wembley, 26th and 27th of april 2025 will be memorable 2 days of my life i know i also don't know why but i knows i and knowing knows knowing and knowledge is a bit likt a ledge of history i came across the intellectual Satan and the intellectual Satan is still not the Intellectual Christ i wonder about the books he didn't write but instead read and i woke this morning and i didn't have the shakes of the hands and i worked today i took it seriously and people took my seriously and even i think took myself serious and i was about at work doing the basic security function and everyone was so compliant but there i saw myself being ordained with the Crown of the Anti-Law... the lawlessness is my gift unto the world while Christ broke of the Laws of the Narrative... $6.20 bottle of ***** of liquid honey and if i were to paint at easier paint Kauai on astarry night i still think if should become a painter and leave the poet with the philosopher i think i should begin with painting the living space your mocha mocca swizz late... or whatever you want to call it if i had all the fountains in this world under Wembley the national treasure of architecture because Rome is Anti-Church and the Pope has not been chosen yet and i'm looking looking because Big Brother spoke to the denominations of the Christian World where the Protestant Man Set Foot where Catholics we branded fools in the Mines of South America and the Pacific Rim i call the Pacific Rim the ancient geography of this world... i include the Pacific Rim South America and the extent of Polynesia... Quorus will not wake me at 4:30am and i have a child devil of a cat and i also thin k i think have a wife and a stepdaughter upon walking into the door i am to tell my demented grandmother the story my mother and Ilona tell themselves if i were a lie: i'd be many a lie: i would summon all the lies before the one truth because as much as there might be an Original Sin you must bow before me when i usher in the words: Original Lie... tell me an original lie and i will show you for all the ******* there is no lie... bigger than the ORiginal Sin which is like Judaism in Christianity to Hell and Save the Jews i tell you Original Sin is the Judaism aspect of Christianity not purged certainly: ISLAM SHLUT UP! just working with a lot of Hindus and i think of the Pacific Rim i think of the world turned upside down... looking at the Delta of the Thames like i might forward to Alexandria and backwards to Mecca i will show my lovely *** i will i will cage a Sri Lankan i will rummage in the garbage i will wash a can of coca cola in the bathroom i don't i will be very human and wise and wiser no above all a Dog and i thought to greater leisure but this intellectual far-fetcher is a disco when i heard those Polynesians talking between the continents to the other islanders and i have to admit the English are drunk with Rome with civilization the historians call it the Afghanistan of the Ancient World i like thinking of England as the Roman Empire Afghanistan of the Ancient World even before the Accents: Rome had to be overcome and the Germans invading: took the trouble of subjecting Afghanistan... of the Ancient World: England... it is only with the Germanic tribes invading were the Celts finally banished to their strongholds of gods and intellects... cooking cauliflower also stinks like pushing out **** in roaches... i think we could have an understanding i was pitchside for the Palace Games and pitch i smoked an umbrella and drank some pickling juice then i drew an octopus while thinking of my brain relaxing among sponges and in the quick brief western individualism has gone as far as the atomized man allows because the logical next step of western quetion and quest for individualization: nations, civilization... comes the Atomized Man the man who blew himself up... now i see woman being quizzical in their own retrospect because i hit a nerve and regardless what comes later i see already the olive and the tan and besides the silicon in ******* and lips... are those fake camel lashes... and they don't really work in the Harem of Narcissus where the elders go with Bible and Gloryhole confessional booths with **** and **** rather than dog-tongue and dog-ear!
because if i weren't to walk onto the Mass being Given under the Olympic Steps where those Samoans came first and then on Liverpool St outside the station the "western" equivalent of songs played no heart but the eyesight of techno progress i see you dancing in tombs of individualism and this lack of critical ego that i too muddle with self- prefixation of those things in the res extensa of my own res cogitans that requires the res cogito more than cogito per se or god because my mission is to last for 90 years and find joy in what passes us and becomes a memory of forgetting and the twins Memory and Forget
because if Memory is brother to Dreams then the two are muddled and we forgot all wong to be right and wrong and that's why dream settle the distance via there-being: in time regardless of the proper coordinate posit: but ***** wrong there: even that...
and if by Forget we leave black holes in our consciousness to quickly abstract universal abstracts to concrete examples abstract universals a priori universals i believe there exist 5 dimenions of understanding a shared eloquence of man...
Stanley and Stan's Intellectual Bias: because i thought: there is no Original Lie as much as there is Original Sin in the origin of Christianity being rooted in Judaism or at least blaming Judaism for the Lips Lipstick and ******* but not all circumcised men reflect strong physique... if we circumcised men for the purpose of breeding Gladiators but what is the purpose of circumciusing men if not breeding them for one purpose: if you were to circumcise men... you would be ensuring a solider class not a priestly class of people circumcicision would only be required of soldiers who: themselves willing would absail from the functioning vantage point of intellectual ******* i cannot be circumcised... but what if circumcision was reserved for special concerns requiring men to be wed to war and no poetry about war but the realities of a war that might happen: already planning ahead smoke and mirrors smoke and mirrors yes, i told one roofer: when the invasion of IRAQ happened and Weapons of Mass Destruction happened and that was smoke and mirrors... i think i was getting a leg up but i was also myself and most beyond sober..