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not to be permanent, “I remember something about you telling me…”

and after all Low and

If it appears again, that is good, good omen, an it will anyway

Behold, health, cannot leave the right to the mercy of chance, the brazen zenith vs. The unbreakaBle bone

"...it does, however, stand for the spirit of revolt, in whatever form (necessary), against everything that hinders human growth."

thorough character

Theater? continues mirrored

Couldn't find it again, though, even when looking, thaw, "they felt honored to be permitted to worship at the shrine of master."

poignant repetition of panoramic phenoMenon

everybody's alone

Annihilator, harbinger of blood and fire

The attack on the omnipotence of Rome

force of antiquated evil into violent contact with the tempestuous outburst of a new hope

ripe or fresh

fetish dissected

"to be sure has she not inspired even before her birth? Everything is possible with the Free."

who would dare answer the question?

Phantom, her shadows were not stopped by

The building

Of walls

the rear of the sphere, revealed

Heroic liberators

Of the American night

Happy son, where is your sister?

the spider made its web

in a clean clear place

where no insects go

it will live out its life in that glass

starve to death alone

perfectly white

too late, already thought

the black wolf above

her pale winter flesh, trembling, gentle quiver

Get the shit off your hands before you do anything else.

Get the shit off your hands before you touch anything else.

You’ve gotta’ get the shit of your hands before you can do anything else.

don’t look too hard to see the red through

Lapidary, trANsmissible, duplicitous horizon

Totem pole chakra body

"I liked that they were both Indian, 'totem pole chakra' "

The piano runs through his body, long after it has been cut from the air, interspersed with blank space

his incredible touch

Duplicitous horizon

Evidentiary traces of an act of vandalism

"if there ever was a first, the tome was ripe for it."

The endless task

entropic disintegration, that can know no halt

Enact zone

"difference is the condition for identity / identity is the condition for difference"

trust the formEr

out to Drummer outside

Unidentified, unidentified, (how to turn it inside-out, formed, reversed, reverted)

Damage done, disheartened she considered going home.

dusk of the colossus

This didn't even exist then...-

Young forever shirt in plus

Over the night's sky

Obsidian up there silver banner drifting

into Runner inside

Wild wind, abandoned beaUty looking across

In one direction

Relation of objects on the surface, ancient alignments divulged / harmonious balance of the elements which compose, terrestrial geometry

"Why Not?"

up or down

the ladder

Edged under, forklift

Particularly grisly, unfortunately cut us out of what was going on at the time, justifying this but never really forgiving them

for the accusations. "I guess a lot of people believed as he handed it to him."

they had heard the baker

Victim of a whisper campaign, she had been warned and refused to cooperate, she should have smiled, should have smiled about the dogshit boot in the face, government issue, "go ahead and change it without us knowing.

Microphonic Infection

Bizarre wood conjuring up a scenario"

& still nothing happened to them...

pagan sanctity, "the straight lines to my amazement  passing over and over again through the same class of objects."

Occasionally traversed impossible terrain, sometimes going up the sides of a mountain or across bridges...to save her discoveries from oblivion

Across the promise line of origami thought, took because couldn't be taken

He was a point of departure, those girls couldn't keep their voice(s) down quiet and now don't disaster

Always come always come

When you expect it and when you don't no matter

who or what or where

"why are you wandering here and there?"

One pause

Prepare for death, calligraphic, frozen in the air. Out in the open as wild as the sun, and shines overthe lands.

For how many eons have the secret blossoms bloomed and faded? Moving steadily, leaving no trace in the void.

Fundamental questions in narratives of desire, loss and making the most of what is left (illus. 133, 134). Scavenging dogs, Dancing skeletons, tragic vulnerability, and a radical spirit in the body.

Darings

Like sword of some type, upright and higher

The shining night upon thee

I wanted to watch the way it expands and presses and strains at

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