and on her 13th birthday... she had a pool party and night before I talked with Edie and... grandma... while baking a dry sponge, strawberry, vanilla, glaze... ridiculous... I guess long term relationships only work when you live in the bellybutton 0 meantime of London... and your love scandal is 18 years older than you and on the island of Kauai... then she talks about her past boyfriends... you get jealous... fine: fibrous... fine fine...adds to my character to chew... but then... then...she shows you pictures of her fron her youth... ... ... ... ... get a proper I.Q. m.o.t. if you don't get my, ******* surf / drift as to what I'm insinuating; ****.

I cry,
And the weapons
Of tears
That come running
From my eyes
Slither
Winding
Into my ears
And I am born
With the Gemini-Tongue.
Breeding Taurus
With a Virgo...
O joyous child
Reyla my dearest concept
My crocodile affectionate
why why why
O... whimper blue hue who...
I love you so dearly,
Never mind regarding
Whether you're mine,
Or not...

this much time...
I allow you...
take comfort, but also
take concern...
for hooves,
for cobblers,
foe for foe....
the crippling "agriculture"
of English culture
via Afganistan
near Arabs to the Romans....

for neckties and
buttons... ooh...
Smaug might asssssssk...
Button fiddler?
Shoe shiner?
A tailor, misnomer...
a tyer of...shoelaces?
and of tonguessssss?

You walk the same shoes
but with only one tongue?
shame on humanity
for not being:
at least! Commonly,
collectively, bilingual...
If! So much gay ****
gets celebrated
like Nus the **** deity
Of **** gets celebrated
like peekaboo Lucifer
throwing tantrums
descending from rhe trauma
of a sea in the heavens
being born via a ****.

Defunct Islam...
two eyes, two feet...
two ears... two hands...
Dajjal replies...
Well well well...
Allah is not one eyed?
Oh wow... wow wow wow...
bur he's only equipped
with one tongue...
Blindman of the Desert...
So Allah has two eyes...
but only ONE tongue?
What a strange blindness
to be thus, celebrated...
two eyes but only one to tongue...
I guess... pity the blind man
and a speaker of seven tongues.

to borrow from laissez-faire... permettre d'être... in terms of "god" and "soul"... for the latter i have the scientific conversion to Sigma: sum+... or what is that animates... but doesn't give purpose or meaning, while "god" is what inhibits animation and for that reason, gives reason, purpose and meaning... just to establish something beyond the socially-scientific sniffing and self- prefix automation spaghetti monstrosity... or as the Beatles sung (I ******* hate the Beatles, more an ABBA fan)... let it be... minimal scientific interference in the cognitive development of an "individual"... so scoffing and toy-bluffing at someone becoming whole... and perhaps good... without a need or desire to explain the world scientifically... maybe a cave dweller, a Sunday worshipper at church... but certainly not hindrance to me... ergo... the improvised term on laissez-faire.

Surely, outside the realm
of trajectory,
algebra, "comcerns"
for arithmetics...
geometry... an association
of the birth of number
from letter by
equivalent denotation:
chicken... letter...
egg... number...
what came first?
the letter, then? the word...
subsequently:
a number and a sum:
equivalent of a word...
although numbers that enjoy
the functionsbility of:
    ÷
+     -
    ×             cannot be applied
to words; are vowels odd "numbers"
while consonants are even?

Summary of listening to:
HG Moeller
with Robert Sapolsky...
determinism...
whatever the scientific argument
is... no... we never had
free will...
since before the scientific
entanglement... there was the will
of god... and people
were o.k. with that...

free will must have come about
circa the time of abolishing
slavery...
god willing, god binding...
freedom has no surveyonce
of symbiosis
at best: a most tactful approach
to reciprocating concerns.

So if there is metaphysics...
and physics is what best undermines
thr complexity of biology
and chemistry...
then there surely must
               be a metamathematics...
to underpin philological
stability for intellectual thirst...
interest: virility of vivo per se.

ganz egal: like for like, it makes no difference... diff rrr... trill rasp of Rasputin in Vlad and Myrhh... the Germanic ontological constitution of constraints and the purity fetish... cult... what is purity and why is it only ascribed to a concern for evil: pure evil whereas the good is impish and denotes an article: the good vs pure evil... because rheumatoid purity... because pure evil is THE good... evil can be given a stance of being incoruptible too, n'est ce pas? otherwise, what, the ****, is worth, salvaging: to begin with?!

As I overheard my coworker
thinking aloud,
seeing how we hit it off with
a silent agreement about cutting
half an hour off each other shifts...
the words: 'I didn't see that coming...'
well yeah! Ha ha ah ha ha...
that's why I came!
I came when the crucifix
was no longer the driftwood
of history for the succulent
popish leeches to overpower
the illiterate with "magic"...
I came just on time...
not with the exhaustio(s) of
the Holocaust: just the disintegration
of the Soviet Empire...
two weeks shy of popping my head
out of a **** and a mother
and mighty the streaks of Chernobyl's
autumn in spring... ha ha...
"I didn't see that coming..."
that's why I came! Ah ha ha ha...
I came to bail out my brothers
seeing them forever teasing humanity
within the confines of coulrophobia
and those trees and those clouds
and all that is insomniac via pareidolia...
well... if God is still this mystical
spirit of changelessness, akin to what
Kiekegaard stressed...
surely a lesser judge concerning
pareidolia since not Islam
can give argument: what naturally
occurs and is not iconoclasm...
or... idol worship... hey sleepy boy
Adam... thin Lizzy oh such love
for London and Cracow I have
that Rome and Jerusalem might
as well crumble into their now achieved
status as the ***** and... Gomorrah.

A strangling... instrument.
Beehive in the heave
of the hoven:
which like a haven...
I do my bidding to a language
as language does bidding
to me: voluptuous becomes:
voluMptuous:
because like Baron Harkonnen:
I said so! and prior
to that: in that nebulous nexus
of power with Napoleon
and ******: I thought that be
enough of the appropriate
measure of oughts!
I will change how words
are uttered and with what vowels
and what consonants need
be introduced, invoked...
enough and such is
the weight of my crown of eyes:
I think
I remember
I see
I imagine
I hear!
enough of that oriental pacifism
of the mind's third eye!
I see a crown of eyes
and no unison to give
(the) mind that daring darting
of the venom of callous scheming!
with the expulsion of the Hebrews
from Europe...
shouldn't we, as Europeans
be doubly unforgiving
for having Christianity forced upon
us via the prowess of subtle
cunning: the funnel continent...
this, the answer, to why England,
is currently the reminiscence
of the partition of the Polish-Lithuanian
Commonwealth?

p.s.
I tend to stress the G in gNOSTIC
nauw of now I know:
this is the Hebrew revenge
against the Euripeana... strange
spelling...
hey ** the delivery market bazaar
from the Indian subcontinent
and a bunch of Africans
that don't have the Romanian
labourer mentality on construction
sites, just lounge on skidrow
of a 24h McDonald's...

sorry, what?! reality not worth
the checking?

classic.fm Fridays: Jonathan Woss' movie hour, or two... then Sue Perkins ******* off to Antarctica... my favorite female comedian: but only if she doesn't do stand-up but does classical music d.j'ing.

Of the skies above
and of the skies below...
I'm waiting for the winter
and the glistening sparkle
of stars in the cold
of concrete in captured
fright of water immobilised
by... "something"...
until then...
         classic.fm on a Friday
night... movie night music...
'ans Zimmer...
t"omas Newmann...
John Williams...
    ever so strangely how:
classical music composed
for a movie resonates more...
than anything orchestral...
no I don't mean the recluse
genius of taming an instrument
to it's full pontentiality:
Chopin's nocturnes...
or that that's Bach...
               but like jazz isn't really jazz
when it comes to jazz-orchestration
of... what's his name...
no, not Barrinton Levy:
murderer... murderer...
not jazz as Duke Ellington bonanza...
the shady primo -esque
reminiscence of a rock band
the quintet of:
drums, bass, piano, trumpet,
sax...
Friday night is all about
that Red Hot Chilli Pepper
song: throw away your television.

p.s. and still shy of at least
two hours to eat my Thai red
curry
while finishing all the 9h of
a Polish t.v. about
a Slovakian mountain robber:
Janosik...
           or the movie adaptation
of the original sci fi:
Jerzy Żuławski...
    on the silver globe...
***-mission: Juliusz Machulski...
dear oligarchs:
this isn't a Hebrew diaspora...
what the **** are you throwing
at me, this these people so
drone like: unrelatable
in the minimum wage bracket
of simply happy earning enough
to eat a sugar inflected
hum-of-chew-to-a-hamburger!

the vague fog of a people of
reicarnation
like dog to frog
is similis exemplar purpose
that pro-
that self-
-evident of a life? ein lieb?!
the lived?
i don't want
the experiuence of
life:
i want the lived: life!
i want memory intact!
i want Alexander
and Edie as
as before i say: heyho Tod!
life was a blessing
because of
Alexander and Edie...
and i want to dance
and sing
and be naked
and O
mighty... that night...
that night among any...
with natural history...
O joy just to behold...

mmm hmm hmm hmm...
hmm hmm hmm mmm...

     but not exactly that:
that deep eerie music
came in that simple cascade
of turning up the volume...

_ / // ///

/// // /

/ // ///
/// // / _

                  maybe i'm missing a # and '
yod the apostate apostrophe
of the name of god:
where not christ suffering on the cross
but the apostrophe
apostate Yod: '

                           (י)

Gamma Minor
Gamma Major:        (γ)

the god who peers into the mirror of nothing:
nothing being a pronoun:
ergo i-nothing-am: i am am: and nothing-that-i-am

i-am-that-i-am...


my mother doesn't see that i see beauty
in this world:
this dark world of the elves darker
with ears elongated to hear better
to hear the dead
flesh in Orc...

            angels disobedient in the classroom
having their ears pulled...
to listen better:
but oh so many were not musically conditioned
to absorb the celestial bodies
eternal with music...
and the awe of god standing before
the Mirror Nothing:

Nichtszpiegel!

it began onthe 17th of September,
coming early to work
SE17,
Elephant and Castle...
12h shift...
came early for a walkabout and a briefing...
spectacular nights of classical music
and anti-buddhsim...
all christianity: meditations in the workplace
12h on a seating cross...
which has its own measures pivots
of torture:
a sitting cross: rather than a hanging cross...

the antichrist has spoken:
a sitting cross...

      der sitzungkreuzen!

                   we would first administer
a torture to make the feet imitate walking
along and having those sort of blisters
a child receives when he numbs
his fingertips to play a copper string guitar...

work in security only numbs the heart
and laughter a music of...
how the more curious angels
rebellious fell and started breeding
with monkeys
to create the gods in men of flesh!

there is no son of god
before we were admittedly concerned:
Satan as father said:
i will wait for one of us like Jesus
and David and Hercules be brought
back into your domain of truth
to us that became a trust-honour
a work ethic...
we were deaf and you caste us out
to learn vibrations
in the air
to experience wind
we were deaf and thus punished
for our deafness and tone deafness
unable to succumb to the bubble
of music in an orb of silence...
a planet onto itself...

so we fell and decided to experiment
we were the scientists:
the first originators of how the species
would operate:
a higher being must have bred
with a monkey to create the Netherlands
and the Never-Ending-Folk...
        there could be no monkey crossbreeding
higher to give us the evolved form...
monkey bred with interracial scrutiny...

                 what bred with monkey?
some posited the monkey ingesting
a hallucinogenic mushroom as the Spinning Jenny
effect on biological evolution?
just made the monkey more intelligent...
but not go beyond its form...

someone must have bred a creature...
with the monkey to give access to Neanderthals...
a Neanderthals and what excintion / evolution
of a race of monkey?
there is no evolution via the route of excintion!
nothing evolves and becomes excint at the same
*******... time! same ******* time!

how can you evolve but at the same time
become exinct?
well: sure... languages become extinct:
but the biological form has not changed:
just means your women are ugly...
or whatever...

            someone ****** the monkey...
seriously ****** the monkey
some creature that... what?
descended from lizards:
a humanoid-lizard
used to walk the earth...
i'm sure of it...
well: if there is so much remnant
certainty about the universe:
like that the sun is a He-He chemical
reaction...
that there was the tragedy of the Meteor...
conditioning the mammal
via enough food, pasture,
entertainment...
                     alcohol... drugs are irrelevant
given those who ingested them
had no lizard capacity to see...
the mammalian brain is limited in scope...
so the dinosaurs "disappeared"
and yet the crocodiles remained
and serpents
and jellyfish
and aren't the birds what used to be dinosaurs
and before the dinosaurs became
tiny birds... esp the scary ones...
the lizard elite humanoid ****** off
but kept a Mickey 17... i'm going to see that
movie in the cinema... oh boy i am:
like a better version of Moon...
Sam Rockwell 2009...

                  and how old are crocodiles?
if we're going to have a biblical seance...
then we might as well put some hallucinogenics
of understanding into history:
and not human history:

                               natürlichhistorie...
all this science
this awe with physics and astronomy
that mundane chemistry of utility
the Aeaegean of Biology...
if a second Jesus were to come...
                    he wouldn't judge people based
upon morality per se, or sexuality...
he would come and judge people
on their work ethic...
at least a German morbid creature would...
arbeit macht frei:

   prison planet: clamour of gold under
the scarab shell: like jews lining their furr coats
with precious memories...

the bible is in context but it doesn't
delve deeper into a past the modern man is made
privy to...
the great flood begat that ancient man
but the meteor and the dinosaur begat
the modern man...
and all we need to do is accept
that the people of the bible are the last remains
of how time will operate from now on...
0 hour contracts
minimum pay
enough time to imitate Leibniz
and forgot the world with Netwon
and that other ******* socialite... Candide...
Voltaire...
   intellect well attired on display...
and 12h night shifts...
followed by involuntary illegality:
the... Mystery of Lawlessness has
now been Revealed to Me!

what is the Mystery of Lawlessness?
it's something to learn by experience
rather than learn from mere words...
context...

invoice:

17th sept 2024 - 21st sept 2024...
four night shifts...
then between 20th sept 2024
and 21st sept 2024...
a night shift (12h)
followed by a day shift (13h)
from 10am to 1:15am...
yes: it wasn't that long because
Dubois put Joshua 4 times
to the floor for him to get up
to the 5th time KO:
a black man saying to a black:
stay, the **** down with your *******
idle tongue!

saw Hatton and some other boxer...
anyways...
that was illegal:
illegal in the reverse sense of illegality
that's why it's a Mystery of Lawlessness...
i wasn't told or asked
to work that shift pattern: illegally:
working in a 0 hour contract schematic:
i can work an illegal shift pattern:
a night shift followed by a day shift
on my way between shifts
i was too early for the 2nd one
so i took the Metropolitan out past
west London toward Watford
and Chesham...
             weird country... nothing remotely
resembling London...
not yet conquered territory...
then i took the train back to get 60min of otherwise
waiting...
i started the second shift bizzarely
with people who were on the know-in
knew i was in between shifts
looking at me like some Frankenstein
a blistering awe of an aura of fear...
i was willingly breaking the law by working
hours that no human is supposed to
be subjected to:
or maybe that was me just thinking about
that time when i overheard
the bad etymology of slav and slave...
even though only the Baltic slavs were
considered slaves by the Ottoman Turks...
you can't really say that about the northern slavs...