as was its hurting. misery. not a remedy to remember . her hunger carried on she was fictioned to her postillion her pitted labyrinth there were the woe. as it was to her same. not a snail face to reckon her paling.
in [our sleep you speak gaelic |as lingwagge of hart. not fumble by febbleainglish
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Texting charm . texting 'le text[e]. la le ? le la? le lalalala? O vos fenêtres sont fermes et tu a oubliée ...
send __ return your hips __ send _ come home to our space of living swarm our body __ send send send send send. Volume video.
treat posting as ungoing scroll ~ screed of breath to take and chant
mister van vliet sick these day. in old poetics ensemble I.O.G. we did recordings influenced by Beefheart sound combine element idea of sound with vocal. indeed. upload digitals. this years. Nietzsche's Daughter was more formal classical so called modern but that stem to changed its metamorphoisis near end. time was performance and text performance something assholes dont know. ran into old guitarist other day. forgot how small town is . nervous anxious lost look in thei rface after these years of not see. strange. small town. glad i dont live t here any longer.
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'm not a rock star. I'm a soft person. I'm not a clock."
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of wish to placid foal
not so
haze the air
anytime you crime.
didnt know letter.
baked.her bread.
as escape. toward twin.
held the weeping love. in her arm.
-----------------> sometime the full moon is a ship filled with light. creation proceed from death marching on.
made this a while go back. image is some classic sufi and so are the text words. which are fine contoured words around the line of love and becoming________________
As Rabi'a says:
In love, nothing exists between breast and Breast.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
The one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?
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'Sign' your message ~ .
Sign as noun signifier as flag 's'h''ip' wich closecontain... wel we wont say calendar clandestine
as wonhairdthehairofitsclockedoverghareditswonder\wandered by Liffey . founding yer face. love. I am not anglo saxon Knot American Canadian knot seagoing other of Nord Amerique... but yer gaelic heels were working you down as yer who am I came crashing through...we left the old house... AROUND that city of voice /accent Iw as swished on the bedding sound no longer inferior before the British French English of Canada and its Quebecs and it no longer interest me . What'e'er me was was a gone thing of past and praying on the hill near howth I become something other. well other howth south was I. She in her marrying self married I.
in irish style verb contracted I backward. in her taving telling. round the awled. where cowled kells wore. not worried bt flowed as we was. our fiction the superior date to love.its many fate.
