i think these two weeks at Wimbledon
will do me some good
i'm like a Gary Lineker of
the Security Industry
i haven't had a red card or a yellow
card for foul play
i think that's saying something
i recently made a complaint
about my team member
because i was supervising a team of four
and one "****" got out of
hand a 6ft66 one type i think
if Christianity learned anything from the Orient
and Pacifism
Christianity can learn the Crusade
the Ares Christianity of the Resurrected Second Coming
Chirst Already happened
he was resurrected
and lived out his life and wrote
the Gospels
i truly believe when Jesus was resurrected
he had a schizophrenic vision
of Matthew
Luke Mark
and John
       and all the other disciples and the clock
and i really think that the resurrected jesus
didn't do just that:
ascend to heaven:
well he did in that he wrote the book
sort of reverse i think
but maybe
i tell you:
i just need 3h sleep even 5
i tell you i think i am busy in that regard
today i learned the focus on money
and i used to just throw $120 an hour to prostitutes
today my mother asked me for money
that was a first
well: she didn't ask for me:
i have been her creditor
that's how the credit and debit system works
you deal with family on credit
but the real world on debit
at least that's how you learn INTEREST
i actually owed my mother money
but the fact that i could just give her
$2000 back just like that
before i started writing my father's invoice
i have the money
but i like the number on my bank account
with all the supposed heavy drinking
and smoking ****
a pretty $7,945
that's the easily spendable
and then some extra on the side
but i am also paying back
the supposed hefty sum of benefits allowance
i ejected him
but i didn't take his ticket
and i didn't rip off his wristband
because i was the one making a complaint
about security and i was actually
an auditor i just realised
i could become an auditor
and that was like a second tier aspect
of the security industry
like i could be a security industry auditor
and they wouldn't even know it
it would only take a hypothetical scenario
of an auditor
and Wembley could get its very own
security auditor...
after all there are ranks in the army
and if i'm seeing videos of women working hard
in the nursery and then hey presto the office
and no children
just growing up on the basics of money
i know there is someone out there
who will have visited Glastonbury tonight and
will have driven to Wimbledon the next
day
it was so refreshing when the Sun and Sunday's
Statement calmed the crowd down
from Political:
the Sun is going down
i believe so and there was less of that libtard
propaganda collective spew
i dooo not            |',now      
but i read the newspapers on a saturday
watched the internet on a friday
and then turned on the television
when i was ironing 9 white shirts
and the radio was in the background
9 shirts in around 30min
lost track of time on the Yourk Turks
the Young
trying to get into the cooler vibe
of Glastonbury
the Anglo Disco of the middle dead
high vibe the colourful parade
and all the ugly talk and happy talk vertigo
hotel of hmmm
the perfect time the perfect vibe
i need to see it another way round
trying to make it light
but i do think Roy
Orb  and Son
               Rodney Steward has all that mother
cool mother around
i just think perhaps when i have a wife
who doesn't want to share others with me
or the world perhaps beside the metal arms
and the needles and threads
i lost an ear with Vincent and Peter
two Odins with one Oedipus...
who surprisingly is not treated
as a demigod and for that reason
the demigod was a wound in us
longer than the wound of jesus christ
the wound of oedipus has long been
more complicated than the pop suffering
of jesus christ
a public figure:
but oedipus was a private figure and still
is:
because such was the pluck of knowledge
and what do we know of the crucifix
if oedipus is holding his eyes
in his hands?
who cares if jesus' heart is ablaze:
i don't really mind that...
but the suffering of oedipus is hidden
in the unconscious:
the same love of Jesus Christ
is like Martin Luther King Jr
and J.F.K.
                 that's who Jesus is.... to me:
he is that relevant to me
but i mean: not really...
and why is that if you tell ****** incoherent stories
about him:
so when he was resurrected:
people stopped ******* with him and left him alone
because he couldn't have:
the 2nd Baptism:
apparently the only person in history
to receive a 2nd baptism:
that of death...
the only person in the world?
like many ****** births so special she lied i think
of truth...
          and it is a wonderful world
the mere thought
contemplating the Islamic mantra about
Ezra Pound and Usury or
Christianity of Ursula...
             Anti-Saint Ursula:
when i heard that Archangel became
scalped in Christianity
under the guise of the Black Pope St. Michael...

how much of beauty descended to earth
from the heavens
to dig out the past macabre in the farts
of hell...
          but a second figure it out
i forgot my water
and one day so many watermelons and later
flags like Farrington station:
and one palestianian o.k.
a Ukrainian flag
some local flags
i don't know what statement
was what but i felt like an auditor
that time because i was the one to be coordinating
any ejection:
mind you... he also works as head doorman
at a *******
so you understand what i'm dealing with
what sort of ego:
a head doorman of a *******...
so all muscle muscle
              i mean you think i'd want a perfect
team but all this brass is no brains and
i think i was giving a test
i was coming in for work
for 12:30
so my fast train to STratford was at 11:53...
if i walked quickly to the stadium from the station
i could get there for 12:15
i responded like so
when the "boss" Tony calls me:
we need to replace you:
you're starting early:
can you get here for 12pm?
Tony: tight, really tight...
i'm already on my way
unless i can quantum travel
but i think someone didn't want to work with
someone or there was some disagreement or i don't know
i mean i don't know who i was given to work
with: i sometimes wonder:
so many new faces and the people i initially knew
faded from the industry or became gridlocked
because there's so much psychology
in this industry and even at the chicken shop
i was followed by my auditor spirit
someone trying to walk into a chicken shop
with a plastic cup of beer
and he was touched by someone
a woman with an SIA license
and now i realise the curse of this license is that
you have a mentality like a rabid rabbit
***** too...
for eyes darting and paranoia smell and piquant
taste buds...
but for a life of personal measure:
in writing devoid of this license being active
i have to wait
jeez... until 2027
i am licensed until then and i will have this
line of work in me until then
i think when i don't actually have to use it
when i have it like a black belt
but i don't have a black belt just this license
and without the jack and sparrow of the bullet train
i have no whiskers or cowboy boots...
i am not a cat
but when you can write about working
in the post office
i think we can leave off the post office
and you might as well come with me picking up
Bukowski from the grave
and doing my own Little Comedy
divine was...
not so much with Dante and Virgil:
a new age is here
pagan in my fantasy also secular and post-secular
because at times a new religion is infringing on all
the others
and the Christians and Muslims seem
to be both bemused by
the also bemused Judaism with Israel...
only 100 years ago there was a Judaism
without Israel.
there was the Polish tongue
like a gypsy a citizen of the world
because there was no state of poland
which even now is a joke state since the rulers
of poland are soft-core Germans:
TUSK, MENTZEN, BRAUN...
and now? UM-WOT...
like the British Implosion...
it used to be called England
Scotland
Wales Ireland...
internally at least
but to the outside world it was known
as the British Empire
it wasn't known as the United Kingdom
i also don't recognized that place either
after the British Empire
there exist a plethora
and a diaspora of United States
Australia
     and other Chimeras of the British Implosion...
it's a concept not a confined state
and anything ethnic:
just a colourful cowoahwoahful wainbow flag!

the weird and wonderful:
marriage:
5,000 miles away
she might as well be living her
wife's life on the moon
and i'm stripped of oxygen
when no breath infuses
with words and there is no
coherent sparkle of
that dynamics that arrives at
such words from
a spaghetti soup of
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sdjdcvnqkvjewiurewiwerjkf
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descent into sanity
or rather
how all the rules concerning
life and physics are easy
but we are adamant with the devil's
ego to uproot
the simple fact that god has no ego
so the devil impregnated us with his
ego and there's no concept
of original sin
but god asked the devil:
why are these creatures so docile?
i created them in my image
but they are just so docile
another failure like the dinosaurs
i was waiting for the lizard men of Uranus
to sprout from my creation
but none appeared
so obviously i had to send in the NUKE
and hey presto:
i waited
and then came the closest thing i could
muster:
the monkey came but i saw nothing
that's where you come in:
i will give them knowledge of evil:
i will need your ego
and i will give them knowledge of good:
i will feed them nothing
i will drive that crucifix that will become
the nail in the coffin into man
and tell them through many people
that i am without ego
it might be called lying or scheming
but you, dear devil: are a thinking creature
and man misunderstood you
as a sensual creature
when he emerged combining the two
rather bewildered
rather than ashamed because
SIN they called it:
when they forgot their birth of the consciousness
divergent the divergence consciousness
the catch-22
but it was not sin
i think dear friend you can't stomach
the darkness of the sensuality of these creatures
when you see them go beyond animal
and that's what happened in the garden
but no one had enough tongues in ***
to speak to so many godheads
and the godhead of the crow and the fox
and the crowd
and there is a separate identity when people come
to congregate in a Coliseum rather than a Church
there is an oath of celebration
i am not a thinking creature like you
and you were right
man conflated pure thought with the senses
and metaphors and out came toy you:
Iblis: of fire...
no... you arose from my nothing-self
my non-ego my anti-ego
and you saw man the sensual docile
sharpen his sexuality with the innocent trickle of thought
and you sat in that tree the green
lizard i envisioned to create the latex
and vinyl monkey fetish bedroom
and vincent van gogh and i never understood
the fascination of painters' concern for
inanimate objects like chairs
and the stillness before the photograph
and the blink of an eye
and the moment when you stop thinking
and narrating and the world is a great yawn
and i am the chasm
and you are the echo
and now comes the summer zenith and
the all england club is waiting
two weeks non stop 12h shifts
i'm in party mood:
bigger than Glastonbury
and you want your country back no you can't have it
i like masks and i like when masks come off
and people argue in shops about
being short-changed
and the older geezers are paying tribute
to Mammon the Taxman...
and Mammon as a Taxman is fair
but that's not to envy his riches
because i envy the paupers
and in the blistering focus of the Black Sun
on the warmest day in June
i will call it the first of July
i have a wife who is jealous that i still
keep in touch with a friend from high school
she thinks my friend from when i was
11 or 12 is going to be her
5,000 miles away
4 years or however many in
and we've only seen each other 3 times
in the space of a month
two weeks
6 weeks and me going over for almost 2 months
and if this is how all my relationships were
i already said to myself:
as i will say to her:
because another woman sitting next to me
polyamarous
she had her hair *******
but then after a quick break unfolded her hair
and was trying to keep me
in the realm of bees and flowers
and kept flicking and i was reading
her tattoos and i said i had a scar
and i didn't need tattoos
and that was weird
i was engaging in something new
and i don't know if liberating
but she called me an angel
and i said i can't i have a wife
but i didn't it was obvious there was a ring on
my finger
i just don't understand why my wife
thinks i'm so "dangerous" if i go to a social
event in a public place with one friend
and 4 strangers
because i think that's the best way to
keep the event of society
going the sort of event that society is
that is
what Pompeii was
to all of us
before we discovered the pre-history dynamic
of that sort of science
history is a science
it is not a humanistic topic
history is equivalent to chemistry
and physics and biology:
heavily on the biological side of being meticulous
and pedantic about facts and the fluidity of
knowledge: since knowing is not regurgitating facts
like a parrot
but history is a science
philosophy isn't a science
the amount of precision
you need for a chemistry experiment
the same precision need to write
about the life of Louis XIV
you need a killer glossary
and appendix
very scientific:
philosophy doesn't really use that scientific
rigidity
it's systematic but in philosophy becoming
systematic akin to Kant et al.
philosophy lost its pragmatism
Nietzsche thought philosophy should
return to a pragmatism but the problem
with that kind of "pragmatism":
aphorism and truth-bombing...
it leads to untested truths:
un-observable truths:
un-tested truths...

how can you test an observation akin to,
e.g.

         the devil has the most extensive perspectives for God;
on that account he keeps so far away from him: -
the devil, in effect, as the oldest friend of knowledge....

where in common sense and history as science
is there serious talk of god or the devil?
surely history has a pale devil ******
and the copper devil the Great Khan...

really really bad ******* example!
but i guess that's the pinnacle of philosophy as a subject
i too would be of the conversion to write
in order to pass the message along
point being:
why is history deemed a humanism and not
a science?
i think Heidegger attempted to allude to that
in his black notebooks...
i'm sure of it:
because he felt trapped by philosophy
and i too would be trapped by philosophy
if i didn't have a background in chemistry
and history
and i loved that combination most
in terms of being confined to
dear mother pedagogy
before i learned the anti-pedagogy of my father
and there is the anti-pedagogy of the father

the Prodigal Son
and i suppose Christ is a bit confusing
because the whole affair
the drama he needed
to speak his message
and die peacefully...
i mean he could have spoken that message
and died sensibly with
a book of philosophy or poetry or allusions
to history in between some chemistry experiments
he could have spoken his message
i don't see how that translates
into modern soap opera
and him being crucified for those words:
words aside:
he must have been genuinely crucified for
something:
not as mundane in a world
of paganism and high masculine virility
and hyper feminine agility to be the Helen
of Troy and **** up eat the Harem of
the Trojan War
i mean Helen of Troy is like the ****-Eater
mother of Genghis Khan
how many men ****** her god knows
i mean how many dead men ****** her
she made slaves to Ares...
then there's Mary ******* ****** Salmonella
or whoever that Roman soldier was
and Joseph Cuck Jukebox later Henry
if you want a strength in Christianity
i suppose you need a very powerful
Secular / Pagan overlord
systems for society to be in place
but we live in a post-secular society
haven't you noticed?
we live in a post-secular society
you noticed the trend toward new spiritualism
i mean:
it's like what happened in America in the 1960s
or the anglosphere world
of toying with oriental beliefs
buddhism:
now we have to somehow understand
Islam or there's a small lefty Elite you disregarded
the European fancy for Orientals and
decided: right! gents! gents! we found truth in
Islam and we can somehow keep
Christianity!
i married a ******* Christian woman and
she gets ****** like i'm talking to her
******* son or what
i mean as a male
and my relationship with some sort
of divinity is probably best served with:
i am naked Adam
Naked Adam is my name:
i don't have a Jesus to follow unless i am
******* weak i

adventavit asinus
pulcher et fortissimus

the donkey has arrived
a puncher and the strongest of all

i almost had poacher on the tip of my zunge...
but so little... so discouraging from
the ordeal of actual interests...

or at least there was that amazing story
of state atheism
and how it was not so much
about the capitalism and the communism:
that came later
after all economics and how goods are
exchanged and money treated:
i wonder about the mystery of Islam
and money and how as a white man
i don't have the privilege to raise children
because the economic model affords me
but how Muslims don't pay interest on loans
and they probably don't have mortgages
and can breed like Rabbits
so i ask Muhammad to be my white Rabbit
if he is to have a fight with Christ
over superiority in monotheism
i ask Jesus the Donkey
and Muhammad the Rabbit to step up to
one of Aesop's fables about
five blind men touching up an Elephant
and Elephant can be Buddha and Hinduism
or rather Buddha can be the monkey
and Hinduism can be the Elaphant
but i need Jesus as donkey
Muhammad as the white rabbit
and i might find someone with
Jackal or Fox credentials from north Africa
i might
but i have no name...

        for the time being the Eskimos and
the northern stretches of the human experience
are off bounds
there is no event of society
not the grandiosity i already know...
the west end the conerts
we have churches on these islands
CONGREGATIONS are not SOCIETIES...
and we don't have a cinema on Kauai
and i don't really like going to the cinema
the last time i actually went to
the cinema
i went to see the Fellowship of the Ring
10 times...
oh yeah... and i went to the cinema to watch Dune...
but not really into that sort curdling custard.

such a chin chin
champ chimp
champagne

i think of Iron Maiden
the gig
and the only
one i really wanted
to work at
was

Boris Brejcha
Cercle at Aren(es)
de Nim(es)
i get the markers
in the sand
you bother me
you ove
love
me too much
your
mother
your daughter
you
are
bothering me
i've seen many Eddie
Iron Eddies
on t-shirt i was hallucinating
i buy **** like i bu mushrooms
let's party London!
i'm gonna send the dogs
on her!
Edith
Edith.....       because
#you
Edie
and Eddie
you scalp my wife
i'll have a word
LOO
LU
i am the

(Λ,Ω
A
I tilt...
           Ω

(Λ, Jesus
Mother Mary:
Ω

i will burden mys:
elf born twice
chem
stry
O...
      
telll sigh #0 one

there are worst pro bono relations to the art
or rather:
be a movie or a music critic and you get
paid: for...
    for exactly doing the ***** work...
i mean there were avenues to be had:
it's not like i might want to make stale Platonism
and other rigid system pop science
or what was once just happily happy to go along:
i don't know...
just came back from an Iron Maiden concert
and they played the Rime
and that's like 10 minutes too much
but they didn't play:
the Number of the Beast...
or Mother Russia
or Bring your Daughter to the Slaughter
or Afraid to Shoot Strangers
and they also didn't play... Big Losfer's Word...
the best attempt to Jimmy the Jam
Rasp and Berry: hid the H another
did a magic mushroom of pooping itself
into me conversing some analogy:
my greatest hero?
Leibniz... he worked in the schizophrenic
simultaneous universe equivalent to
Newton
but the former was a lowly giggling
"librarian"
while the other was a state tool...
and would be consecrated in Westminster Abbey
and then all became dust
but i'd rather think of Leibniz as having discovered
mathematical calculus
after all... calculus was the new geometry
but then if we are going to love Newton
so much: shove it up his ***
and let's see what tongue resides:
wasn't he secretly openly gay:
i can't understand loving
i think it stems from the Zodiac of Gemini...
the **** to mouth...
Poppers or... the pills gays take to
expand their consciousness
while one takes a blue the other takes a red...

revival of
cathaolism in England
Catholicism....
in England
3oiyth
with Advent Islam
precise;ly./.......
the catholics of England
the Dire Ire of the Land
on the Ununited Kingdom:
Un Un
and Ooom... srinking
sh
shrink
tow the death and
elephant...

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       you have your mother!
talk to me?!
you have
your mother?! talk
to me?!

   really?!!?!?!?!           ha!

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