such a beautiful jumble of thoughts: come the night i don't want to the last time i will see marijunana see daylight: just like the apples my father plucked from the tree in the garden reality check... it was real... what a beautiful jumble of thoughts: thoughts and oughts... not so binary? maybe 7000 miles apart dearest girl and the iron maiden you sent my ego into... but... now i tell you as man among angels and demons: YHWH is also said: JE CHOWA: he who hides them: the women... so well that now they torture men with so much exposed flesh... then hide them in winter and Islam... religion is too rigid science is imitation of religion but there's no realistic: dogmatism of science outside of the method: and the method is rather simple: but belief is complex...
god to angels a required sought song... god is a cognitive architecture not a psychology god is also nothing and nothing is also a cognitive architecture it's not a person and certainly only Jesus...
had a thought about Nietzsche roaming the continent imagining a dancing star and ****** and Ghandi was right: for 2000 years the Europeans glorified the name of Jesus Christ and now they'll glorify the name of Adolph ******... well? seriously? isn't it an amazing story?
the will to strife is the will to strive: power is secondary... there is no will in power: power is the sound that comes after the aeroplane in the sky echo boom the will to strive and to strive is like light and power comes second like genius of an equation Eschlert = Matthew + Conrad... weird... square myself schizoid and discover dementia and abstract brain damage Joseph Martin and Me because Miroslav belongs to Eva and Eva is the 1/4: one quarter the QUA not the QUO vadis: qua: as i am: going somewhere: i don't need anyone to ask me... she's a difficult mother i think like Reyla i don't feel hungry...
god is a cognitive architecture and nothing is a cognitive architecture and not the first and ultimate person: upon meeting the mortals gaining access through the grace of death come to meet the immortals who some were born of Fire some were born of Air... there is no question about the superiority of the Elements... until the Hebrew god came Allah took the easy route... and tried to imitate Adonai... the will to strife is the will to strive: power comes second... how did he travel north and settled his people in Poland: who was that second Moses i'm not allowed to hear of? why isn't Jewish history in the mainstream were you oh you waiting for me? the Holocaust happened after i arrived: but i arrived with Chernobyll: yes, poet-bouncer, backgammaon enthusiant cage of chess comparison: fate a game: trying to put chance and luck into strategy... her god fears me... that's why i'm hearing all these geniuses in the air: her god fears me... i can sense that... her god fears me: because i did say to her: i also fear a god: but it's not your god: i thirst: a blood that's water that's knowledge...
i wrote that sentence and realised my cat is trying to fall alseep: me made a pact... don't snuggle to me... i will have one side of the bed: you have the other side... use the pillows if you must... we... don't... ******* snuggle!
Oasis reformed... 2025(6) i probably won't be here... i'm still listening to the best band in the industry that will not be exported like Rammstein i wish... i wish Faun could be exported better... i like archeological music... that's what's or was out countries before the great funnel experiment... like a 2nd Mongolian Horde... you what?!
your god fears me... doesn't? no... but does he fear my god? i too have a god... i don't know his name! i'm looking for him! i'm the Nietzsche in reverse... he came to a church with encore and wind and i couldn't just say it was Jesus so i didn't ask: kept my mouth shut and just ran out... of the church: exactly! what if that experience happened to me in a Mosque or a trainstation of a Synagogue... Liverpool St.: god i love that station... and Baker Street... two of my favorite stations on the London Liver and St Pancreas... something something.. organic in inorganic... how life begins...
start early finish early: doctor's appointment 10:50am doubled up cycled, checked... in person... telephone too expensive and not everyone is on Whatsapp... then for whiskey and some vit juice and sparkling water: if not on the moon then in an aquarium... i promise you...
something's wrong with my bicycle: it's brand new! brand new!
the northern, crusades! ******, Communism, decadeance of foreign ******* being the kings of Poland: Poland's concept of autocracy... kings... queens... what the **** happened? not ****** enough no Windsor goldfish eyes and the Hapsburg jaw? not enough ****** power struggles: the Windsor goldfish eyes and the Hapsburg jaw? oh Poland was a brothel for the kings of Europe... what better queen to start off with than Jagiełło í Jadwiga
yes.... in ****** í í not: pieg... i added that distinction to assure you: í: in English: and... is a conjunction... so... pay... attention... dear... child... before... i... turn... into a... berserker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
let's not be: lazy like the English and keeping all the Latin letters and not being: immersive... hmm... other adjectives, qualities: let's not be so airy-*******-fairy... until my return... this canvas should be left intact: pristine...
to the ancients including Mohammad from Plato abhorred the poets and the sophists became politicians but i don't understand the rigidity of the ideology call it religion if you want to soften the blow: i'm currently thinking about bringing only one book to Kauai: a Thesaurus... i don't think i need a Bible or a Quran... i think i'm secular scary enough to only bring a Thesaurus with me... o.k. vol 6 of Knausgaard's Mein Kampf...
but did the ancients envision such parasites as journalists?! never in a million: ah... hemlock: maybe a year... what would the ancients have realised when books were sacred and now newspapers and this one poet turned bouncer just started puking at the existence of journalism: that is my motive: my strife: my will to overcome strife and let it become a striving.
seriously: you want me to remember falling asleep? i thought sleep is forgetfulness and why some of us are rigid dylexics and some of us simply don't dream
oh the Second French Republic: something miraculous happened in France a second Rome and it lasted for so long before the Afghantistan of Europe that's England... since the Romans couldn't so the Saxons came in and that's probably just after the establishment of the League of Lobardy: i'm not going to check the dates... but the Aenaes? where who is the next more myth and no religion no science no journalism: i need to feed off myth... year 0: not that i want to control time but there's just too much mortal baggage and i want toi clarify something: maybe in two tongue: when i get the chance... Reyla was already freaked out that i spoke two tongues it wasn't that i said WATER funny at a pool party on Kauai: jeez i'd become of ignorant of the world... or maybe the world could be allowed to become ignorant of me... i really don't need to write this but i also don't need to watch t.v. or Bukowski gamble... posit god as personality: chance: the universe: multiverse of stories... indivudals in a universe... o.k. so a bit like the faction who direct Titanic: a Romey and Juliety... a romance at first: but then: DISASTER MOVIE GENRE... volcano erupts: Priam the Idiot remembered forever: didn't listen to either Hector or Paris... Priam the Idiot... the parasite authority without mind... there's a reason why i rewatched Troy and Titanic almost simultaneously... you're so annoying... am i? just... just a headache? baby girl: you want to make this like we're hanging out in public and i get you kissing then you mouth me off?! you want third party sources to establish know-how about our *** life? salute! to your forever protruding nibbles of *******! BB GG... ha ha!
yes, the bicycle... classic style: real tight: thin frame... but the high gears... 14 in total... 7l and 7h respectively low and high... problem comes in the form: 7h7'6'5...
do you understand? 7h7'6'5... if you do please elaborate... leave a comment... my girlfriend tells me i intimidate people... my... GIRLFRIENDs! tell me i INDTIMIDATE... PEOPLE... 7 higher: of those: i think there is not enough slouch on the bicycle chain that's why it feels like my bearings are **** when i was the one who ****** them wrong: but now i know the bicycle chain is too short: the buckling and cranking and creaking and creeping... on H765... high forward peddle: something... or other... 2x 7x 14... the upper tier: malfunctions need to go back to Cycle King and build up Brother Love... talk of machinery, now? so the advent of machinery of the bus driver not enough *** to replace so a population collapse like Japan already knows and Europe is too ******* stupid to notice like Weimar and i'll be dead before this CARNAGE ARMAGEDDON emerges... why panic... when what you foretell will only happen with the sanctity of your death: said a Sybil: once... well that's good: so... hey **!