Saturday, November 27, 2010

9

actual animals, carved along their joints. across the necessary divides of the American continent , Holes where
there were once walls.
Long work, multicolored artifacts
like a brief radiance glimpsed glanced on the far side of a door which we cannot go through.
He could orient himself but he could not arrive. What happened was near-perfect not-quite poor animal poor animal, why the fur so dry
Primitive pyramid (where muses dwell) party. Can you move around in there? and how!



The old-woman is high as a kite. It's in there if it's in there, he said. You should do it if you need to do it, she said. You'll fond the sequence transposing digital holograms. Insect microscopic, in the back pocket
Defend the future young man.
Young woman why did you get so cute what made you so beautiful?
A dedication to breaking all the laws of the universe.
Disrupt
Attack
Disappear
Don't wait for them to attack if they're going to attack. Andthey are already. Destroy the enemy, any enemy throughwith starvation.
vision of the Western Lands is characterized by silence. Create and defend a commune of affinity. Ritualized unigenesis, chant upon the red rug, it can't occur without blood.
Describing the entrance into, reaching it just after twilight post-blue only. Secret naked men on the back
Conceptual disease and sickness and death as performance and confrontation is too much for them in the afterblue night. More confusing still is all that will actually happen as it happens.   "devastating at first you drown in it our voices are muted as if we were talking through felt" flood hieroglyphics.
Woodsman, sneaker
Where went...upon my death, never speak my name again. Yon Speke...reverse ritual to go into the animal house

We must verbalize in order to see. And if it is verbalized to others it is seen. It is manifested in thoughtand conception, realized, made real. Real now through the saying, all words are invocation. Silence creates void, great void to be embraced. andso write, the words writ large, then the witness will read, will say, will think and thus form for you. Spell the spell.

Flat owls send me away, no vows gathered or who to witness such. Repeating preamble of whatever
could happen next
Should havebeen cubelocked, takes
The sheath from out the sword, forward

"God, bein' nothin' never began
from a
Swollen wet vagina dripping with tears and the mother's concern for the footprint of her son, or anythin' else except..."
an open invitation to the wind and other forces
For to work their freely spoken spells uninterrupted and unhindered. Thorns of the bramble barbs bared. Somewhere we have never been and covered in pollen.
"we are in the glory of not knowing what we are doing!" she doesn't know these are the feelings he gives us; love, wonder, laughter, heroism, fear, sorrow, anger, disgust, and...the pyramids change, after being set ablaze

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