V[this is where Vee go ]
i split the atom of a glyph
called
V (vee)
i did without a spade nor
the sting of a royal bee
: this i did for all of
me.
:: 07.13.2020 ::
[extract: The Destruction of Western Alphabet –eprobles–]
THE distinguishing Nature of ‘something’
is a character supported by a glyph.
within the mental imagery
of emotions.
We call it ‘words’.
As if we never noticed the rising Sun!
that we never ever felt the sinking
Moon whilst upon a beautiful date
is how one destroys things : place
your tongue upon the palate.
THE sides are for flavor but the top
and bottom taste Life.
:: 07.12.2020 ::
[ideas i used to slay the Western
Alphabet. Next book: to rebuild
from those ashes]
IF YOU HAD A WILL and testament
would it be written and read
within your perfect shapes
of curves and s-plashing reds
and of dying flesh?
AND if everything around you
is not quite as what it seems?
so if everything you ever
knew was just an elaborate
dream? As Narcissus would you
look upon your image and find
yourself afraid to see?
Hunting forever(y)
things that mean nothing at
all but the treasures all always
around you.
ALL CREATIONS OF YOUR PAIN
:: 07.12.2020 ::
[riding upon the back of a young butterfly i see quick scenes and smell the Earth and
her Perfume//a bird! –> dive! haha!\\
how wonderful to be…what is that? LIFE! OUT here within the fields i forgot
my heels and have my butterfly within high
gear — no need to worry no need to fight;
no need to feel forgiven | says the
beautiful butterfly do not cry do not break your heart
it’s only other-worldly experience here as a human believing butterflies; that nexus
is there if we go together.
A memory of Existence!
so begin the day with a friendly voice so those who love horror
can hate your musical comedy and love! Man! hahaha.
:: 07.12.2020 ::
while walking i met a Sprite
and she told me several times:
‘you ate my x-pectation’ ah look here — gently placed
her dreaming heart & clouds (as if a party is a party ever
met to last) all within my Heart and we moved everywhere — i once
saw a long life briefly then fell unto deep Love everlasting.
within a deep lush flower petal of reds and whites these memories
are felt child-happiness: tell her to find me between spaces of No
Things (forget to not get nor forget mine true Love) tell the weeping
circle of Nature how the springs sing and gather now among the embers
of Time (she was a true love).
Noctambulant now under a sad silver night of Moon.
:: 07.12.2020 ::
inside the MOUTH of the sun
frail invaders come as i have crawled
to the corona of the lone cactus — day
and night are both and none: space is
full of surprises and sandstorms the glitches of time.
:: 07.12.2020 ::
WHO IS so happy today are they all within my
Head? Iris and friends feathers within the band
of my funky hat yeah not so scared caused i
lit the candles to remove evil thoughts while eating
my girlfriend’s older sister! cause i remember sad thoughts
& yeah some to blame upon me but so excited to see your Art
(i’m so honry) yeah : colors exploding as goo across the paint
of my canvas oh yeah — punch
, kiss, love, like and hate everything i am
— i wish to kill you : miss you then again
miss the bullet you wanted
for me…oh yeah who is so happy
today? all within their lonely
head — so ugly so are you ;
miserable people so scared
i lit my candles when i found
God.
:L: 07j.11/02020 ::
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