and the ghost in the background her voice in a grey cloud: cloud about to be mined... for ordeals of ego and co-co-coal; and there's no where in between: this ghostly fallen sleeping paranoia: but regarding the formidable triangle: the sunnier expedience..
Marx: mammoth the phallus of OINK the clarity of gold against sunshine calling reality the worth of rust compared to iron oxygen breath so the ghosts were trapped in metal and oxidised it and it became is and i who he we didn't really: get mentioned t.v. mentions letters as images i better remember something in images... than trying to sound all musical but that's what the Koreans asked for the music to their oblivion and Disney cartoons and outlasted Manga... Manga is a loop of imagination no Freud but plenty of well dressed Nazis... just citing a Korean fetish... like the truth never came... or wouldn't: to begin with... there's this baking half twice the pop consciousness whiff just that overshadowed that there's no real proof of the Collective Unconscious of Jung: there's no shared depth but the democracy of solipsism: Collective Consciousness Herd Mentality the Pstychiatrists Cry like Jung and the False Prophet that is Jordan Peterson...
humanity does not self-reward the individual and the individual is a blind concept of the anti-heroic: the anti-heroism of individualism is a cognitive mirror of disbelief and discard.... it: the modern concept of the demorativ individualio is somehow a compensation for what was forver the ideal of the few as bias: not basis for even the most remote acknowledgement of fundamental vector: translation: posit: what culture war when my Mars Satan is oldest in the Bilingual War and that combats the age recquirements of the supposed Culture War: first the fundamentals the War of the Two Tongues and the War of the Three "Images" the Sight and the Two Sounds what became as the C.J.K... the Chinese 'Ape Kojakskies.... Sky I Y easies... Mom Fruma Mon Tombo... grass is death look Eire... a green witch...
objecvtively even my living of my neighbour might equate what i feel the parnoia of the voices of the suberego the source of schizophrenic hallucinations come from the superego this scalpel against the soul with the mind of Jew but not the Zing of the Chu Qwi... the Chinese Sage rooted in the PHilippines... and pineapples and sowing discord...
and this is me relaxing without her limo **** limp limp **** limo.... someone else's house and i think: someone else's life... this body the same suitcase unique... so who's licking who's who's ****?!
and who is do die and crying and who is to die by the keyboard and regardless of the soma i said sclera is the oar of the poaching pear and human i hear assurances and more concrete to wed the volcano with the lava and cement of New York Toy R in the mirror...
because it isn'r a concern for outlier Hawaii and what became Asia versus Europe and not so much no continent but a Time not a Space let Europe be a Time among the Space of Asia Africa America Antarctica let Europe be temporal and not Spatial and let the Planets be Planets and let the stars be stars and the days be days and nights the moons and days the suns and each of us: i and you and you and i...
somehow imitating crow crown sorrows and rings and rigletts Nomads with the One Foot... and One Eye half of Me and perhaps Two Toes and Two Ears and in this binary 1 2 1 2 2 2 1 2 2 1 2 1 2 2 1 in this binary 1 2 2 1 1 2 2 1 1 2 1 2 1 1 2 not in this Kantian solipsistic the ******* God of the Autistic Child the God explanation the binary of 1 = affirmation and 0 = negation... Kant said: not God...
i said no to the Mirror and the 1 i am and 0 i am not... let's bring language into the war: proper once already arrived at images when disguising sounds: there is no concept of the Word... there's the Image: as there is no concept of Letter and with no Concept of Letter there is no concept of Vowel and Consonant and i am REborn... Asian... but all i had to do is go seek Asia in... Polynesia... i had to find the world as a prince... and i found my garden... i found my princedom...
i found the weeping willow and i found the labyrinth of the *** of the Angel that met robots and androids and humanoids so many zombies of technology like hierarchy unlike the Halloween of werewolves vampires and pumpkins... i'm talking ROBOTS ANDROIDS AI CYBORGS human flesh CENOBITES... i mean the *** goes into why Asian girls ****** with sounds European girls would consider to be: imitation ****: then again: the higher mind of *** and obliteration: of dicta of the mind...
the psychadelia and the phren-paraphaenaeliae.. too many vowels? i guess they were born out of wedlock like surrogacy of jesus christ when joseph said to mary: what sort of genius self-mobility like egg-***** but no letters matched: to call ego-egg and the cockerel cried with tongue in beak... shortcomings the sanity project: happy tides from the sea of madness: you... can... only... go... mad... .... mad.... mad.... mad... ... .... ...mad... mad... mad... mad... mad... mad... m... m.. m. mad... ...once.................. remembr: Hercules.