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manipulating the genetic memory of "G.O.D."
So Gart, tell "it" in your wildest voice just what
happened...
The body was calm, but the inner voice was sharp and picturesque-CLICK-sharp
and boisterous... my quotative fragmentations all came from things
i remember others reading in solitude... i got up for the down
stroke-CLICK-i got the download from the uplink... memory is
the curse of IeyeI, and i and i was forced to shave the locks...
how do the letters FEM encapsulate the fine tuning of millions
of signals and splashes of amber mercury?... wednesday ran off
my chin with a whisper, i left it all for the "IT"...
luck dragons and wolves, no-thing and tetrahydrogen mole-globualights...
i dont think "IT" wanted this, i dont think "IT"
can find the foundation... neuralization, neuricity, neurapophysis...
pathways leading to perception without the ability of/for which
we like to call forth in a circumlocution of self appraisal...
cant see the tunnel for the space inside... "IT" seems
to borrow the sublime yet anxious handmaiden the was born out
of the plastic bag that was tightly nestled in the perverbial
armpit of all tribal alien gems... i feel like the gods are extinct
and in competition to see who can write the funniest suicide
note... who was the first celestial comedian?... remember to
remember... ememberebmeme... memetic me and floral space... cant
get back... call costomer service... they tell me my hitler married
my ethel merman... jupiter sold me the roach i swallowed... the
cops are in orange county and eight is their number... triangular
spheres with angels holding my mouth open... trumpets and vicadin
icecapades... uranium is running through my RNA... someones in
the bathroom and their watching me wipe it through 6,000 years
of psychic and sexual frustration... green and yellow, the incredible
hulk hogans hero... no difference between any of the similarities
that have made up mind... there it is i smell it with my fingers...
hold on... comeback... i think im going to puke... body needs
to be felt tip pen... dont forget hold on... you'll drown...
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