let my Cain wound, marker, be a womb: for the sons i will give unto this world: and let it be known: this is my Anti-America. this womb of hurt that will later become the child that i've associated myself with: without any variation of willingness to expert advice testing... but now i know my symptom of the incarnated biography: the auto- will come after the self-, don't you think? i think so: at least the will to think is the most powerful component of existence: telepathy... borderline... don't you think, that, now, i am more than able: to justify: eating your liver while you watch?

once lived:
forever lived...
do you understand me:
or do you need
some Hindu
******* on the throne
of thrones
antithesis scribble
and story to fake
with reincarnations
i'm asking you man:
psychology man
man without soul
i'm asking the schematic man
i'm saying:
you want to live a life
with people ******* on
the toilet seat you sit on
and questing that random
appearance of ego
and it's called the Asiatic wisdom
fuckery...
celery... ******* come to glorify
mongrels...
i'm no son to any other but
how you...
with what...
how is that..
that is...
        i'm your *******:
bad grammatical nightmare...
savvy?!