you... you really can call certain
                       ethnic generics, authentic i.q. mimics.

nothing bad about it...
some people have lost
the credibility of authenticity...

in that:
    there's a "hyper-inflation"
of origin... subsequently
guise(d) by a necessity
to mimic, craft replica -
subservient to their
     reproductive "agenda"...

there's nothing bad about
mimics -
   but then there's the world war I
style inconvenience of
plagiarism, and the:
in between the entrenched:
no man's land...

thank god that heidegger
allowed the distinction
between the
volkhaft (populist)
volklich (communal)
                                and...
   völkisch (folkish)...

   i'm pretty sure, that the latter?
is the only exclusive sentiment
within what, the former could
be fathomed, within the confines
   of globalist inclusiveness...

would the mimic culture
even comprehend the goosebumps
sensation, listening to folk
music of, an european tinge?

really?
   something akin to richard parker's fancy
translates, like
that fashion statement in the orient,
of donning schutzstaffel uniforms?
"aw in goo' fa'... nnn"...
  
        perhaps revisiting the moon,
would do humanity some goo'...
                   devil might know...
devil might care...
                       or whatever came about
with the O, omicron impetus behind
the "name", hidden...

      or what became the lost Δ in
either good, or god...
        go! goo! schpread! blobby!

        nabla (∇) + delta (Δ) = magen...
        
the rest?
          ah...
                          should that even
matter, after this was written?