"embracing the moon..."

"embracing the moon, birds return to the forest, (young water) black dragon wags its tail"
"...this is real, this is the concern about the lone wolf,"
waxing taxonomical, distinguishing lone wolves from known wolves
catastrophically different present, contingent content, plus appendage,
paradox contained in a vitrine,
Nonetheless seem to believe the danger flows chiefly their way.
only posing as an ideologically sympathetic individual, and to coax, coach, hoax
towards actions
within reality (ongoing (non)linear processes)

making life better through the blood, without seeing,
the evil of another does not make you good
"I crossed the black cat's path. the black cat did not cross my path."

seeds covered in sugar
(first move) With A Roll of the Dice

diagram for an underground fortification placed next to them, speculations about an impregnable fortress,
hiding substantive and deep equivocations, and the bird, with a holographic mask

dry your eyes on me, dry your eyes on me
I wish I could remember the 1st time this happened, or when this first happened (aka youth)
"Melody Attack" initially, like a NoiseFold
In this debate - which we should just call a soliloquy - facts seem to not be listening,
She repeats, "You seem to not be listening."

conspicuous inefficacy, repudiating their own semiological
teaser spoiler, these are all hers
frenzy risqué
fast noise, melody attack,

and then
descent of animals into the valley at night
sonnets of the chimeras are masterpieces of occult
internal momentum, turbulent breakdown, shared universally, like it or not, perspective on the world is reversed (line to circle), formal requirement,
sinister dimension?, something observable, contemporary of Machiavelli,
"the people without land" / "the land without people"

each double-page marking up every illustration with numbered footnotes that explain the objects / details
the line grows
 the intricacies of the joyful early,
sparkling and before the drought.
concealment coming from a place of deep personal reflection

the broken (out)lines of the theater
two on the roof, silence shattered, staccato percussion,
a snare drum being
played as hard and fast as possible, in an otherwise empty, abandoned, wild, or isolated place

flesh in and out of focus
only meeting clandestinely,
equally significant, predestined harmony, on the inside straight, variants of apologia (for burning all the churches, banks, seats of government, etc, (for example))

You don't even know what's happening, yet you're sure you want it to end.
memory makes for a very poor archive...
The opposite of one deep truth is not something which is wrong, but is itself another deep truth.

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It possesses value, obvious an true, and beauty can be found anywhere we mIght look
"revealed now, in this deep space of the cave, is time."
"...progresses...turns dark and incomprehensible, and there is not yet a conclusion..."
the last dAys of mankind were authentic quotation " excerpts of reaLity Are set In gruesome contrast, and the reality depicted distorts to reveal it's true face.
abducted the pendulous bosom
"Dada's destruction aimed not only at art but also the social arrangement that produced art forthefew and pain forthemany, most obviously in war."
The Happy Life; a corrected masterpiece
Lhooq, bozo...his eighteen-yeaR-old daughter, of the millionaire
With only a smaLl map of the North Pole, storming and engulfed in snow, the revolutionaries hijacked an the journey perilous, they reached their destinaTion. Whereupon they wounded their eyes and burnt themselves.
bestowed, I know he was helping him, I thought, right yeah
We all three
the earth is penetrated, veils are lifted, curtains are drawn and secret doors open
In the dirt they were well nigh inverted astrologers
Silver & Gold

Mummified in Moscow Lenin lay I. His mausoleum
this shadow might last forever
The good of blood and soil
"nature is our refuge,
Our salvation, and their alibi
Only that deemed authentic had leave to remain
for her, "...the concepts of authenticity and genuineness were long vehicles of bigoted ideology."
He replied, "within a capitalist system of exchange commodes are meaningful only in as much as they can be made equivalent to a universal measure o value."

Snakes alive in the fire, shining
Without make-up
Artificial light abolishes twilight, and there's nothing natural about the disappearance of stars.
He can't be born here.

the night territories of Nature / shadows of the middle realm
The universe no longer defined by the limits of human vision...had iteverbeen? Were they any closerto where they had wanted to be Urged forward by what they already possessed
"Nature is victorious over history, and this is disastrous for human Utopias."
Alas that is
The where and the only
He might belong
Or else
Some distant dark heaven, obscured by armageddon's smoke and annihilation's ashes. The mud of the bottom conceals
Looking optimistically toward what is obviously a very difficult future.
Evanescence and the stunned joy of fleeting intensity, ornamentation, mirrors, "a new way of seeing for humans who are not yet here..."
An intensified realm of operation and danger, a zone of display. Sublimity through action. Thick clouds of smoke and colorful gas from which there is no hiding  place. A hole in the earth traVels into the sky, countless hidden eyes and ears, metabolic rupture.
They liked the postcard form and exchanged them with one another over the borders, spontaneous imagery, an intimate form familiar
known for their generational revolt
Apparent, nature looks back at us



Headquarters depicted on the front of their publication, with swastikas, an empire of color and hue
Youth devour divinity. God is of no concern, father can't feed.
The nihilist demands reality (and utopia) "that this was a world in crisis was evident beneath the glamor, or because of the glamor. It's signals were alienation, isolation, fear, and addiction to illusion."
Hide a trauma in the gem, pale it with fear and distress. Cloudy now from horror now
Place it in perfume, soak for three months. Until eventually the whole elaborate machinery of modern industrial society is nature bent on ripping itself to pieces. (72) the rise of the bourgeoisie and industrial capitalism has been used to abuse humanity, and domination of nature has become also the domination of nature within humanity.
Human nature




Antipyrin (the mother and the queen, approximate man, not primitive)
Lignite