i read a newspaper and then i read a po0etry book and i imagined
a time when producing paper and in k was precious
and i felt inclined to summon the European with a signature of
forgo: do without or cease to hold or adhere to you shall forgo killing and you shall forgo thieving and you learn a new money and you learn a transvaluation of values Nietzsche forgot to end his magnum corpus epi pay'ah: money could be the summation of all immediate thoughts
there is one book i want to reread because i'll be rereading it while reading La recherche du temp perdu... god it sounds... slick... like liking you out in the jungles and jungles of rats hiding between coconuts in the palm trees...
thinking of two big words with one bound to Greek and the other
disemvoweling
Epenthesis there are two gods of the language and they see Hebrew and Latin against the Korean and Chinese they see now i see Greek-Cyrilic Mongolia and Crimea... and the Ottoman Empire Barbers...
that is VODA that is VÓDKA...
i call upon the rings of Neptune the shyness of Pluto Uranus married Saturn while Jupiter the One Eyed stom of a planet came across the False Messiah: one eyed... one eye but at least 2 tongues solid i will call myself the one eyed i am an imaginary one eyed twin tongue tangled like i am working two shifts of life why does MAtthew Mateusz speak two tongues most of these poets where either shallow or not in the trenches of the Poppy Fields i cried at the mass graves of the Germans with the sparrows and i found English the Child and German the Father and i asked: will you please try to find Mother Russia... and God that is Asia... we are moving chess of sorts and i was playing 5D chess just now... and it was unlike Roblox or Minecraft... it was MechArena... MCHRN... lucky that i saw New York the ghosts are coming and going i feel early so i sorted the parliament of the people and when i was there the streets were empty but day after i left the streets were filled and i wish i had a beard that turned out to be a Trump and a beard like i might side ways left on the quiff and the idea that authentic pages Trusted: get trolled... Alaskian Airlines are RACIST JAN?UARY 12 2024 some Jihadi name...
ahem...
KHABIB NURMAGOMEDOV... KHABIB NURMAGOMEDOV... 8SPADES... there's a working collective consciounsess and man's self as via subjectivity of self with the self as the objectivity with: others... however precious and little and grand like i was in new york and days later... marches... with who i am: and am not...
but escapism with Torey and Morey and Wi-Fi... listening: not cool the aging solipsist and teens are boggling down with the creation of AI and we might spare the computer with static and that's talking to young people about the clock and the wrist band of pearls so asked the people born with the phone asking about the t.v. using the computer so we all going slow slow slowing down the Silicon Chimapnzee zoo and sea... and so unlike i was thinking about the waste of paper when it came to printing newspapers and poetry books...
i i was going along with
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(KRS: aha! now what vowels? apparently Ah Ah Sue!
i had that i in mind: i remembered: then i dreamed: because of the sclera in my eyes: which is the evolved me it's not that animals don't have soul: animals simply don't dream that's why the cats are so tiresly trying to evolve and imitate us why cats sleep so much but have no sclera... therefore they have souls but as splendid we are as eagles we are also ants...
i qwill need help from AI terms used in post-darwinism of man imitating every animal to understand his ontology: with and without god is the simple bit... god exists god doesn't exist isn't the problem: i bet you god also sleeps... god also has an unconscious like our consciousness and reverse... i think that god is very complicated i think god is ice cream i think about my surrogate daughter and then i watch some grotesque **** and i feel numb like i'm not the psychopath to the world but only unto myself and i know fear... and i know love and i know argument and i know nothing and still persist to "know"... don't i... i don't: i?
the sparrows have been introduced to New York, Kauai... yes yes... crows on Mauai... yes sire... no... sir sir... the gluttons and Marmedukes of Qib are giving sentences on chickens parrots and peacocks... and they are talking bad about cockerels and all that ripe fleshy ******* like the eagle eye... same ****: different cover...
ACAI in Ha-vye'ě some digital imprint not TS Elliot by comparison to the 20th century the 21st century is still in enstilling the capacities...
cédille vs. cédîlle
mon? n'est c'est p'as? i like woof... a roof... hoof... a newspaper: in Hebrew so i can play with words in tabloid ******* and french ***** and horses Ken and Ken donkeys and Arab Ken obsessed with camels and not horses and like big sputnik Texan in Honolulu like **** from Cowboy: where my ****** 'n' Indians... just tired: troop... forgot tiredness and the Troop like Benzillo Godzilla Ben Trooper and the Marlboro MAn *** Gin Sylo... Richmond ksiz... sizer...
knischt...
like a teddy bear... like the holocaust happens and then post-modernism and then there's that period of post-holocaust like there's no post-world war II or there's an attempt at the idiocy project in England of the post-world war I the... not world... the First and Last War of ******... why do we not think that World War II happened so quickly after World War I... world war I was the war of ******... so stupid that so quickly aftewards another of greater grandeur had to take place: so rare: a war of rot and promiscuity so bad... that once war came from above but the heaven was so disgusting that a counter war happened: oh... god... the reformation and anti... world war I was the anti-reformation while world war II was the reformation... world war I as the war of the Habsburgs' last chew and chow mein of the Eyes of the Fish of Windsor: so if pedohpiles are so rife down below in the sewers... at the top you must be hearing about ******... scsandals of incestous primeval increments, made exponential: pedohpiles among the sycophants... ants and grey while: ****** barons... there must be an incestous taboo being executed without morals of the Eden Police... for one excuse his amount of the labour of sacrifice... these many excuses for that freedom? who is yet living that ought to be: measured via the antithesis of the crucifix: st. peter made a due cause: as did Judas... hanging... how then perfecting the suffering cause... in the imagined... and imagining further...
(s'ah eyeh)
açia acia little detail: bog bigger ewwort like my scuttle: BIG TOY PWODZYKT...
so to further appreciate: one down 100 more... % & to go... the life most private so there's the anti-rock-bottom: so all i own i know how to spend
o,k.
little grease and now the *** sort of dries from the conversation when she makes you premature ******* because her most-modern like so modern this Disney cuck i mea n 3when she ***** she squeezes you so hsard you feel like you being circumncised like she says JEsus Jesus but i think the ice cream of the ******* and Jeezazazelb'ahel:b'ahEl...