2004-03-14 - 1:21 a.m.
...after a heavy dose of moral and political antigens:
came little lists of conversational tryptich (free play) honest halo of the seraphim on the fast dry syllables placed. meaning together, unused (ontos) rules, comfort & time; shadows spent, birth relay and early honest ghost being. Today God received despair in a tailored suit, all the while sporting slickened boots that trembled at high frequencies, most of them escaping apprehension. Clipped by (the other) conclusion, a quick quip unreally wound. Sitting down (logos) always expressed directionally; somatic experience. Older fame spreads unevenly, I think. Your Glaze on conclusive glue. No way you can smell a hue, are you shitting me? The audience stands to gain by those model amps. The re-introduction of accuracy still sponsored by power lines. Tantalus was born in the Englightenment and died 1000 deaths here and there. Emission of vice, an offended reminder from (above). Direction is flawed but the position of the body in space is the only true? Familiar with complaint and wish (fulfillment) in addition to...( )? Grand Manipulation of observed (bande) and typed diagnosis. Catachresis stares a frightening gaze into digital types tonight. A monster of such and such. Points of suspension and the cadidates dressed in black can still claim, the wrestling of animals to death, I'll remember the rabbit in my headlights (oops!) Dwell upon it, for a moment. The pauses and the presence began pouring forth from the silence. The fingers do not need to be just, alluding to surely sensed experience only.
