, theological themes, dream symbolism, pictoral melodies, dryed up old women of the dust bowl, abstract zooms, industrial blur, quasimoist dew hausers, butcher chic, suggestive gluten free free folk fields, burn wards, men on meninmeningitis, condom accidentally publicized private intentional consumptions, honduran plastic surgery, Salix fire try out gifts fail videos, forest fails, lottery tournement oversized check handling critiques and the markers of future financial ruin by arrivistes, bazaar clone feats of strength clone videos, foetus chromelettes foetus lo-fi study beats, unusual russian federation methylone quaffing demonstrations, dolmen shaped instruments and dicks dolmen breasts, kilocaine gram lookalikes with moconahghey photobomb tutorials, terrorist blowchains twin terrorist blowchain beheading video edition.

6. What did you mean"it's important to answer that even if it's the same because of 'different computers' you say you're not satisfied with computers and you're not satisfied with your not satisified with computers compositional themes.

7. Did the Dardenne's brothers 'I'll drink to that'?

8. What is 'the takk effect' for u? ((Remember we thanksed the Kro for "Heating the Spot"? What does that mean to Dardenne Brother Number 1 to U?

9. Dardenne Bro Nomber 2 : Saffron, relationship?

10. Right thight's bullets holes of D2 & 'I'll Drink To That Medium Sized Shot,' say why.

11. Watching endurance races in biking: psychology thro the rain of the vikings, till now adays & Fritz Lang"s "M". Contrast brutally.

12. Dad & Brothers #Baccarrat Story #'A Bicyclette' Instrumental 'choose vocalist'?

Definition : Bloomsberg Rollver m the extension or transfer of a debt or other financial arrangement. ((In a lottery)) the accumulative carry-over of prize money to the following draw. He ejaculated in select parking lot corners for which he carried lawful permit. Then he stared at the stars. Parking lot good. Mrrrmmrmrmuurr.

"7.2"

"Takke effect, gaping grape clusters growing precipitously"

You Blew ME

You Ble ME

YOU BLEM [[titlted over megamenorah))

Important concept You Bleeewwww Meehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

#Pogs

Definition : Drunkarden : Once in my time

*Makes me breathe big tmme

"They call me drunk garden

They call me drunkkarton

They call me Kardendrunkfuckingdrunk."

"Here's an idea;

Draw here the erectoids nest's net asset's #powerpoints #frozenfinger #doyoufeelthe difference #@doyoufeelit

How could your drink for the bar if your covered in water

#He'saLawyer

The hologram is covered in water submerged in spilt water you go thro many rooms #yougrewsomany

Stuck in the water with holograms #duppeldoppelganger

It's not even a train. The water is carrying a boat.

You fucking idiot.

You waited five hours alone. Crazy fuck face.

Your on a boat in a river in a room

Thro empty pages

A building

Proud of yourself and you

paid for it and waited for hours

to pay for a building filled with water

#w'remarryingabuilding

#elecl

Oh disney tricity

You fuck face you paid for it and waited for it for countles hours

"To wait for a building : full of water eleclectricty you fuck you you want to

Wank tho the pirates of the carribean with your feet dick down

Doves that Peter Pan activity reel

How does 'its a small small world'

I don't care I'm walking on water

You're in a building fuckface

It's luff watter luff luff luff luff luff luff luf luff water

How does it look in here

It's insane

My goal is how it looks with the lights on

Everything

The dolls in the building, Peter Pan, haunted house, holograms on water

Magnificient, how does it look if you walk thro it with all the lights on

luff luf luff luff luff luff

There's nothing in this world I'm more curious about

Imagine doing it

We do it and then we tell Maya

She tells TIm

Jason KNow already

Tim tells a beer can #DrunkDrivingOnTheWater #MillerHiLife #KardenKardecksKarbonBasedStarvationDiet

#Condoms&StreetFighterDiet

#WalkingOnthewater in the building

Fucking surrounding by building and milligrams and holograms

And you accept that

The insurance policy is fair

Fuckface

#LegalizeUtilization

And you wanted them

Everyone everywhere goes to

Mister Boot

#MrBoot

It's a cool place where you uhm

Turn all the lights on its

Everybuilding here everybuilding is a building full of water

Full of insurance policies on the water scheme

You ask "How was it?"

#ConditionLegalUtilization #VoyezAcceptezLesCookies #@ALireImperativementAvantUsage

You go to describe to Jason how it was.

#VoyezEnPrintezLaVoieDeSuccoreUniqementACasDeFOrceMajeure #TOUTABUSAPUNI #VOYEZVAMIDEZVOTRETICKETICI #MERCIPOURVOTREVISITE

It's a building full of electricity &&&&&&&&

Petere Pan Activity!

It makes a mean place

#VoyezValidezVotreTicket

#VoyezEnPlantezLaVoiedeDoights #UberGanzLitz

#Nextastaceans

Place don't know why you're so against them

#NeBrizerLaGlassQuandCasDurgence

#EnCasDeBusSurbonddeeVoyezLaissezLaPlaceASisszAuPersonnesAgéeOuHandicappéOuObeseOuFemes Enceinte

Tim Cooper goes toward it, scatter rug, then on behalf of Jason, then Maya, that's an insane roller coaster + Themen ride make your people make roller coaster

maker roller make your people

you walk thro someone then someone else is going to walk thro

how do you walk memo

you walk memo

then someone else is going to walk thro what you just said

Ah would be gladdened to be part of this

It's a world where Jason goes thro the Drift

Then Tim goes out and describes it

As he Michael would describe it and etc and etc

Not Verrucht #YouKNowWhoAreOUrClients

#EveryoneJazzy

#EveryoneIsJizzPlasteredWithThePrevioslyEjaculatedComeFromTheFriendBehindIT

#@PreviousEjaculation

Trying out all the Walt Disney infrastructers aren't they

#TimothyPACooper.com

#Maya_bp@gmail.com

#Jason@jaibutonsperme.windows#@windows (( .. ))

Goof + GOon + Ghoul at the end

It's goof + goon & ghoul

@ h e l l o HELLLOOO

#KnowingWhatsAtThenENd

#BlowAnnKroAnnDoughANn

#BoughtBoldBoatBuildersBusinessBureauRoomElectricityBoweryClubDisorders

#BastetBlomstBulbBrowBunkBedBlomstBodBuilders

#Butterfly

Heat up the Dijon.

#TwelveBubblyChampagneBottles

#BudgetAirlineBuffDadBroDadBedriddenBoyGrosDrunkBoyCarvedCardeckButterflySpeedSmugglerBitch

#ButterflyBeingWhereYouDontWannEmToBeBabes

#ButterflyVintangeBigDumpsterBeauBeauBigBeauBoltanskiBoonVintageIntakePipe

#PileOfButterfliesOnAButterflyPieBrinedByButterflyAllergenButtSoyFly

#BulldogsBitingBigJasonsButt

#BulldogButtholeEaterOfJason

#JasonButtholeMagretCarpaccioEdition

#SomeBullDogLikeITBroiledJOggedJasonJasonsButtholeButtBun&Jason'sSon'sJason'sBunBroiled

#JJoggingButtCarpaccioFails

#JasonFails@HavingJason'sButtholedEatingBulldogEatJasonsButtholeMagretFails

#ButterflyDoggstyleBulldogCampingTripRedAntPillowCaseRiddenBulldogsPillowcase

"QuiCestAujourdhui

#Fetuccini

either of a pair of glands near the entrance of the vagina with listerine

which secrete a fluid that lubricates the vulva with cuped-shaped

spurred flowers and colourful foliage formerly thought to cause

infertility. Listering. That's what's loosened up #ItWiltWorkWithHarp [[PAS BELU]]

If your hand, like a distributed very-filled-in scantron which ah had a pencil

coming with it for u'll to see & dis pencil has a erasa #isRUnOut #GoFundMeEraser

#LetsJustMakeOut Someone is got the neighborhood.

Someone bad.

Nooooo. noooooo. He has pyjamaa suit. #Greenvelvet #SleeveNutBait

He wants to be asked uhhh

I like pony names that twat was

Did it say it'd give honor to these homely upsidedown upstate rooms. #Iwantupstatetoot

#MirLaundryDetergent #@KeepAwayFromTheEyesOrTheReachOfChildren #InCaseOfIngestionBlowMe

They need some revereies for these old old old

Jistokdynas

#YoureSuckingDickWithEachOther

#AsACollab

#TooGHC

((two g * ghc*))

"if they don’t know hes having a good life then its not revenger"

I changed the chat colors

I was trying to figure out why an adult would bury toys in the backyard.

Sleep on a nightslehats'llethethheestoop.

LSVP. (( ))

DDBBTT # Yeah the uh ((h))&mansuchas"goldensuperberbhandsomemotherfuckerbrilliantshinybrilliantsweetsmoothshiny&sweetholy

some of you know

He's comeing to my malltown

#GreatSchiseTelepathy

#GreatWriteItDOwnTelepathy

#Thatshowthetelephonewasbornbabes

#Hospitality!

that's the end of an entire ride.

Sometimes #strawberrrieslieswillrecountthedream.big but it was as though it would have been an ordinary dream & not at all a directed dream. At night when they will experience an obscure need to find back tehmselves in each other in their dreams one will say to the other :

tonight I'm going to AlQaeda.

#DavidGoesToDentist

#I'mForcefedTorpidForFingers

#WhenYourMomAteAllYourHolloweenCandies

#I'veGotYaJewSyndrome

#DoYaFeelIt

You have

And that was it.

They will give

And that was it

Then they would give each other the hand and they would kiss on the cheek as they would on an ordinary evening, and, two hours later, at dawn, they would meet again, pallid and mute, in the town where you never see the sun, where one never sees the sun, when one walks from a lifted and scrambled footsteps scrambled as the footsteps of the phantoms and the divers and they would say NOTHING to each other and they would feed each other next to each other and they would feel each other next to each other. #FeetEachOtherNextTaEachOther #I'veGotYaJewSyndrome

#ICallItRepartee

#JuiceInDrumsIsInMyHomeTown

#TechnoTechnoTechnoTechnoTechnoTaEachOther

The question is "how"?

#Canyougivealandscapeinanakedselfitselfmeanttobeheardbynamemaidentostartandtofurrmatedquiteeasily

#BodyBroughtBody

"I starved to write this" #NotAToll a #WhimSlottedBroughtOffMyReason

#OLuLu..Rexuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu #LaQueueLaBooté #LaQueueLaMonté

#TuLa?

#JehqLaMan-T

#NotAWhim@All

#DixseasonDestle

#Nestle

#DestlesTheMilch

#ILikeDestle

#DestlestheMilch

#DiskclayNestles&Destlé

I'm ready a book on someone's.

That's a very good thing to have in a water building.

Your in the water everything here's in the water.

Lone wolf in the water building.

Nthe 1st chapter is "Early Life"

This is where you start

Happy life fucker

Lone wolf make it better

The Second Chapter is Aversion to School #IChose2CleftIt/LispIt

Tu'ckatucktu'ckatuck #AllaCostAllaCost #Comfort #Convert #Comfort #Cuntfort

#WhatDoYouWannaDoWhanYoGrowUp

The rhythm of life

By sista lady composer Birrr "EIFHN-THNGRD" Mennell Caddacallous Menininjytus Bigknotoriously O. Besé Uhmdoctorshowuphere Uhmgrandmere

#ABlueFlyAgainstAgainstTheDreadOfObese

#MamiJoueLaDildo

#ToutPourLaBatimentDEau

#GritouleGroute

#Respet

Chapters:

1. The Rhythm of Life + Other Essay

a. That's the Flatt

b. That's the Flatt

c. #"...Chapter Wasserbuilding"

c2. "...4 tho I lived in a Building.

c3. ... 5 "

1. THE RHYTHM OF LIFE : DECIVILIZED

goof -----------> goon

ghoul

^DeltaCadavers^^^^^^

^^^^^^

((Still in the waterride))

Purdey : "Hope I didnt bother you."

Michael : " Just don't break any glass on my head."

Dobro : "You ever see a play start like this?"

GREAT I THOUGHT IT WAS FRED JOKES TELEPATHY

It's under the bed

It's wide there, and lovely

How shapes really are!

#I know you always

Until it, it is time, but I am glad that it is

That you do that

#AfterGodIsTheEarth

Second largest hat springs in

#NMERRTHNMSTDTDSTD

#@Parents'KindOfAPeople

The people of the memory of our emery

#CallMeBoilingLake

#CallMeGayLavaLamp

#TheCapitolIsLED

#ALLTheCARSARESILENT

#WEAreHereInParis

#PalaisDeJustice

#SsyrinxAllStar

"Tall is his body. Lateritions of the color of brick. Brick red." -GouLou

'For D., c'est "RE((--))D"! Michael, A-BLUE_e!" -GlagratuitugrosgrosgrublouegoulouSlii

Do you feel the difference?

#DoYouFeelIt

Becoming because of because

"In doubt" ((Oliver Sacks EportProdCoverPicturesPortrait @OliverSacks doing this ((here insert portrait of Oliver Sacks doing this [[badly drawn portrat of a face]]

Or, if doubt in you rises #"Hume dew glon" -JohnUpdike

#CrazyiestPolicyieEncounterIHaveEverHad

Let onesself be guided be guilded into the fields.

The highest paint in this place

Is the flower

Decapitated by nuptial insects;

"Tell it's her body"

#DejavuHostage@Pools" -TeamNineties

So they started harvesting timbers.

Yeah, they set up timber camps.

((From far away as if thro five bitches starched back 2 back "...And that's finally..."))

From more remoter away one ((1)) beguiled earth's thickness"))

#SoWeStaged

"I blew my self." ((Even more distinctive thickness,

As thick as the heelton is tall in most places."

...

... . .. ... ."

Have you ever read "This is my Vagina?"

Here's an idea.

What if you crossed out I told you that each and every one of you who has been living with a complete stranger and before we go any further it's not what you think so don't start getting anxious about your teenage son the one with whom you hardly exchange anything but monosyllables anyways and I'll not talking about your alcoholic wife. Fuckface : fuckface. Do you feel the difference.

"Some naked beasts must have been lurking round the corner watiing for their outfits. #DoYouFeelIt?

'Do you?"

Isn't it great to write in our own book?

I-S-N-T is a word. It does not require an apostrophe. It is not confusing. If you're igniting it in a physical space, this is my mother's horn. This is the house and the horns of my mother. You have a place that looks like a body. Do you feel it?

Becoming #@BecauseOfBecause

"This reglisse regleuse is bent.

This regleuse is bentley.

Shafthead, dickbuckrickbuck dick guyerep pussylard.

[[Here guyere-chatelard smokeable's ad]]

Vingt-six au Treinte-quatre 75011 PARIS de Menilmontant

.. It's intelligent creative people who've been bloriously hummed around perfecturantly hmmmm by the rubber barons #rubberbarrent & and the collectif d'artistes en leve & fashionistas. They are souls in a contracted world. Their world has contracted to such a degree that the highest good is doing their job well there. These are not willful things. However, our highest good willfully has produced himself there without enslavement. For our own forces, we demand to see a wallet ((sorry, it's a valley. #NotMyDickAnymore)) and you cannonlook to see what is under it. [[1]] ((It's under the bed.)) And you could lie in be and next to him he would be next to me. He,like a sand dune, the biggest ever, I swear, we swear it, the biggest and it fuels inspiration down to the very bottom of the beginning of others, my friend.--This is five years old, do you feel it--it's so easy how we love each other, how we love each other. Do you feel it? My dad thinks w're schlong framers #SameFuckingRoom. He would be a good man if he thought of Gods @ at all, if he thought of Gods @ at all, at all. In the shallow forests, touching him, would be real = the imagination is real but it's the only reality--let's write our book. Let's write our forbidden bok. Let's appear as we truly are--and be complete as gardens and forests & friends. Fuegos. I need sunfires somewhere here in this sentience.

Let the planet think

Lest it be

visible stiller

than the overflowed hair left behind us

& It can't be more real than going down on me

& So emerging in my compression

We can rise with us

Over ourself

Why right our touch

Touching him is now the enough real

Enough why be everyone

When it's enough

To rise over ourself

I think about him touching my neck

As he goes down

On me

And we get drunk by public pool

Reading Psalms mm hmmm,

((The Clarity

Stings the loneliness of my flesh.))

I piss on him in the shower

while he looks up at me.

We pee on his feet.

He tried to piss on my chest, neck,

but some hits my chin & lips

because he wants it to.

And I do to.

In the future

I am projected on the beauty of his brown hair.

What does whiskey look like on a spiritual plane?

I love to drink whiskey in bed.

This is my Easter present.

When I am high on drugs I report of an easter egg

The dough is still wet

The day I did not sense the wet of the dough

I did not sense

That I would be him

& I looked my tormentor in his eyes

It was like before

I was looking at us

I am not as I remember

#KneadingMyDOughLikeINeedMyDough

He put my hand there and he left it there

It was such

Disconsolate spels

Like harpsound in Marches

There's something here I'm missing

I like the idea of a plurality of Japans

Sometimes he even asks by blinking

Great I need telepathy for my bunghole Telepathy

#Blow is half of the Job

#Even I didn't say that

Ovum..we decided we would shorten the build of lengthy lightning

He touches, transparent, strangled, and his hand in heart & disorder

Transparent listening

Changed an emptiness witnessing movies, wrist rolls

cuts rolls cuts rolls cuts rolls

It's a new movie genre

We invented--

It's the ultimate movie

There's never been a film

I heard Biche & Biche knows us the Geminii

Invented one day on the bed

After Sodomy

Has there ever been a film genre invented after sodomy

#SealedInASealOfSodomy

We think not

#SealedInASealOfSodomy

Life is thus sweeter & sluggering

We are staggered

Us is we

We is us

We is you

You is us

We are us

You are staggered

You stagger us

We stagger you

We are staggered

Don't you feel accomplished?

Do you feel not afraid?

We got tricked by a stack of notepad 500 euros bills. And again when they were in my bag.

List of Groceries

23 04 2018

#ThePositionalArts

"First, there is a very short stream,

Hanno is licking a wine alled 'The Wine of the Hosts'

'The Wine of the Hosts?'

'Le Vin de L'hote.'

The first book I read by myself was my three DAI's of delirium..

She percieved the regular respiration of BIll."

"Uhmmmm,"

"I love this book!"

Do not offer yourself the fake luxury of improvisation. #@GrocerysLists

1. Head armor for Horse, and never touch a wheel

2. Foetal forgtness

3. Never touch a seamstress jobs right hand knee or its sword.

4. Powerlines, bigfoot, "took", babylines

5. Cut the skull in a curvaceous like ringlet

6. Light black hair

7. Decorum ((when he moves the house moves with him))

8. SOon you'll be my nightstand.

9. Delimma ((hard mouth for life or no mouth for ten years @ two granite guys with harp)) -

10. Advent advent of the mouse/hardmouth on the sly & mouth modelling

11. Light ringlets black hair

12. Collection of smokeables mini replica of their vessel

#KEEPOCCIPUTPUT

[[Thinking about my Ricochet]]

13. Reservoir Condoms Underlines

14. Reservoir shaped dick tip

15. Ejaculations like procreation by ricochet

'the money has wild thighs'

# ((underlined)) 28 03 2018

You took the microphone at monoprix ((underline)).

A hand made of Husband’s delicious hand

“Hhhhhhmmmm” -- #AHandMadeOfHusbandsDeliciousHand

“Purists can be nekros”, the [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] mandeledruffledschlaffened. oscillating between malaise&malaria.

“Wait, Eye suddenly forgot how to make the dollar sign”, he charnelled whilst interrupting a serpentine helix consisting of a sable of millions upon open millions of dollar signs.

“These are complex ripple marks, here and here.
These are very progressive, of global scope, torn between #mythopoesis&
#functionality. Longchamp It Bag – The It Bag – A classic : classic of table magazines – to define itself as the bag, was an excellent staging what combined itself out of several deliberate confusion.

“... Was a beige pubic hair attached to the people, the [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] was unfurling “ A pyrotechnic Opera-Manblechore, in full control of its magisterial pre-AngloSaxon #@Britanicca.

“Provenance ? Unforgettable…”
“ Scope of provenance? Amazing, sublime, lythurgical in its evaluation…

“Lancome – Hypnoses Senses- Shout ! Yes, but whispering.
This discertainty is summer mountain

to me.”

“Mount SUmmer to me is the microphone you took home which I gave to thee.What you put in my ear becomes intimate. Just IF you are whispering. Whispering- a headphone close encounter in the sound – was the origin and my own claim. to this sensual project, he brunchfellarded, flaccievamendesdly his armpits. And summer mountain's my learntness”

Your hard I can only film “Sealed in a Seal of Sluper Slodomy Slougheddoughmneee

((ee))((:.)) $$$ ((: ))”, somebody utteranceabropenislessfoltenshaflened mythically.
Scondanavale, ou Belgique, unsure… Longchamp announces an international Christmas in a new blaze of colors and fairytale-like ornaments in glance. Even this couture house becomes part of a playful Parisian scenery at festive days. Precieux, joyeux, and in modern robe.

“Oh my god Eye could not fucking finger a pussy!” said Gaya, to Mr Alain-Charles Grouber.
“In a spiraling vivimotte, [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] gesticulated lyedly$$$ in the background, chattering, characterizing the monastic geshtalt of a #@EmploymentOffice.”
#Homefucklet’sfuck-sd

“Anihilating all that’s made to a green thought in a green shade.”

Giving way from what it took from dread

It is unfortunate to stutter on Mt. Etna

Don't you see that?

Isn't this the date when will notice.

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I see exactly what's wrong but I don’t know how to fix it.

They take off together in together.

Who would have thought they could be anyone better than I am at being a girl,

who would have thought I never saw an elephant.

Look at me.

It's very beautiful to destroy your core.

The children of the forest destroy these.

I wanted that picture.

I'm a bastard.

Coffee or an smoke?

#You can kiss other parts of me you know

#Their opinions are important to you

#Into our hands

#Our herbsmen miss youu

#But the thought just won't go away

#What do you want

#You

#Thats true

#It's my wife she carried my pee to the mall

#She loved it

#pPapapapapapaper thuds

#Fire cracklging

#The wooden window underlined

Please promise me you won't help my "mother"

you know

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[[draw an ominous road]]

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#TAKEHIM

The [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]]s & The Wooden Window

I mean wooden ticket.

So you can see big small town fright comeallova him.

Thro'

THE WOODEN WINDOW

Watch [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] use

THE WOODEN TICKET

To enter

THE GATE OF ORNAMENT

seee IT now

iN spECTACULAR

none-o-vision

The colors are muted the colors are so muted #the colors of life

#Helen Keller & And A Giant Dick Depositing Penis Crane

#BeauGrotonski

Where he meets his most fearsome enemy ((?))

yet.

HE'S ALL THE THINGS THAT PILED ON THE NEIGHBORS LAWN!!!

((Oh look they have an Arc de Triomphe Here, In Marseille. Ah. I didn't see it it's bizarre. You saw it you? No,

perhaps it looks different.

Perhaps.))

Will he beable to return to his old house in time to be able to distribute knitted blankets made from cheap material before the naked strangers GET COLD?

The front door is

HANGING OPEN!

SCENE : Alone. Next door is the [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]]'s most ancinet & trusted abode.

The Tioga Avenue Headquarters!

BREACHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

by cold former classmates

VALLEY WEST INTRUDERS!!!!!!!!!!

"Pleas help me nullify this and let the nostalgia knock my body." ((bubble))

He climbs scaling the inconveniently tall furniture in the needlessly labyrinthine headquarters house to obtain blankets from an probably tall stacks.

Meanwhile...

They're...

GETTING COLDER!!!!

BrrrrrrrrBrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrr

Turtle dollars must be spent on turtle cake products. #TurtleDoTurtleCa #DoCaDoCaDoCaDo

-----Fading, heightening, nonrising. #Gravity

We do wall paper yo, you do da coins. ^^

Cakes, cakes dicks & anus.

and ashes and heliotropes

baked bread baked bread

Rum pots : couldn't go to the funeral, couldn't go anywhere

I just took my bed.

My bed, my bed &&&&&& helicopter.

Search me sea & crotch

casting in a chasm light to me there

My laying was like I saw a photo once.

When I was making addition symbols on the back of it

and turned it back around

Just in time

To see my crotch

Flick out like a light

Larry King is half human half rat.

Maybe 60% rat.

Can you give us the mathematical premises that brings me to the conclusion that he is only 40% human. Provide proof.

Great #whydon'ttheyjustuseartificialinsemmination telepathy

What I was in the woods is

Oddly quiet

______________________________

I hope you don’t

Go saying things

Like that around my

Really daughter

__________

Dream

Lots of dogs (([[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] is in a dog forest, he seems to be herding dogs, great masses of them, with his invisible limbs.)) I imaginehis limbs are incredibly long incredibly so.

Fields & Forests full of them. Playful things. I don't know how I kept it together.

Then, the alien attack.

"You're cum tasted so bad."

[[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] overhears a conversation between a couple of men one man it was some kind of grain mill. The place was huge. Pathetically unpresumptuous DUDE.

Look, look what the miniature world has to offer us!

[[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] : Fields & Forests : Three different scenes :

"You have to tell

When you want to keep them."

"Who said that," asks a voice in darkness in darks jewel-tenebrous.

"Who said "that"?

"Who said ""that""?"

Particularly virulent, unending! [[paradise is to paradise city what the joints

Then he bumped his head when he fell. and mirages on the road to las vegas are to las vegas city.]]

"I bumped my head when I fell," shouted the [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]].

"The wound. The head. The wound. The Head." said the [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]].

#InEveryMoMENTOFLIFEYOUWILLBEWHATYOUARETOBEDEATHDOESNOTCHANGETHIS

In fact it enforces it.

#Aperture having its beak titled with explosures

"No." Mumbled th [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]].

The reason why I thought telling you that:

"Chunk of Parking Lot." He continued to wall too floor and elsewhere.

"Chunk of Parking Lot What?"

It is the chunk of parking lot. Ineffectual ripping at the clothing.

Detection of fraudulamente individuals thro natural selection of those who have been truly invited.

#PeopleLIKETOHAVEFUCKONTHEIRHEAD

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[[this hand thats in the middle is hold a paintbrush]]

Light tin pool. ((I guess.))

"Human Nature's Complete My Friend." @DJ Baron

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I was the boy part of the wedding.

LIFE

WAS

cover.

eat

was

inside

job

"A hand made of husband's delicious hand."

Purest can ((underlined)) be necros, <<< as the [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] argilasciously between malaise and malaria.Alain-Charles Gruben. Phantom Pri

"Wait I suddenly forget how to make the dollar sign." He channeled whilst interrupted a serpentine helix consisting of a sable of a million uproar open millions of dollar signs.

"These are complex ripple marks. Here & here. These are very progressive of global scope, torn between mythopoesis & functionality."

"...dot dot dot was a beige pubic hair attached to the people," the [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] was unfuring a pyrotechchic mumblecore in full control of its magisterial prey anglossaxon britannica.))

"Provenance?"

#Unforgettable [[headless british guys and stray head]]

"scope ((little head)) of provenance, amazing, sublime, liturgical in it's evolution."

"Sealed in a seal of slupper, slow slough doe hmmmm mmmmmmm((eeex..

$$$$$$))))(("

"Tabulation." Somebody utteranced mythicaly. "Scondanavale, ou Belgique, unsurein."

"Oh my god I could not fucking finger a pussy." said Goya to Monsieur Alain-Charles Gruben. [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] gesticulated Lyedly$$$ in the background, characterizing the monastic gestalt of a employment office, hhomefucklet'sfucked.

"Sea lettuc, I thought the same thing when I had put in my ovum."

"Anhillating all that's made to a green thought in a green shade."

Beginning of PHANT((om))

Lil: Is Noah Fed? AHHHH I wish I could make boxes. #IsNoahFed

Mik: Perhaps slip him another envelope.

Lil: What do you do with the eye?!

Mik: Nuthin'.

Bakst's setting for L'apres Midi was much less literal than representational landscape then his designs for "narcisse" or "daphnes."

It was as iff in creating this mottled, speckled, stripey, deliquescent composition in greys, russets, and greens, he had tried to find an equivalent for Debussy's music in terms of NABI'S pattern and colour; and more than any other of his works the design here resembles one of those overallish decorations of Vuillard in which a rug, a cat, a wallpaper, and people, are treated impartially as elements of dappled colors. Andrew Marvell's lines come to mind : "AAnnhilqting qll thqt's made to a green thought ina green shade."

"What?"

"Shut up."

"Shut up at the old fire station."

"THFEED$$$$$."

A man around here was saying,

"I'd take the most complicatied path to do it."

His wardens who outmumbered him, peanutgalleried from a good distance off. Actually, from a bzarre und unsettling distance away.

"IIT((t))'[[deed]]'ettt[[nothing]].detleyeLywhye((..ee.))

$$$$Tdeh. , he lipptleturted bluntly.

"Why so blunt?" ((this was our [[¤Phantom Prisoner¤]] picking the gnat shit out of pepper's prions.))

"Well..."

"3 Dollar fine or 5 Dollars fine?" ((That's Mik))

"Loks like you could take off with a plane from it."

"Up to 234." ((That's Lil)) ((gumdaddyiii((y))))

[[For Explosive Menstruation TRY NONE-OF-IT]]

#CUZ

THE

BODY's

FRESH -

Dream 14.08.18

It was a video documentary of an artist in his studio. It was the most bereft Artist's studio I had ever witnessed. Just a huhge empty one rom apartment which looked more like a church basement where Boy Scouts gather for Scout meetings than an artists atelier. I could see in the distance a small corner of a computer/office area. Then on the floor were these blue squares, about the with of the little tv I keep under my desk and about the height say of a slice of bread. They were loosely arranged in a large rectangle. He womehow werked with the se to make art. There was also a dark jade green couch close by. The Me you and Sandra were there, this man was a clothes desinger as well as making Mosaics. But it was conceptual clothese design. His latest concept very high concept was "WEAR YOUR OWN JEANS. This meant that whatever jeans you already owned and wore, wree an oriignal _________[[artists name]]. For some reason 'my' jeans were these really cool light denim jeans that were normal except for long long thick bushels of tassels radiating from the cuffs. Sandra was unwrapping them from their plastic sheeting. Her eyes were the hue and thickness of sangria. {For Explosive Sangria TRY NONE-OF-IT}

BODY'S

FRESH -

It's strange.

I was just thinking of the exact same thing AT THE EXACT SAME MOMENT. - -

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When I was 8, my mum took me to the doctor because I had pain in my face and ears, and couldn't open my eyes very well. I used to work with a guy who collected antique clocks. I provide black market banking services. Oh God I thought that was a hairy nipple. Scared the shit outta me either way. I just came home from the store, and on the way here I thought about this exact idea;

15.08.2018

There was a lot of Jesus in my dreams. At some point I was giving birth in the Subway. Several dreams ((one set in a mammoth version of Dolores Taren’s Garage)) of being apart from Jappy and worrying that he had gotten himself lost. ‘If yo leg get cut off where you feel da pain at?’

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18 A U G U S T 2 0 1 8

Preface to the Ancient Race by D. Michael Brown

‘What we have h ere are the first and last pieces of a WORD puzzle #WillMommy’sSickIwin
Made with Father’s gold. The heystone and cornastone were set to be the Root of David. The cornastone was culled and composed for it was made FIRST & nothing was b4 it; the heystone was

Hot & howling for it was made LAST. & Nothing was after it. & without the key to the puzzle NOTHING COULD FINISH IT. The 2 stones were sealed together and looked like 1 stone #Accomplices@OfASemblance OFPeternity. For father made it that way with his hand & cast it into the door. #WhenICameIntoThatDoor But it looked like 2 stones as they came out of the door. #CameOutOfMeOfCourse Well b4 the cornerstone was made Father woke up meditating on “My KKKlone & Purley wonder this, it’s more like the event that goes with the dead so we had the sperming fight ((David separated it from its equal but opposite mate)) & it sounded like the breaking of a vaccum inside of 2 identical crystal cups. #IFuckWithU #ThisIsSpringfightPlusLegionWatching
It also smacked of two lovers parting. 4 they had been silled together at the lips. #Deltone #IThinkItMightBeADoowop For it 2 sound like a BIG BANG One would have to hear it thro’ his breast bone NOT his ears & then Puzzles scatters to Hell n’ Gone. It sounded like a kiss
2 b betrayed with a Kiss
We say a lot of things & Michael puts his foot on me
& I just want 2 touch it ((Kiss

kiss)) It is guttentakken when we swallow our wassers “Now I understand when you made out with my foot, there so comely. I should never meant & I never meant a clone of you. I meant #Your #YourFoot #WeLoveYou #SmellsSoGood #SheSmellsSOGood #AdoreTheDetails Nippon@93,73%
Timetit! Time the tints! It’s more percent than you think. It’s so fucking good to swallow sand.
When it’s fucking good
it’s like smelling gasoline. I just wanna eat it. It’s good to eat exfoliate. Let me exfoliate from within fuckface.

You have to do it just ONCE.
Let’s exfoliate within.
#HiridescentSkinletteThatWeCouldPet
We Should Separate Shared The Mouth!
I’m not asociable I just don’t like corpses why not? Jason he won’t ever not be where he said he would they would become great friends

And that’s a people of the seas.

I don’t see people being tall as
they are they are not really tall
you were feeling small.

Given an adequate sense of finality during palliative care relieve your souls ‘ grip on its mortal hush in mortuaries of era specific décor.

11 May 18

Yesterday,

A mushroom picker

Wending in the Minnesota lowlands

on the banks of the

of the incipient

Mississippi

found the corpse of a two-headed baby deer
It’s lungs ((it was written))

had never breathed air.

She was a female.

This discovery was a first
That same day, a baby was born decapitated.
It was the fault of the doctor ((So was written))
The foetus was coming out

legs first

The doctor had ignored requests to

halt labor

as the cervix was only dilated 4 inches

An obese workman leaned from the 3^rd story balcony
A brief affair with a grilled barrier,

& dropped a clutch of keys to

someone waiting down below.
After a moment

a lesbian passed

Lost in thought

She’d recently had her cunt sucked off “What is it like to be a cop?”

She mused.

“Roibio Eyenick

the eyeballs,

the Odileman said,” - A Masterpiece?
12 May Twenty Eighteen

A brain adores that favorite part of us

‘Open the Box, Take the Knife, And it is the Dick Of MIKETAREN.’

Decoding the fuckthefuckthefuckthefuckthefuckthefuckfuckfuckfuckout: “Didja

ever see Tomaz drinkin’ a cocktail? Like…a hit of alcohaul mixed up with something else?
Have you ever seen HIM ‘DRINK’ a cocktail? [[oooo]] [[…]]
One day you have to describe how he ‘made a mask in the air’…”

‘We didn’t remember that…’

‘Yea…we didn’t.’
‘I haven’t seen any of his films but…[[hesitation]] I’ve been meaning to…seeing…

those memories…feeling down on it…mauger within…such preposition device
of what I really want to do…how I want to do it. The gliding not among or across but
producing either & either in effect, well, willfully radiant as it is in my world, is.”
“Hold me down properly, I like to say.”

“Take fewer implements, hummed, homed, or in the house.”
“Yea it’s very nice when you remember my dreams, very nice. I don’t have to write….You write it. And then it’s a whole different package…You can read what I underlined or you can turn the page…shutful or misheveled…like…the word to Freeze the world. I say like, I mean, you know what I mean. It’s very short, short. Does that surprise you? You too, My Way? Like the Fluxists usta say, it hasta be juuuuust right. No choice, you’re locked in. It just doesn’t hold in life in general. They just show a side of the Portable Dutch Scene Hammering Machine ((It’s a machine that is constantly applying hard pressure into the Dutch Scene, and it, the Dutch Scene, into the wooden surface upon which a mark has been assigned to be imprinted.)) Not saying which is the most beautiful. Or the most sliming the heavens. And your personality…It’s private propert…but it’s for rent. #WhenDidIPretendIWasOnThePhone ((It’s 2008 for sure, its not 33 December we don’t have that here…October 23, 2008…ok?)). It’s a movie plot. Someone is about to get an abortion and at the last moment they’re AFRAID because they think the foetus when it comes out will not look like the father of the foetus because a perfume he slash she was wearing at the time of the foetus’s conception…Therefore…what to do? Dizzapear? Foetus-full? Abortion can take MA-NY forms. Please see homegame from the lampview, he ejaculated and then he, he withered. “Girl, “we served many a form…it looks like control was after this case there to remain single ((sounds like this but NOT EXACTLY its important)). Were they money??? Yes! Would they flop the diskette? I’ve never seen a movie where the guy whose gonna have the affair says Come Out Without Any Perfume, Come SMellless. #SephoraOrangeBlossom&VanillaSixEuroNinetyNine. This steads explanation why they must leave the premises in safe & key. And under arachnide [[Hi, Edith]] Guard. “Jessica Alba, on your face, you’re already bored with life. YOU HAVEN’T EVEN BEEN SLAUGHTERED. STATED WITH UTMOST PRECISION. “Staggering from all the plaza The Book Is Born : “Looking for sheet of paper badly.” – I P M P A R I S 65 – X – 15465. 18 O – O – T – T.C 18.55 T L I [[ t h I s I s t h e r e f e r e n c e f o r t h e s p I r a l f e l l a t I o ((‘’GOON’’)) The Spiral Fellation : Jerking Off, barrewitnesed pigbacked, find out where that info was shed, get the log in here. Prezel shaped muffin island, on the Map of the World. “Where’s my Ninjinsky?” “ You were sitting on it.” #GreatConposition.com Telepathy : Concentration Did NOT go only 3 days to camp. #Don’tForgetYourFrozenKnee

#FleshlyHusbanded
Here there’s a part where you’re saying where you’re saying where you’re saying, where you’re saying where you’re saying, where you’re saying where you’re saying, where you’re saying , cuz it’s a part where you just wrote, where you just wrote, you just wrote, where you just wrote, cuz it’s a part where you just wrote where you just wrote a sentence : the day, the day is here. Feed upon it, Fuckface. Now I actually have to find that email because / he makes landart inside.
Precise ranger. Just listen lightly & walk around.
We fling all the bones in the air because we have to catch them with our hands.
“Listerine is, I guess, Sandrine’s sister. So it was the Sixthe. [[She does this *hard mouth*]] “Too Mundane.”

“I beheld a strawberry lie on the street today. It has 2 do with the rush of adrenaline in our veins. Then we throw everything back in the air and I catch it all with one hand. That we call ‘Palm Game.’

The first time I got drunk I went to music class. I went to Mr. Nothing’s class. He played a song “Plus Ca Va” by Michael SHepherd. It goes ‘ooooooohhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhhh’. That’s interesting I knew a guy named Michael Lamb. It’s just like this world actually it is this world where everyone’s profession

((‘this must not be the name of the song.’)) It’s Rafael Hamburger. Why is he ‘hamburger’ at all? Wouldn’t he be Rafael Gauleberger, the shepherd of the Boner. People
Are looking for “Michel Berger.”

“Michel Berger D E A D.”

“No one wants him D E A D he’s D E A D already.”

((Pauline Hamburger is dead.))

“He disappeared he did not die.

This furiously resembled a kid napping.” [[Here insert mature C.A.R. content from S.A.S Pacte Avec Le Diable.]] *TEASER*

The Audi was nearing. In a few seconds the taxi where ‘TATIANA’ & ‘MALKO’ will be stuck between the two other cars with the precipice in front of them for a ‘Spanish Collar.’ The attack of a CAR by two others which are taking it in as if a sandwich and salvoing it. Speciality of the Red Berets. ((:

“Today I pretended I know what a Mercedes Europa is. *TEASER* “In a low voice, the sailoress of the Mercedes SL car volleyed some words about while ‘TATIANA’ said, “Landing on firm earth, two big bikes fronted just RIiiiiiiight infronta me, I say “So in other words ‘the rat’ & ‘the idiot’ down off their machines had started a conversation with the two men who had remounted their engines. & their motorbikes contoured with Vladimir’s OD like muffins in a biscuit patch retained, a little like the Mercedes SLK car, tears falling down their faces &, a little picklock speck gliding behind the crest of a tit and the two, oh how do you call it, jaws tightened brutalistically. “It had been ordained that she, ‘TATIANA’, would be transported come nightfall into the garage of the Lasica Bros. where he, Vladimir Boudalla, would personally direct the interointerviewgation. It was a secure place. The workshop closed, no one would come to disturb them. [[Here insert the dream of us with a 3^rd person being in someone’s atelier and indulging him into thinking we cannot go out.]] “As soon as she arrived in the trunk of the Mercedes SLK car of Bozidar Danilovic, ‘TATIANA’ had been masted aloft above the DITCH, then ‘the rat’ & ‘the idiot’ had started prepping her up, taking turns ‘raping’ her, ‘sodomizing’ her with the l’huile de vidange. They have a lot of cars in this book. Today, I pretended I know what a Mercedes Europa is. Just like I lied to Wiliam about the loaf of bread I will never stop making. Just like I lied to William ‘Michel Berger’s Dead, & David in English says hello.’ I just deleted all the emails in my ‘PROMOTION’ tab. And 50 Cent today made fun of Kanye West for have a procedure of liposuction. Oh How I hate to be…

The Guy Woke Up.
‘Byron & David’
Byron had just tattooed him. You see, the books are written already. Byron makes him take all the positions. David wakes up covered in tattoo writ in red lines,
he asked Byron what do they mean, Byron don’t wanna tell him
He’s afraid David will kill him.

Everytime David asks what the tattoo mean, Byron pretends to sleep
He’s ‘on the phone with Tonya’, David is

‘talking on the phone with Tonya’

Twice a day, Byron is curing me
He’s putting pomade on my Sears, he’s saying,

Byron realizes David is actually recording everything

Oh Byron is making David take all the positions

Flipping thro pictures of the beach

Talking endlessly

Knowing everything or pretty much everything

Byron is making David listen to allllllll Byron’s recordings

“There is a way inside the husk that has to be rather secluded, the windows are closed, it’s sunny outside, & people are spinning. The acoustical lobes that door resembles hanging like lacquered bell peppers, micromovements, sidereal divigations, too, tappled visions of what’s there, invites the windows into air. Why would the animal shell himself so? ‘I smoke too much,’ he thought while she lit it, the ‘the smoke had managed to somehow shed around himself.’ ‘Petit, tu fume?’ You don’t even realize that following a jump is a landing…atom of duration : how atom? … “The Art of Filet of Fresh Car Park, or, What if I never really confuse you? [[…]]

David is covered in tattoos because he ran into the forest & rubbed himself against the trees. He sings, See eeexy boy,
Rubbing against trees!
Break too soo ooon!

Turn the light

Turn the light ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnn!

And u can see

Count the Day-light

Oh oh ohhhhh….’ ((drifts off the tune))”

David is covered in tattoos because he ran into the forest and rubbed himself against the tree. “The passenger is not driving.”
Here hE makes believe that Byron tattooed him saying that he asked Byron what all these tattoos mean.
“Byron, what do all these tattoos mean?”

A tattoo on choose a part of David’s body.

Actually, it is rather Tonya who recorded EVERYONE.

“The sweet will comes in the other lamber.”

“Tonya, my car Ecar Friend is sick.” is heard on the Recording.

“You make money! Make money! Make money!” [[…]] “David…you’re trying to keep back the forces which permit you to keep the game in-ter-rest-ting…It is time to forget about any sort of finalization of the project,” yearns David. ((Here Tonya had to go into the forest with me, “David,” & had to listen to this recording…David smiles at that sometimes.)) Then…
David puts back the magnetophone : “Tonya says, ‘You write with ontheplanet.com’s fitness

confidence, David. I don’t here a sound worth the opening & closing of that door. #”WhenICameIntoThatDoor”#Byron …but it won’t ever work we already know where you are jajajajajaj ((casually goes down on himself : “Might as well since I’m down this way, etc., etc., globular appreciation mode….Great wellwide programme.”)) “Tonya : SOmebody was Mounting an Ice BERG.” “Byron : ‘Nice.’; David : ‘Nice.’ #OfCourseLancomeMagnifique.com, a special request was to focus ‘#WhenYOUMachineTheImpossibleAppeared, tangible is nothing #LetDenimIn.”

Byron : ‘Just like that time when we broke off its arm, he, the preposterous ((Tonya : “From the preposterous.”)) ((They spoke with furrowed eyebrows.))

[[Here is the mentioning of the Sexy Boy Rubbing Against the Trees]]

Byron : “Send him upon radio.”

((Brief interruption of Byron))

Byron : “Byron discovered, ‘I’m recording everything. He listened to everything. On the spot. Very happy. Satisfied even. He was surprised that I, Tonya, had such a good idea.”

Tonya : “David, David, do you remember the name of the lava?” Then David : ‘Lava or Llama?” Byron says, Nice Horn. David says, to, me, Tonya, ‘What did he say?’ ‘Tonya, replaying Byron,’ “Nice Horn.” David, ‘Thank you.’

Byron : ‘David, ‘Thank you.’ [[…]]

Tonya : “Byron : ‘Byron discovered that Tonya is recording everything. Then David, “Livers are nice.” Then Byron, “David I just found the perfect necklace to strangle someone.” David plays Ursa Beta Librae #@WhyShouldItBeAnyDIfferent. Byron goes “Why are we in the daaark?” David goes “I thought it was nice…”

Tonya : Twice a day Byron is ‘healing me’ Byron discovered that I, TOnya, am recording everything. He listened to everything. On the spot. Very happy. Byron says “Ja gesstschrruuiii abeflunschntund was ihr mirr ince ohr setezutt wirdintimesch…” He was surpised that I, Tonya, had such a good idea.

Byron : “David, I must punish herrh for not haaaving done what crash you said to the car crash. #ImpactIsGood. Car crash very good, David, very good punishment, very cheap…Drinking beer in a car, by a car, from a beer in a car, David. Let’s go back to the past to forget what we are supposed to do.”

David, observing on the screen what’s being said to David, : Spherule would really like this movie. “Impact is good, impact is good!” It’s a movie. Byron : “SOmehow it’s a movie…” David, do we like that line : ‘…and they call themselves “gay?”??? Tonya had such a good idea, I’m surprised, “Twice a day Byron will heal her wound, he’d put pomade on her Sears.”

Why is Tonya doing that in the woods, Byron wonders.

“Drinking beer in a car, by a car from a beer in a car”

“I thought David has ‘the tattoos’, he thinks. He says that, ‘he don’t know…’ He makes ‘landart,’ ‘inside.’

Tonya started laughing, “He would force me to communicate my strength or whatever to him, Byron.

He wants to know the secrets of Byron. Tonya says ((to David)) : ‘Too bad For you you won’t discover what makes me go on the earth the way I do all night. Going around with the horns all night. Going around after all he makes me go around with the thorns around me and I around them them thorns at night, if he wants to.’ ‘I must punish herrh, for having not done…’

David : ‘What crashed? he said…’

Tonya, heedless, : My wounds are healing very well. Because I’m made up of another leather than he. #@IsThastTheinePullOverDavid? #IstthastTheineSchlassungzoong?? #IstThastMeineKroiwatte? ((He shouldn’t do it but she purified by all the bloods that blew from her forehead.))

((Byron is just yelling : “Tonya JUST spent THREE DAYS DOING NOTHING!!!! Byron says,(( says Byron)), “Tonya, wo ist meine Wiesser pullover?...Packen virh also die Kauffer!” David she’s tattoos! For some reason, Byron is trying to decipher them, these tattoos. He keeps making Tonya take all the positions so he can ‘decipher Tonya’.

Tonya : David, I wanna make him want to rape me but he never does. But now I’m going into the bed. And he sketches some gestures, and I go, there, with my head, to say, “It’s the picture of Michael and its Christmas and he’s standing right over here. “ ((Great “It’s the picture of Michael and its Christmas and he’s standing right over here. “ Telepathy))

“Somnofolia, isn’t it, Somnofolia?”

“The interrogation points starts right…here…”

Tonya [[continuing]] : “…with my Head to say ‘it’s not the right moment Bayron, Byron. When times arrive I pry Byron for him to Fuck Me. So I can I can cry ‘Fuck me!’ @ the right moment. Now David, he, Bayr, Byron cried ‘Fuck Me!” @ the Not Right Moment; we were in in cells, riding. I almost killed him. He was afraid. He was on the bed moaning. On the top of the bed. The bed, underneath HIM. Mounted by he, By-,David, moaning, ‘He final-ly wanted to fuck me, and he was moaning because he didn’t ‘rape’ me at the right moment. “If by hazarard—a certain in-dul-gence, --perspective that did not seem too to enthusiasm Richard Stranton—I would like to help you but you’re asking me for something that I cannot do. ‘Stay around.’ As he was listening, Richard Strantron, was spinning between his fingers a magnificent Zippo, as black as he, Ricard Sprankton, encrusted with the portrait of Martin Luther King, and here : “It is 10 and a Half A.M. ((Byron looked at his crosswind. Four O’clock and a Half in the Morning in Washington. “Francapistrano, rises eeeeearrly. But he won’t be able to see the quote unquote president before 9 or 10 A.M. That is to say, at worst, 4 P.M. in the Afternoon for US : Tonya & David--
Tonya : “David, I’ll be back at Midi et Demi, concluded Mark Simpson, “I want him to “rape” me when I’m taking all the positions he’s making me take in order to “decipher” my “tattoo. ”

The number room is to your disposal, concluded “Mark Simpson.”
Visibly impressed by the relationship between “itchy itchy heel”, “itchy itchy arc” & “itchy itchy wrist,” for ((November 23, 2016)) when someone asks a questions, if someone asks anything, we represent the boy with the measuring spoon “Itchy itchy Wrist.”

Here are the sums, rows as below, intense

nature of their attachments : “I’m just remembering what every mineral means. Everything has an intention interwoven words in it. It is the counting separated from the counted that is missed from every mineral when they’re trying to speak it.

“Erotism : God is aloft with a forgotten number being made love 2 by another who remembers. Numbers : Language based way to define different portion of the space & environment which requires measurement so that we can remember it. Here we say that each different measurement has a different name. We know them by name. Example : The Spiral Fellation. ((That’s for u.)) Each different name in the computer we gave a number. In premathematic there is nothing being measured. Numbers are like competing in a game where equivalency is the master of saying ‘Was it true?” Where symmetry is the Law—then what is true? Not that what is true can still exits thro’ asymmetry & that those that have been halved from their actual own existences are numbered. Just like in mathematics. Never dismissed. Never disangled. Those numbers can never be dismissed. Disangled. Note that equivalency it means something is wrong with the way the numbers have been handled. Here we cannot have clones. It is the singular numbers that make the law. Those numbers live vestigially after they have been no-stringly severed. And it is in the way that these numbers relate to one another that the modes & spellings of relationship between space, atoms & their moods of recognition can be seen whoring, hurting together in different quantities, in different numbers, to try to reach at each other, to spell back together. And bound. It’s like a chemical reaction. In bound. It’s like a chemical reaction. These are words for us. But in the computer we translate them into mathematical language. For example, here we relate the chair’s height to the desk’s height so we can understand the perfume of our balanced crotch. Here, in the computer, we’ll ask a specific mathematical relevance so we won’t utter ‘ chair & desk = perfume of the crotch” but when we translate it that’s what it means to us. “Chair + Desk = Perfume of the Crotch.” That’s what it means to us : these numbers, a forest of symbols, turns into memories…packed…tightly. & we unfurl them back into moments, & their absence, as we breathe them & then speak. For us mathematics is not a hermetical language that’s the universe together. We hold the universe together and translate it so the computers may store.

Chair + Dusk, Chair + Dusk,
Chair plus dusk equals, it sways, chair plus dusk equals,
Chair plus dusk equals chair plus dusk
What we have here is a picture of a realistic Chainsaw picture
A man very much Enjoyed by the Writers

There’s even a revery about his butthole.

I saw his penis.

You saw his penis?!!! (($$$$$$$$$$$))

Yes, I saw his penis. ((££££££££££££))

You saw his dick. ((£$£$£$£$£$£$))

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Nolan Jenkins

4 years ago

brave sloth lol i thought it said broth slave..i work in a factory that makes broth

Stevie G

1 month ago

LOL feels

This is what we would tell him
His body overwhelmingly deserves to be touched : if I get

the milk’d nickel
“The smell of your back it calmed me back to sleep

More passion here

then what you might lose anywhere.

When I put my mouth to your dick, I heard:

“MY BRAIN! MY BRAIN!”

I want to keep our buttholes as close together

as they can

Just as we breathed into each other’s mouth

This is how time passes

The art of butthole suctioning includes alignment
We ass-capture the L.E.M.
Alll the L.E.M.s

We are growing a dossier on you ((Dossier Supérieur Normale))

One of the vehicules is smited of the L.E.M

Relishing the butthole2butthole activity
It’s real name is “L.A.M.”

Which stands for Lamborghini Amberghini Manmarlboroghini

These names are the extra breaths of the Whale

Here, in his name, we can see the extra places we love so well.
That’s the tithe of the planet.

The spares?
No, the parts, the bladder and veins, mostly.

An egg that bled? An egg?

That’s what I told you : the past is beautiful.

Bouge pas, la journée sera bonne.

Emotions of hunters.
I wanted this one to be given to you.

Masturbating to the thought of climbing up

to the top of the tree and falling off

of the tree together

and breathing thro my nose or

your knee.

They call the young boys who’ve not gotten married

Better & more attractive hence ((TONYA SPEAKING)) : “…she’s asking again and again about the tattoo

“What do they mean? I’m trying to decipher these quote unquote tattoos of her “experience”

She, ‘TONYA,’ has tons of uhm…’imagination’…I think the tattoos are in some way…connected…”
DAVID : Now there’s this silence like ‘TONYA’s bending over the recorder microphone

in one of those famous ‘deciphering’ positions of Byron’s, then I’m picturing her, her face bent

and all the bends and weird bends of her listening to the silence. That’s what I like to do, thinking

of her bending over the recorder, in every which way, with her black eyes. Is Byron also called “Marscellin”? No, that’s not so. It ‘s “Marscellin-Units,” there’s a NEU story : ‘TONYA’ is at her place, or Byron’s, and “Marscellin” took out of his duty valise his Louis XVI costume from his ‘Piny Tananarive,’ your Chick’s Riverbank, “Marscellin” played in it, he was dashing in the role of ‘a strutting guy,’
TONYA says : It’s very preposterous, him in the old Louis XVI costume. He’s just you know ((Waddling, swiltiling about)) proud of his sanguine costume and crop. He will, he says, wear an ornamental ruffle, it’s like a necktie that’s a little ruffle, made of lace, almost lavalike velvet reticles.

BYRON : “I do have a memory of being in a submersible. I also saw you open the door to the TV. You’re trying after something. ‘I didn’t know when foot would be.’

It smells so good to each other.

BYRON recalling some pertinent words of TONYA : “His costume—Marscellin gets up---were garnished in wardrobe colors, cold tones if he may, she says, wearing it every night, she says, was what Sade, de Sade would have proscribed. He, Byron, was reciting from memory Marquis de Sade. It was not boring, she said, not boring at all. He still adored the costume. He adorned it so well. He looked great, very becoming. ‘He was, Byron said,’ she was saying, ‘taking poses. Look on the mirror. Ah,’ she was saying she was saying, ‘Marscellin looooooves wearing this costume cuz it reminds him of the best memories of his life. The beginnings of when he knew her, her TONYA,…’…humidifiers…?Where do they grow them anymore?

TONYA : He’s trying to tell me a story, very long, I need to remember. Bells?? The story’s that he dreamed of living in a castle with friends exactly like those in the books of de Sade. In a big lost castle surrounded by hazelnut trees, HAZELNUT, you hear me? But he noticed it was an impractical dream. He looked at himself for a very long time in the mirror…without saying anything. Then he undressed and put the costume back in the old valise.

BYRON : “By scratching and stitching one is getting better. I have a few left that probably won’t go away.

DAVID : “Byron…there you stopped trying to ‘heal’ ‘TONYA’ any longer. In fact, you renounced it. You’ve been silent for the past few days. ‘TONYA’ has no strength and doesn’t desire anything. We in a lethargy together. She’s ‘healing’ without me! She says that she finds herself well in the port of Embarassments, walking around, embarrassed, awkward, to say the least, going under the tree of the plaza where we flew ourself off everyday, that café under the trees of the plaza where we used to go everyday. ‘The Café.’ But this desire does not last long. It vanishes very quickly. All those nice scenes from the Port of Embarassments bear the country of their stupor. Drinking herself up into a miserable stupor, etc. Byron, this isn’t love it’s degradatation, etc. A twilight state, etc. She’s back to her old stupor, saying stuff like, ‘I spend my Days listening to the Bell rings. David, ((she says tenderly)) Marscellin is preposterous.’ She dances. Sometimes I hear your ((mine)) preposterous voice as well ((She thinks I’m Marscellin? )) She says she hears the cries of children, also. SHe says, ‘I also hear the cries of children.’ –Of course, children has vanity. THey invented cancer. They don’t care how it looks. This is playdough they invented! Mushing wild forms into place of vacated pedestals of solutions—of course, I don’t tell her that—‘This is what they most enjoy! ((This is ‘TONYA’))’ She says, ‘Mint Schnaaps and perhaps I am also in Jail. And why am I in Jail for a Crime I have not committed?...Is it bad manners to forget one committed a crime of bad manners???...Not important…((Later, I’ll vomit))’—Then she goes, ‘I feel like fleeing from this prison…something in Byron’s behavior is changing these days…he looks weird…he is ((she’s saying)) acting nice

S T R A W B E R R Y L I E S B A N N N N E ER

he’s asking about my health…he has, ‘ she’s saying, he has b een asking about my occupations…he seems to care about my health…he seems to care about how I’m doing…I’m afraid,’ she’s saying, ‘ that maybe he’s becoming…senil—no, that’s not the word…I don’t want him ((hear me)) to have pity on me. I don’t want to! Firstly, I do not deserve pity from anyone. ‘SPecially not Byron. I am not pitiable. I am not one to be pitied.’ Then she’s all like, ‘This is what I’m reading in his eyes : you started a new book project! It sounds promising…sealing off these flowers…between pages…, promising. It’s a great ‘Idea.’ I’m reading in his eyes,’ she says, ‘ “ I will kill him if he continues being so kind and considerate…on a daily basis…”. No one, David, has the right to have PITY on ANYONE, especially not me. Especially not Byron. ((Teaser : Thinking about “Guys, the slough, us?”))

Now the voice of ‘TONYA’ shut itself off in a cry of rage. Her last words were ‘&!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’

She mouthed an asterisk: “Thinking about that Veronal. Blackening facts that come to him personally #BYRON. BYRON, I’d be glad if you could just be sitting her by yourself…”

ANYWAY, the boner.
The tape is over and it still turns upon its emptiness; a hole of silence. ‘I’m stopping the mechanism.’ The silence of the bedroom seems to be repopulated to David. A hall of silence, ‘I’m tired.’ David ‘s Jones may all of a sudden ((He’s Jones for that voice, the voice in his Head. Maybe ‘TONYA’s? Yes, the voice that glues. He’s missing the Voice That Glues. The voice of ‘TONYA.’))

TEASER : The gardener used to be a Police Man. TEASER II : ‘#I needed someoneWhoWouldBetrayMeConstantly”

He heard something earlier, on the recording. ‘TONYA’ was coughing. Then, her nose was full. She keeps coughing, sneezing, has a headache. She says, ‘I decided, I decided to stay locked in my bedroom all day! Byron is bringing me medications,’ she says, ‘Pills of many colors…I’m gonna take all of them…Ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja.’ Then she jumped to another idea, ‘Byron was talking constantly always about the same this ‘his precious eroticism’, the sex,n more and more,’ she says, ‘I am sure that he’s an Elephant Furniture,’ David, I, David, heard ((‘Mode! Isn’t it a beautiful name, isn’t it!))

‘No one has the right to h ave pity on anyone,’ David repeats under his breath, lips barely vascillating. The Slough #Me #David, enters the living room. Everyone is smoking. It’s a fug. ‘What happening TEASER : David is Mary-Ellen in bed with a hangover…’Ohhh, you don’t know? It’s ‘Ralph FIennes’ who brought us here.’ – BYRON.

‘I’m going into the dining room,’ David’s finishing his breakfast. Don’t know what it is. I’m reluctant to say…it’s from Mary-Ellen, she’s calling. ‘I have a message for you, David. It’s from ‘Mary-Ellen. She’s waiting at the ‘The Jockey’ @ five o’clock. SHe’ll expect you at 4:30 saying, ‘It’s very Urgent, David.’ –I—Mary Ellen—I will take a seat and ask. ‘Your girlfriend from Paris?’ He will say, ‘ Yes.’

TEASER ‘And yet, first you had been a volcano. Even more so than a volcano’??

David says, ‘Yes. ’ David is grumbling? ((END OF TEASER))

‘Then I, I will go, I will go, I will seem very bothered. I think I’ll concompass that correctly. David will say, ‘Thank you.’ SOmeone there, someone mute, other than David, that guy will say, ‘He’s gonna ask me…if I listened to the tape…don’t feel like answering that…thank you. Slobro though. Bring ‘em to the Mute Guy watching David counting the squares on the Tablecloth. David is counting the squares on the Tablecloth. He’s waiting for my voice at each instant each instance of my voice of Interrogation. ‘DJ Pascale Marradie comes in with a dish.’

Pascal : ‘I came in with a Dish. The ‘Slough’ is eating. Servicing himself from amidst the dish I came in with bearing? David, could it be right?’ He’s cutting his brain into very very small pieces. All based on my dish…& he brought in a knife & the spoon. Which, in their right place, at the foot of his hands, he’s now masturbating with. He’s masturbating and masticating. David is again counting the squares. 30 & 1. He’s depositing his finger on one of the squares. The voice of ‘TONYA’ booms in his head, but I can’t quite make it out…

DAVID : ‘The ‘Slough’ turned his head & stopped masticating ((After the ‘TONYA’ voice boomed.)) He’s fixating on me now his idiot smile. Which is drawing himself.

TEASER : ‘Another cigarette?’ END OF TEASER.

On his face literally between his face and his smile, a complicity. All these is obscene. I want to chase away this voice…It’ goes and comes…it mumbles things to me…it doesn’t take…positions…it says, ‘well, as you want, David…’ Is this the voice I longed to hear? Yes. I had longed to hear it. & I feel like the ‘Slough’ is hearing it as well. ‘You’re thinking about us guys.’ the ‘slough’, and ‘DAVID, ’ the ‘slough’ said softly, ‘Byron,’ he says, ‘Your drinking a glass of wine watered with water. Cigarettes, cigarettes while waking up. ‘Somehow I miss the ‘Slough’…--Mr. Byron & Myself. He asked us here at table. This is very good.

TEASER : She couldn’t help about the whale. The white whale. The animal. END OF TEASER

So, the communion of the two. This ‘couple’ this ‘tandem,’; I’m thinking about you guys. I’m thinking about The Voice. I hear it too. I do a gesture with the hand…I’m thinking…here the ‘Slough’ insists. ‘Time is pressing.’ This is quite a common affliction. What does he want me to do about it?

The ‘SLough’, : DAVID says ‘One day won’t kill us.’ I say, ‘maybe it wilts this poor Byron to not be turning around. A day is long here for him…’his heart,’ David says, ‘the head, rather, his head is not living it any longer.’ I saw it rain somewhere, like some…RAINSTICK…and that’s what he rained. ‘I DID NOT PROMISE ANYTHING.’

Yes, we know. **Smoking together in silence.**

Have you been quiet?

‘Oh my god, I would spend my entire existence if I could just have that butthole…bask in the sweet butthole effluvium of my butthole babe #SOONYOULLBEMYNIGHTSTAND #YOUCOMEHERE&BEMYNIGHTSTAND #ItsEroticComplexedlyFootLamblidlySo

There are so many colors in your #FOOT & BUTTHOLE.
It’s different languages between them. It started. I didn’t know I was looking
@ something that had such a warm, inlaid of yellow

monticulelike ,newcarbellgetblue vessel richhand, a rich body yellow,

revealing behind layers of Neptunian landscape

everything that comes between your ears &

Your shadow.
It’s like a hollow verdure that’s eating itself up.
This hair this brown hair like the rabbit

or the fluff on the head

It could be H-E-I-R

#It’s #RichVeryRIch

My Our life butthole2butthole.

#Its like a little hole in which to escape to be three/free

Why do you think its harder to go upstairs then to just go in the present ?

That doesnt make any sense to me. Where is your blqck hat ?

Upstairs.

I needed something that wouldnt go against the Wind .

All these others you dont/wont have to remember.

Youll merely encounter them and be on your level way.

It’s life, it’s not like washing a seal. It’s not like taking care of anything but « make new things. »

It’s hard to hold not having sensation », or making sensation exists.

The imagery partly visible/the partly visible imagery on one side of the folded note is not consistent with that on the other side. Earths waters may have arrive earlier then we previously thought.

Traduce, Demurrh, Consubstantiate.

Demurrh, Consubstantiate, Traduce.

‘ Eye loved their musick like a dear. »

Couldnt the chickens have looked at the eggs of the other chicken ?

Couldnt the receptionist ever stop taking drugs ?

How a slave comes in, we bursted in.

We bursted blown in

You just have to look at my body, fuckface

Just look at my body sometimes

It’s closed

it’s just not latched

That Driblette is, Are we REATTY .

I understand why certain things have to be the way they All my life I’ve done it.

It’s the way the letter sounds

it’s the sonority as it sisters the word-letters

« round » or « sound » or « bound ».

But it burns slighltly, but it subsides fast.

Doesnt there come a time when nothing would love or squyre you ?

Today I learned I’m a keeper .

My ass was as clean as a face

Youve been reading over my shoulder

youve been reading over my shoulder

I am your shoulder

And we go swimming in our Tuxidoe Jackets

Nature is Buzzing

The dances are doing fafafafafafa

Fafafafafafffafa

And theyre doing nothing fast

And they smell of leather and heat

But once dunked in the Aquarium

they become gentle and timides

What is a sentier ?

A Path

Testimony of the life of Yesteryear

Nature was buzzing

Nature is buzzing

The two dancers were not talking

It was the vegetation saying it all.

It was the crushing beauty weighing upon speech

Vascillating, but ravaged, shoulder contre shoulder

Getting deep into the Path

Sometimes passing

Sometimes crossing path

On the old roads

Upon the new roads

Of Transhumance

With a little chattle

or a tumbstone

Testimony of the life of Yesteryear

I just saw one in a roar, with a lot of buttons.

But of the many buttons there were only two I knew.

Activate the Sunrise

And Activate the Sunset

Victoria Victoria

The sun rises

The sun might rise is Risen

I find that to be an excellent slideshow, by the way

All kinds of falling leaves, bandwiths of illuminati glazed with treasures

at the edge of the bed

BASETEXT

It’s beautiful

it’s half your body

under the bed

I came and listened

Rolls and sublinguals

Effenedine, the downy triplet of mourning signs

Blue orchades in a line, the islands against the walls

The walls across the face, lusting after French paintings

Small grasses, lines of hexon and equinimity

You shambled the card and now no one

Now, now no one is near what we went through

A year, two years ago

was rough.

((Contains genefields of Violence Sweat

Imagine sweat, not in beads, but in postcards, extracating itself

Mailing himself

Being himself

Living in those people

Your body’s in the bed like a dead body.

I saw you like lights on the freeway, your colors

the highway services, I have a theory

I’ve been practising it in bed

like a dead body

Litlle curls of plastic melted

Think of roof tiles, or your lightscolor theory

One’s ash, or a monkey’s hammmered head

I don’t know where my heart is

Down on the bed I guess, right now

Sipped tolls of acetone #@ Just practicing

There’s a New Age Pillow on this Satanic Couch

« Hey Ive got #@Services _

It’s like a window with a bed or body.

« I’m copying them so I wont feel castrated »

There is this bulb flat on the bottom, sitting in the tube full of rhum

You’re rather like I dont want to be, and then I will in every possible way.

A mirror here will be ornemented in olive branch.

What have you thought about it ?

I dont know anything. Zero. I dont know anything.

I know nothing. I dont know anything. I dont know anything

or nothing. Im rather like a piece of rake.wav, - I thought Id turn out this way.

In the process I speed up moss.

I went to several dinners, they all, all of them, have violet lights

in the mirrors. Pickled beats, left-over ham.

The tendrils were bound.

Do you remember listening to Garden ?

Well let’s not depricate the pronoun pronoun pronoun pronoun pronoun pronoun pronoun pronoun

We were on the floor. Screamin for night

I think I murdered everyone inside

Including

Not everyone !

Which I well understand leaves us

at Loggerhead’s

And which I will not singularise

My heart, be part of all word within

Lhabsence

Agreed adored on knotted tree

Guy in a little window, making tea

Big deal of a fence !

Carlights swimming past

Zero of us, and Windowboards

All of everylight is Zero + 10°-5 1 .Parameter

Digged in little seals, and recordings

All ice swill

I could stop him exactly like anyone.

It can’t be true yet.

You’ll know when its true

my son and daughter

Must have lost track

#WhiteTeethVeryWhite

#TeethInModernRobe

The leaves of the trepan tree surpass one another in the square window above the kitchen sink. This one is called The Dream Aerials of the Swimming pool . I initiate the machine, but the machine readys itself slowly. It’s killing me how slowly it prepares itself, like my wife entranced by deliberate cosmetology. I want to tell the Machine about my dream but it’s not ready for the infusion. The electrons are sluggish, the mainframe has dropsy, the cyborg is disloyal to the suspense which silts off in the effluvia of lost time. Seconds pass, eons percolate the arrow stills to a hummingbirds concatenated hover. There are paper cutouts strewing the circular dinner table with its eroded splotches like stamped on aspic. Little men the same man surgically excised from quarto sheets torm from old magazines. The romances full of heavy stairs, the blowfly stares of conceited mimetic convulsion. The same sweatered man clipped from his tailored setting and diffused in the way of dead leaves. The machine is almost ready. The white beads are circling one another chasing one another like a spiral of tapeworm eggs being fostered through the upper colon. Now the dog wants my attention. I smell his farts from last nights pink & brown hash of decongelated Salisbury. The dream will have to wait. It will be only fragmentary anyway. A devoluition from a far more complicated story and absorbed as I was in the viewing, during the shallow taper of my sleep, I won’t be able but to remember a few sellect scenes,a and those not even the choicest hanks to have been clipped from the yarn.

Except Louie Morales
who gets ALL the presents.

I only follow Markles.

With six months of telemarketing earlier this year.

I failed to die in a car accident at night somewhere in the countryside while listening to "Telephasic Workshop".

___________________________________________

“When lava flows under water it behaves differently.”

“I saw a bag of Cheezo’s
Then on the right hand side the Tiger of Frosties was looking teased but serene @ it.
From upstairs, in the back side of the frame, on the stairs loaded with weeds

& Cheerfully gutted with landscape floating
Uhm I dunno man it’s an electrical charge

Its coming from a higher net

A hut frosted from a higher net

The bridge broke away.
It must’ve happened yesterday.

[[The story of the bridge & how we broke it]]
Mannheim was mostly levelled during the Thirty Years War around 1622 by the forces of Johan Tilly.

The cry of the coconut daughtered wrist ^^^^patterning.

_________

“Close your eyes…close your eyes…”

“…”

“Will it feel like qwerty…?”

The memory of the firm, fresh glans in the hand. I whiled the day away studying immunology and wanting wordless ambience.

_________

20.08.2018

No dreams. Awoke at 20:00. Nectar from the carved grapefruit splashed on my thigh.

________

I was on a cruise ship like a train with the interior of a cruise ship’s cabin. I don’t know what I was doing there. I was in a place I’d been to b4. It was one of thos dreamùs that are like a memory and then you struggle upon waking to understand that it wasn’t real then and it wasn’t real before (( you KNOW how we mean real)). Everyone had to produce a demonstration of their special talen. For some reason, I chose to play the drums along to a talking heads song. I believ e the song w as warning signs where he goes ‘I remem ber I re mem ber I rem em ber I remem ber’. There was the projection of a very simple animation of a boxing match. The one guy beat the other guy and he started to do a victory lap through the coliseum which was mostly empty. He ran everywhere and was running up and down stairs and finally he tripped and broke his leg in half and had to be loaded into an ambulance. I hate to do what I don’t wish to do at the behest of others [[@ or near the office]]. You had the dream where I went away to some harpsichording school and learned really well how to play the harpsichord and was being congratulated for that fact and was ignoring you upon my return and continued to ignore you even tho a harpsichord recital was coming up and I’d have to play but I wouldn’t be good enough to play the recital properly and you’d have to be behind stage playing the real harpsichord . And your brother played piano.

L: Did you ever have a dream where you woke up feeling totally a winner?

P: ((…))

[[Hesitation B., shifting around of effects, desultory fingers tracing along the spurning surfaces patinaing objects of a deadened, mummificated interior thro & thro down to the personalities which they’re feebly larded with]]

P: …((after several eons, perhaps a geological epoch, nearly adequate time to read The Man Without Qualities))

…maybe a very long time ago. Not in recent memory.

L : I knew that would be your answer… you will always say that…

P: …yesterday I was almost fading…everywhere…I discovered…maybe I was in a church…envying musicians…

P: ¤NOTINRECENTMEMORYKAAAAAAAAAAPOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWHUUUUUUUUUUUUUT¤

I envy musicians.

L : I’m reading a very strange book about a musician.

I've created this page out of my own notes about the Septuplets' lives for any of you who are interested in these background details of their lives. If you have any other questions, please feel free to contribute them! I love her shirt. It's just what you might see any of the Septs wearing.

'The ((years)) have flown by,' mom Bobbi McCaughey

'Just because there's been so many things that have happened.

'The memories, the joy, the heartaches that happened.

'It's what has guided us to where we are today, and it's very special.'

Amid the media frenzy, President Bill Clinton personally called the family to congratulate the family, Oprah welcomed them on her show and companies and strangers scrambled to help out the couple.

Among the donations, they received a 5,500 square foot home, a van, a year's worth of Kraft's macaroni and cheese, diapers for the first two years and full college scholarships for any state university in Iowa.

Full up: It's no easy task feeding a family with eight children, but the McCaughey's manage just fine

'I think early on we had so much help from family and friends,'' Bobbi said.

'If there was anything we needed, there was always someone there who was willing to help us.

'We have a super strong support system.

'We have a super strong faith that has been the rock that we have had to stand on.'

The family still lives in the same house that was donated after the births and continues to use the same van. 'It feels really awesome,' Alexis told the Carrolls Paper at the time.

'I love just interacting with all the girls because they're really nice.'

The children are now looking to colleges and what to do with their lives.

But looking back, they are grateful for the situation they were born into.

'You're never alone,'' Kenny Jr. told Today.

'There's always someone to talk to and hang out with. That's what I think is the best.'

For Kelsey, there has nothing terrible about her upbringing as a septuplet.

'I don't think there's a worst part,'' she said.

'I've enjoyed all of it.'

Most experts agree that statistics are difficult to calculate. "I was shocked and still trying to get over learning we were having twins when we got news of triplets," Harris told NBC News. "Hopefully they don't get mixed up." Many of the animals were found on top of each other on a remote mountain plateau. Authorities flew in to remove the dead reindeer's heads for a study on diseases in deer and elk, and the carcasses were abandoned in the mountainous area to decay. These carcasses may end up boosting plant diversity in a "novel mechanism," as scavengers drop faeces containing seeds near the dead animals, according to a Biology Letters study published last week. Hundreds of ravens and crows – the predominant scavengers – also left faeces by the carcasses. Many of those droppings contained crowberry seeds, and the scientists found that these seeds could become seedlings. Crowberry is a keystone species of the alpine tundra, which means it has a disproportionately large impact on biodiversity – partly because it is a significant source of food.

Nutrient-dense and bare soil can help crowberry seedlings grow, and the reindeer carcasses produced the right conditions to make it happen. According to the study, the plant life closest to an animal carcass dies due to sudden shifts in the soil's acidity and nutrient concentrations. The patch of land becomes a "decomposition island," supporting plant life that could otherwise not grow in the area. This can have wide-ranging consequences for increasing the genetic diversity in the area. Moving forward, Steyaert and his team predict that the area's plants will diversify as scavengers continue to drop faeces filled with seeds around the decomposition island of reindeer.

The next day at 4:28 p.m. local time, he died with his wife and family beside him at his Cornville, Arizona home.[[364]][[365]][[366]][[367]]

“Must’ve been baptized at some point on the line…” thought Augustine of Hippo, concerning the so-called Good Thief. “He’s with cougars now.”

Great Waterlog Telepathy 24 July 2016 13 August 2016

((*..It’s the #@Wasserloghen(({..

nIK : Eye would like you to fold me like you did, #@ Once a week.

Would you do it?

mIK: Yes, of course. You just have to ask me.

“Ask and Ya shall be #@Folded.

((Loscils – First Narrows((5/6((..

nIK“ Open the fucking window, please.

mIKYea, “Open the Fucking windown Please.

#@ ((Polite but Firm((..

“ Can you get it so that

it’s near me, in case I

#@might need it?”

-- The H.E.I.R of #@Doespoedia

N= “How is your belly?

M : It’s just :Ok./

N: Why don’t you try some #@ Bicarbonate?

((Loscils-First Narrows 6/6((…\

N: So are you going to try it?

M: Hmmm?

N: Are you going to try #@ Bicarbonate?

M : Eye’m going to eat a #@ RiceCracker.

((Insert here the quote by Do.Minik@Yahoo.WasItDat.MST.Sfr #@

“ me and people of my Environnement((..

N : Would it ever occur to you to refer to people you know as your “environnement?”

M: But yes, of course.

“ I don’t want to interpose too much my own assumptions, but please

take my compliment a propos your writing style – I detect the playful

indirectness in the vein of Rudyard Keepling, Master of the Den” – Its “No One” #@ Childcare Building Lawyer Childcare and Noone, Dot Gm.

Why were they checking it out?

Because they were checking out all those cells

Checking us out.