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Infinitismus
swim the plastic Ocean – surf the infinite cosm the limits fade as Truth comes in sight trial by fire, justice through knowledge let the rod fertilize the fields life thrives on death death is life live it grand. Editor’s note - written circa 1995
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A Progression of Coherency?
cotton the fourty seven degree inkling of thinking but tricking the logical senses and bending the surface that separates the regions which we cannot face with our hearts or we would swallow total destruction of the structures that keep our conscious selves upright run away, far from here, for today is the end of all [...]
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byzantine behemoth awashes coldness pretentious fly excursions across northern Alaska seem to deaden the soul of Woman in a way that proceeds any formal introduction or rubbing of affectionate heat the plasticity of such makes and breaks the decent man of integrity or else the pattern of conscious pseudo-intellect augments the moon ego so that [...]
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Do not let this affect your blind soul
the world of power will try to exert control upon its subjects wants, desires entertaining false needs slowly covering the senses until one day the wool is mistaken for reality at the moment death suspends itself as a new place is inhabited by illusion with direct lines of manipulation from our brothers’ and sisters’ minds [...]
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Wake
In spite of direct dependencies on that which only the five senses can communicate, the wretched undead felt for on ecstatic moment the abstraction of their reality – that it was the superficial upon which they dined, not the colorous content nor the pure light of reality, merely the distracting surface – penetrate the border, [...]
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The Blinding Text of the Untouchable
May the Sun, in its grand dynamics, call out the edge so that it may be seen on orange days when the fuzz of boredom explains away the rain and the once funny drudgery is no longer a decent place to hand out a free love that shares a stoney sidewalk block, a square that [...]
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The Big Push Forward
Old duty called again only to find old soldiers staring out windows that the light of youth could not cut through. The sirens prepare such old souls for a walk down the road that is lined with lillies. Coursing with renewed vim, a man’s man who vigorously waits for his destination sits back with a [...]
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The Horror
The red repent and sweep away the few chances for a bounty grounded in selfless joys of terrible disinterest. This becomes the forefront of an indecent thrust that extends through the battled lambs, to the certain boundaries that only sacrificial discourse may even attempt to call out a serious dissolution of unnecessary structures into the [...]
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