silence is the ambition of insanity.
pandemonium morals & sestina ethics.
behold songs coming through the walls.
recycling the eulogies that have pistol-shot generations of theories through projectile grammars. I see you.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Priest[4]: Sermon to the Seven Churches
our devotion to Gal revolves around the conquered portions of our powers. although devils are derived from angels. the only slain mythic beast is our nature. the assembling of a vaporous perfection with the affections of a vapor has put our Revelation TO THE FAITH of self-replication: human-inherited accordance schizoid genii details. bypass impossible interpretations. through the eyes of bees. we reminisce. about our shame of Eden.
circular gods sleep with some of their puppets.
the heartbeat
and its parts
stars bound by function
a pulse
4horsemen vessel in the flesh
of the weather.
human fear itself
foursquare hosts
for insects came
through shallow nooks
in human crannies
fear itself is a reflection
which withdrew
in its regression
ten horns of computation
processing altars
either eidolons remember
or we do dipped in altars
pall bearers & axioms
float in the ethers to become
born again
herewith behold the things that fold before God; walk first in fictional hatred. negative kingdoms hewn in a moment's sequence. become a closing line. becomes the way by which two parallel lines kiss at infinity.
in the realm of cartesian crosses. words search for meaning. clothe messengers from their messages. spend REVELATION on fatherless flowers. spheres bed whimpering breadth. miniature idols who feast on Satan's gut. procession of our knees. our penises ejaculate bees.
our mirrors are now filled.
mother's angels are Kokabel circles FOR nature. reckoning an easy angel's social identity.
circular gods sleep with some of their puppets.
the heartbeat
and its parts
stars bound by function
a pulse
4horsemen vessel in the flesh
of the weather.
human fear itself
foursquare hosts
for insects came
through shallow nooks
in human crannies
fear itself is a reflection
which withdrew
in its regression
ten horns of computation
processing altars
either eidolons remember
or we do dipped in altars
pall bearers & axioms
float in the ethers to become
born again
herewith behold the things that fold before God; walk first in fictional hatred. negative kingdoms hewn in a moment's sequence. become a closing line. becomes the way by which two parallel lines kiss at infinity.
in the realm of cartesian crosses. words search for meaning. clothe messengers from their messages. spend REVELATION on fatherless flowers. spheres bed whimpering breadth. miniature idols who feast on Satan's gut. procession of our knees. our penises ejaculate bees.
our mirrors are now filled.
mother's angels are Kokabel circles FOR nature. reckoning an easy angel's social identity.
The Priest[3]: Forgiveness
by the hour he means it.
it has gone away.
so any way may help him.
connect to the sight of
his opposite's tears.
& having been damned.
he exorcises himself.
of his consolations.
waking one's Creator
within
By necessity
( love and suffering )
prepares an eternal sunshine
& all our hands are
on our knees. preparing
for a prayer.
am I this priest I write about?
the dictator of significance?
the Transcendental Signifyer?
how many of your faithful
crowd up into my hell?
slaves are of Loyola
30 subjects buried
in their abnegations.
I swallow my general confessions. they catch in my teeth & decay. I will bury my present in the merit of conquering myself. looking at midnight. from dawn.
the wounding line ought to promise an embrace with the Cross. charity articles smell and smoke wars a face upward in time. versed brute PRELUDES O FOR increase our award.
love is the enemy of desolation. souls that an ass hinders reasoning. it is the cause of evil. send notice to my enemies. I am the power of fire.
it has gone away.
so any way may help him.
connect to the sight of
his opposite's tears.
& having been damned.
he exorcises himself.
of his consolations.
waking one's Creator
within
By necessity
( love and suffering )
prepares an eternal sunshine
& all our hands are
on our knees. preparing
for a prayer.
am I this priest I write about?
the dictator of significance?
the Transcendental Signifyer?
how many of your faithful
crowd up into my hell?
slaves are of Loyola
30 subjects buried
in their abnegations.
I swallow my general confessions. they catch in my teeth & decay. I will bury my present in the merit of conquering myself. looking at midnight. from dawn.
the wounding line ought to promise an embrace with the Cross. charity articles smell and smoke wars a face upward in time. versed brute PRELUDES O FOR increase our award.
love is the enemy of desolation. souls that an ass hinders reasoning. it is the cause of evil. send notice to my enemies. I am the power of fire.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
The Priest[2]: Knowledge
above respect or confusion.
If he can suffer in this expedition.
the Divinity of a daily Cross.
put upon him by such contemplation.
mystery may die, for example.
all poverty against our many labors.
separates a Paradise. all poverty against
the apples. to see I am the Tree. my desires
are these apples. I am the Tree.
nothing in my manner exempts me
from self-consuming. by helping those
who have sinned & served their negligence
& grace to a moment's impulse. where a
mystery dies. the place in which we feel.
may be a worthy circuit for the world
contraries for the feet of an enemy of
Christ our Lord. for NOTHING once
my mere attached is getting done.
a place in which we feel feelings.
& a consciousness of midnight
every hour. Divine Persons are dying.
& ten Additions of myself
to their tears are my procreation.
If he can suffer in this expedition.
the Divinity of a daily Cross.
put upon him by such contemplation.
mystery may die, for example.
all poverty against our many labors.
separates a Paradise. all poverty against
the apples. to see I am the Tree. my desires
are these apples. I am the Tree.
nothing in my manner exempts me
from self-consuming. by helping those
who have sinned & served their negligence
& grace to a moment's impulse. where a
mystery dies. the place in which we feel.
may be a worthy circuit for the world
contraries for the feet of an enemy of
Christ our Lord. for NOTHING once
my mere attached is getting done.
a place in which we feel feelings.
& a consciousness of midnight
every hour. Divine Persons are dying.
& ten Additions of myself
to their tears are my procreation.
Friday, February 17, 2012
The Priest[1]: An Envious Man(ufacture)
(a bad habit)
(is an instant in the future. ear)
(habit perceiving four parts.)
perfection against perfection.
a perfect Virtue. the slightest
soon. perfect powers. contend
toward an imperfection.
AFTER sleep, we'll see our own reflection. in this ghostly mirror. any one man can turn into his negation. staring at his reflection in the glass. a spirit inside a body or a body inside a spirit. to balance God's scourging the lines of demarcation. between her free forbidden spaces. & the confessions of a cross.
Vespers understood in their vain honor are truly begging a goddess for their soul's extraction. that centre is accustomed to falling on all fours and howling. giving consolation to those fit to indulge such sins.
in my heart, I cannot forgive this abnegation. nor confess the dirt on my soul to a man whose envy has become a punishment. confession after confession infecting bodies tried in a heavenly court.
up the road from grace, men have reverence in skies, heavens, and far off things beyond their understanding. one repetition of laughter commits this sin in order. omitting control for one moment is true sincerity.
(is an instant in the future. ear)
(habit perceiving four parts.)
perfection against perfection.
a perfect Virtue. the slightest
soon. perfect powers. contend
toward an imperfection.
AFTER sleep, we'll see our own reflection. in this ghostly mirror. any one man can turn into his negation. staring at his reflection in the glass. a spirit inside a body or a body inside a spirit. to balance God's scourging the lines of demarcation. between her free forbidden spaces. & the confessions of a cross.
Vespers understood in their vain honor are truly begging a goddess for their soul's extraction. that centre is accustomed to falling on all fours and howling. giving consolation to those fit to indulge such sins.
in my heart, I cannot forgive this abnegation. nor confess the dirt on my soul to a man whose envy has become a punishment. confession after confession infecting bodies tried in a heavenly court.
up the road from grace, men have reverence in skies, heavens, and far off things beyond their understanding. one repetition of laughter commits this sin in order. omitting control for one moment is true sincerity.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
2 Lot
silence binds Eternity to the entropy of the deep. a circular plain elongating in infinite space. the planets themselves are circling a great drain. nerves dream. shooting out from the swirling hole. a powerful iron tongue moves like a wind over the deep. condensing rocks relax and go to sleep. against the unseen. on the other side of this world, is a mirror image of the next. circling no-space an altogether different drain.
shudder'd nerves stumble out of a deepening slumber. where the two mirrors collapse into a third. this dream begets a second nature. devouring salt floods on a second shoreline. these histories are scripts in the library of heaven. rolled ages fold and unroll into future dreams.
and the undivided roots that refuse their name. cut asunder. forms shrinking from definition.
there is no weather here. no seasons. caves on caves & a molten center. yearning to be contained in the cold deserts & empty seabeds. my laws create the sky. to encase the fire. I am the God of undifferentiated infancy.
trumpets sound & ORACLES shudder. contagion aesthetics physician podagra ergo. suffers under his body's visions. b(our)bon vespertine particles aspartame minimus coveting. long dark holes rejoice in comfort.
twelve instinct phases loop like clockwork. crux ascendancy. QUATRE mouthpiece. laws into Marrow. upon the surging shapes. starry wheels can discern the flames: a demon casting piled forms into a region of secrets. a second power on the mountains rifted intense indignation against his winged ghastly children wept. howling & cold in a shadow of life.
into the sulferous vapor of the Venusian atmosphere. the stench of compressed desires form a river that the heart wove. explodes into the unrestrained desire which was divided into 50 mind bound nerveless circles. trembling at the infinity of forms.
dark Urizen howls at the perturbing sun. heaven worms from under his surface. an age rolls over. another script unfolds.
the twelve negations beheld his phantasies of brass. a fountain of flesh&blood trembled. combining senses. a body arose from the empty space. sounding an unquenchable trumpet
voids for its eyes & twelve negations emerged from the fire. bending their intentions into the horn of trumpet. twelve more negations for every negation. & the pressure of the collapsing space folds into a molten point.
silence binds Eternity to a circular plain. infinite space. circling a out from the swirling hole. relax and go to sleep. in the unseen side of this world. a no-space. an altogether different drain.
nerves collapse into a dream. a second nature. on a second history. scripts into future dreams.
and the undivided roots that refuse their name. cut asunder. forms shrink from definition.
shudder'd nerves stumble out of a deepening slumber. where the two mirrors collapse into a third. this dream begets a second nature. devouring salt floods on a second shoreline. these histories are scripts in the library of heaven. rolled ages fold and unroll into future dreams.
and the undivided roots that refuse their name. cut asunder. forms shrinking from definition.
there is no weather here. no seasons. caves on caves & a molten center. yearning to be contained in the cold deserts & empty seabeds. my laws create the sky. to encase the fire. I am the God of undifferentiated infancy.
trumpets sound & ORACLES shudder. contagion aesthetics physician podagra ergo. suffers under his body's visions. b(our)bon vespertine particles aspartame minimus coveting. long dark holes rejoice in comfort.
twelve instinct phases loop like clockwork. crux ascendancy. QUATRE mouthpiece. laws into Marrow. upon the surging shapes. starry wheels can discern the flames: a demon casting piled forms into a region of secrets. a second power on the mountains rifted intense indignation against his winged ghastly children wept. howling & cold in a shadow of life.
into the sulferous vapor of the Venusian atmosphere. the stench of compressed desires form a river that the heart wove. explodes into the unrestrained desire which was divided into 50 mind bound nerveless circles. trembling at the infinity of forms.
dark Urizen howls at the perturbing sun. heaven worms from under his surface. an age rolls over. another script unfolds.
the twelve negations beheld his phantasies of brass. a fountain of flesh&blood trembled. combining senses. a body arose from the empty space. sounding an unquenchable trumpet
voids for its eyes & twelve negations emerged from the fire. bending their intentions into the horn of trumpet. twelve more negations for every negation. & the pressure of the collapsing space folds into a molten point.
silence binds Eternity to a circular plain. infinite space. circling a out from the swirling hole. relax and go to sleep. in the unseen side of this world. a no-space. an altogether different drain.
nerves collapse into a dream. a second nature. on a second history. scripts into future dreams.
and the undivided roots that refuse their name. cut asunder. forms shrink from definition.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
America: A Prophesy[6]: Psychosis
the starlight is poisoned.
our blank slates undulate bones & meat.
dynamic spectral simians
with semi-automatic
REVELATION
we renew a god whose tracks multiply the angels.
closed loops (gods & processes) collapse into the center.
beside
the source
is turned away
from within
there is an angel
who dines in solitude on our prayers.
and there this angel
mirrored in his isOlation
flies into the sun
a third angel, then, an observer. with Mahalaleel madness. & the eYes of seraphim shine like sYgns. like light. entering the eyes. lit from within.
when hell has lit the bee. in the shadow of a binary tree. pearly gates will let the rivers run with blood. pronouns will be crucified where mirrors transform men into symbols.
initial this curse on their faces
avenge our brethren
is itself a bastard
smoking furnace savior ovens
vicious mouth of sweet dominion
spongiForm Apollyon
pride hath made you flesh
apocalypse deliciousness
apple of names written abundantly
as this commandment flees
the mouths that mournfully open
in utero closures
fathers that go gray
seven gravities of light
in white daynight
ribs prolonged as tendrils
I’d let one drop
abated obedience
in the master's empathy
Gilgal Spirits of blood
make masks of our faces
& can pull you through your soul
out from under your flesh
autonomous joyous lips
like holy negation
rejoice all over
our apocalypse. we believed in you. our faith. has come to pass.
our blank slates undulate bones & meat.
dynamic spectral simians
with semi-automatic
REVELATION
we renew a god whose tracks multiply the angels.
closed loops (gods & processes) collapse into the center.
beside
the source
is turned away
from within
there is an angel
who dines in solitude on our prayers.
and there this angel
mirrored in his isOlation
flies into the sun
a third angel, then, an observer. with Mahalaleel madness. & the eYes of seraphim shine like sYgns. like light. entering the eyes. lit from within.
when hell has lit the bee. in the shadow of a binary tree. pearly gates will let the rivers run with blood. pronouns will be crucified where mirrors transform men into symbols.
initial this curse on their faces
avenge our brethren
is itself a bastard
smoking furnace savior ovens
vicious mouth of sweet dominion
spongiForm Apollyon
pride hath made you flesh
apocalypse deliciousness
apple of names written abundantly
as this commandment flees
the mouths that mournfully open
in utero closures
fathers that go gray
seven gravities of light
in white daynight
ribs prolonged as tendrils
I’d let one drop
abated obedience
in the master's empathy
Gilgal Spirits of blood
make masks of our faces
& can pull you through your soul
out from under your flesh
autonomous joyous lips
like holy negation
rejoice all over
our apocalypse. we believed in you. our faith. has come to pass.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
America: A Prophesy[5]: Crack
Magog Mammon replication
something can come from nothing
& America shatters into its states
perfection passes into a circle
where is our mother? who forgives
Scriptural instruments that revolve around
a father's emulation.
forget America (existing in our choices) an ideal, maybe worthy of our loyal ellipses.
forgive our minor god campaign.
forgive us from nature's judgment.
forgive. our cryogenic sensations. would be void. would be ourselves. would be voice of ourselves. history prophecies against itself. crying poetry. instrument pecking red spiral. ex trick. chemistry of histories. circular copies symmetry. GOD money instruments & mythological perfection. nature's divination. out reasons our simian perfection.
something can come from nothing
& America shatters into its states
perfection passes into a circle
where is our mother? who forgives
Scriptural instruments that revolve around
a father's emulation.
forget America (existing in our choices) an ideal, maybe worthy of our loyal ellipses.
forgive our minor god campaign.
forgive us from nature's judgment.
forgive. our cryogenic sensations. would be void. would be ourselves. would be voice of ourselves. history prophecies against itself. crying poetry. instrument pecking red spiral. ex trick. chemistry of histories. circular copies symmetry. GOD money instruments & mythological perfection. nature's divination. out reasons our simian perfection.
Monday, February 13, 2012
America: A Prophesy[4]: Limbic
the wind against. the pieces of our god. blank slates forgive. the techniques that become immortal. instruments beget histories. GOD Magog chemistry. we are one. instrument. our faith perfects circles daring apples to perfect faith. which revolves around internal {GODHEAD} satiation.
a {GODHEAD} arose from y(our) flesh
sententious portions of which were apples
GOD beget Pius
& the circular magnum gods
like a cadence of infinities
chemistry techniques bedazzle instruments
philosophy creates slates
defaulted translated nothing
within whose higher lapidosus
can white circle rotate any god
whose bifurcated impulse is to rotate
whose spiral is inscribed in fables
& is itself a property of the universe
& mythological histories predict
this perfection
philosophy only promises reason. and reason devours flesh. Perrizites intercourse with flesh portions. & infinities nest within reason. traces following defaulted man's rotation about their centers. choices for our idols. apples or nothing. following traces defaulted money man defaulted enough to revolve out of his property.
highest bifurcated nesting
paradoxes woe knot symmetry
under can CHRIST can now devour
our corpus & kiss whores
imperatives devour deities
speechless sons with wordless woes
nothing creates Elijah
Magog instruments have a rule symmetry
the Gibean property
Ex Machina magnum
pass penitence
for a minor knot
Perizzites highest over
become under
and roll over
a {GODHEAD} arose from y(our) flesh
sententious portions of which were apples
GOD beget Pius
& the circular magnum gods
like a cadence of infinities
chemistry techniques bedazzle instruments
philosophy creates slates
defaulted translated nothing
within whose higher lapidosus
can white circle rotate any god
whose bifurcated impulse is to rotate
whose spiral is inscribed in fables
& is itself a property of the universe
& mythological histories predict
this perfection
philosophy only promises reason. and reason devours flesh. Perrizites intercourse with flesh portions. & infinities nest within reason. traces following defaulted man's rotation about their centers. choices for our idols. apples or nothing. following traces defaulted money man defaulted enough to revolve out of his property.
highest bifurcated nesting
paradoxes woe knot symmetry
under can CHRIST can now devour
our corpus & kiss whores
imperatives devour deities
speechless sons with wordless woes
nothing creates Elijah
Magog instruments have a rule symmetry
the Gibean property
Ex Machina magnum
pass penitence
for a minor knot
Perizzites highest over
become under
and roll over
Sunday, February 12, 2012
America: A Prophesy[3]: Limbo
maculis, your gods sleep
at GOD. GOD-CMPLX.
who has been an author.
AUTHORIZED.
(god0god).
the KING OF Clarius ate Gibeah while nesting in the lake of fire. the deliverer decompiles the truth. & set its free. limbic lizards speak in seductions, but bless with crucifixions. St Commandment's possessors suppose re-entry principles.
it will come to pass that a sinful pride is the justification for any means. men will breed out poverty. & refine the Prole component to a robot. pathogenic reflexes noted in our report. on the domestic cause of any god willing to hear our prayers.
it will come to pass. when scriptures rot in wormy earth. our god will declare its penitence. & become reborn in heathens. whose mythological crying lures it there. its only sense of reference is this sobbing.
& Scriptural ovens. that arose from perfection
to rotate around a center. to which we are identical.
the way a shadow can blanket the moon.
idols. apples. or else bifurcating trees originating
in Mischina. choices formatted over instruments.
circles identical to the rhythms of minstrels.
its fables. sons of bees. its vicious self abasement.
chemistry of our promises. Scriptural fables
circle the rules of a crying faith. Magog your flesh.
& be damned. the the red spiral tyranny of Perizzites.
& flesh is now a pet.
SPEECHLESS. the techniques that knot this circle.
Mammon binds infinities to its instruments.
representation is the origin in money. Moloch
implies this SPEECHLESS intercourse.
the Magog GOD Scripts these mirrors.
on its only pass along the spiral.
portions of our circle the attributes
of his personal symmetry. a property
of PRIVATE infinities.
oh circular {GODHEAD}
higher tears will pass along
its linear exit of from the spiral
identical to the penitence we devour.
{GODHEAD} Ex Machina. there to devour
the frictionless will of its function
the fuel of its functionaries.
at GOD. GOD-CMPLX.
who has been an author.
AUTHORIZED.
(god0god).
the KING OF Clarius ate Gibeah while nesting in the lake of fire. the deliverer decompiles the truth. & set its free. limbic lizards speak in seductions, but bless with crucifixions. St Commandment's possessors suppose re-entry principles.
it will come to pass that a sinful pride is the justification for any means. men will breed out poverty. & refine the Prole component to a robot. pathogenic reflexes noted in our report. on the domestic cause of any god willing to hear our prayers.
it will come to pass. when scriptures rot in wormy earth. our god will declare its penitence. & become reborn in heathens. whose mythological crying lures it there. its only sense of reference is this sobbing.
& Scriptural ovens. that arose from perfection
to rotate around a center. to which we are identical.
the way a shadow can blanket the moon.
idols. apples. or else bifurcating trees originating
in Mischina. choices formatted over instruments.
circles identical to the rhythms of minstrels.
its fables. sons of bees. its vicious self abasement.
chemistry of our promises. Scriptural fables
circle the rules of a crying faith. Magog your flesh.
& be damned. the the red spiral tyranny of Perizzites.
& flesh is now a pet.
SPEECHLESS. the techniques that knot this circle.
Mammon binds infinities to its instruments.
representation is the origin in money. Moloch
implies this SPEECHLESS intercourse.
the Magog GOD Scripts these mirrors.
on its only pass along the spiral.
portions of our circle the attributes
of his personal symmetry. a property
of PRIVATE infinities.
oh circular {GODHEAD}
higher tears will pass along
its linear exit of from the spiral
identical to the penitence we devour.
{GODHEAD} Ex Machina. there to devour
the frictionless will of its function
the fuel of its functionaries.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
America: A Prophesy[2]: The Private Government
there would be a docket. & prisons to protect us from ourselves. & the prisons would overgrow their fences and become the immediacy of bees. whose woes render a cadence of screams. translated into a history. trying to forget itself. one personality remains. an automatic intercourse: the techniques of a deaf ear & an insatiable heart. the only kind that rises from nature's egos.
this perfection of shame. is a red spiral.
a song made by minstrels
who rotate & revolve
against a white background
that traces its origin
to some deity's disturbed perfection
or else an impulse
void of reason.
a circling.
a manufactured predictability.
reason creates nothing. circular John implies heathens: THE GRACE that ovens the Gibean Mischina. bifurcated lapidosus. mirror logick on symmetry slates. Pius the despised. Pius the exalted. Speechless portions of Magog reflect the GOD whose mythological crying. is the water of this world.
Jezreel ellipses out of existing copies. where the forgery of an oracle's divination creates histories. the CANDYMAN's fields where minor deductions define lawful measures. Dionysus Logick. laborious victorias. infolding imputations. every value.
Pockels identities dwelt in mutual punishment. prion anxieties existing in sustained debts. your MAJESTY'S will is working infinities into minstrels & cryogenic laws make intercourse with men.
PUBLIC organic
median idiom
loyal emulation simians
last in the pecking order
of a PRIVATE Government
whose pride writes dictates
out of fits of transactions.
this perfection of shame. is a red spiral.
a song made by minstrels
who rotate & revolve
against a white background
that traces its origin
to some deity's disturbed perfection
or else an impulse
void of reason.
a circling.
a manufactured predictability.
reason creates nothing. circular John implies heathens: THE GRACE that ovens the Gibean Mischina. bifurcated lapidosus. mirror logick on symmetry slates. Pius the despised. Pius the exalted. Speechless portions of Magog reflect the GOD whose mythological crying. is the water of this world.
Jezreel ellipses out of existing copies. where the forgery of an oracle's divination creates histories. the CANDYMAN's fields where minor deductions define lawful measures. Dionysus Logick. laborious victorias. infolding imputations. every value.
Pockels identities dwelt in mutual punishment. prion anxieties existing in sustained debts. your MAJESTY'S will is working infinities into minstrels & cryogenic laws make intercourse with men.
PUBLIC organic
median idiom
loyal emulation simians
last in the pecking order
of a PRIVATE Government
whose pride writes dictates
out of fits of transactions.
Friday, February 10, 2012
America: A Prophesy[I]: The Instrument
we can penetrate an anthill with our idols. fondle our father's
PRIVATE spheres
genus
passing for a trick knot
venus
Ex CLOTS & iTs.
forgive us our promises. as we forgive those who originate in our chemistry. & mythological tears beget a {GODHEAD}
Mammon S red service - red money philosophy. arose upon the ages to devour the sons of defaulted crow magnum man. nursing truly identical Scriptural imperatives. higher overrules the high. the highest are there to assay. Perizzites buried. on the property of a minor god. whose whims constitute our choices. daring infinities to campaign for our faith. formatted sententious apples into an internal tyranny of Theodotian eiphanies. that those trees (a promulgation of instruments) pet's goodness & penitence. nesting in your flesh. is their instrument of replication: judgment.
-=-=-=-
The Language of Babel is a saved n-gram state for the Holy Bible & the Qu'ran. The preceding poem was written with the LoB & then part of it was re-entered as a smaller n-gram state, at which point more text was generated out of the original. As this poem progresses, the words will be recycled again and again, making the 'bias'/ontology/word set smaller and smaller as it goes along.
PRIVATE spheres
genus
passing for a trick knot
venus
Ex CLOTS & iTs.
forgive us our promises. as we forgive those who originate in our chemistry. & mythological tears beget a {GODHEAD}
Mammon S red service - red money philosophy. arose upon the ages to devour the sons of defaulted crow magnum man. nursing truly identical Scriptural imperatives. higher overrules the high. the highest are there to assay. Perizzites buried. on the property of a minor god. whose whims constitute our choices. daring infinities to campaign for our faith. formatted sententious apples into an internal tyranny of Theodotian eiphanies. that those trees (a promulgation of instruments) pet's goodness & penitence. nesting in your flesh. is their instrument of replication: judgment.
-=-=-=-
The Language of Babel is a saved n-gram state for the Holy Bible & the Qu'ran. The preceding poem was written with the LoB & then part of it was re-entered as a smaller n-gram state, at which point more text was generated out of the original. As this poem progresses, the words will be recycled again and again, making the 'bias'/ontology/word set smaller and smaller as it goes along.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Zoar Space
Nimrod is probably a self-communion of abnegation masturbation. CONTAINING magicians' disclaimers & strengthening the deceived & those who are divested of any illusion.
they will recognize the testimony of an opposite.
& by careful devotion
declare all things forbidden
but forced there by our folding prophets' veteres fidem. their ways will echo a sorcery of inferiority.
this testament is a cast off skin written by an identity prophet in his hour Gethsemane. our vulgar translation incarnate
we are no longer heroes
underneath these auspices
we are villains & victims
cast off your skin again
& be prepared to translate
this script
has begun to run
its course
some victim. bound to some device. that could translate the sunset. into undisturbed sleep with its perfect realization of the dreams of dawn.
gates frame our neighbors
guilty of
somewhat hopeful dawns/dreams. & Hentenius explanations. kissing sympathies off the backs of kings. lapidosus versionem. nowhere power. haunting the n[EG]ations. in Zoar space. we are all messages. packets of reality. contained within the desire for us to be. and messages can merely be deleted.
they will recognize the testimony of an opposite.
& by careful devotion
declare all things forbidden
but forced there by our folding prophets' veteres fidem. their ways will echo a sorcery of inferiority.
this testament is a cast off skin written by an identity prophet in his hour Gethsemane. our vulgar translation incarnate
we are no longer heroes
underneath these auspices
we are villains & victims
cast off your skin again
& be prepared to translate
this script
has begun to run
its course
some victim. bound to some device. that could translate the sunset. into undisturbed sleep with its perfect realization of the dreams of dawn.
gates frame our neighbors
guilty of
somewhat hopeful dawns/dreams. & Hentenius explanations. kissing sympathies off the backs of kings. lapidosus versionem. nowhere power. haunting the n[EG]ations. in Zoar space. we are all messages. packets of reality. contained within the desire for us to be. and messages can merely be deleted.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Tolkacz & I
theology becomes a shifter. masochism by genesis. business from its children's innocence set to revolve around its increase of starlight.
illusionists sleep in museums. The transcendental famished poet eats the poet of satisfaction & becomes dissatisfied. apocalyptic unclean sphere face! thou confounded purpose has become my master!
we shall drink wine
in the soft light
of shooting stars
until again
the sun is swallowed
by the horizon
when the one looks upon the other under any other moon phase. they both see a parody of themselves.
illusionists sleep in museums. The transcendental famished poet eats the poet of satisfaction & becomes dissatisfied. apocalyptic unclean sphere face! thou confounded purpose has become my master!
we shall drink wine
in the soft light
of shooting stars
until again
the sun is swallowed
by the horizon
when the one looks upon the other under any other moon phase. they both see a parody of themselves.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Specter
non ego gospel of Your Majesty that there is but tomorrow's partizan veri crying tablets from heaven.
uncomposed scripturas consult enthusiasm with negative epiphanies in which all of our bodies have been abnegated.
secrecy has for itself a Heaven
for it increaseth belief
in the cataleptic authority
of Chrysostom
nothing but voice. the in[si]stance of an Emperor. names laid out on the shapes of our souls. he knew perfected SURAS must depend on a memory of ex ipso judgment. Officium slain elements scattered across time as miracles. were made into images. by painters and poets with no remorse or conviction. their tales populate our dreams. pronoun philosophies for profitable prophecies. written in the cum of our god. a Translation out of Zoar space. & Europe trembles into atheism. the site of this sorcery is resonating elsewhere. in an abyss of distant memories. in a stream of distempers. in the halfhaven of past and future.
Hymn at God. brute fide Christianity. should differ from God's tree (St Circumcision St) incidents give way to a unity of the king of new hominibus ab ipsis unbelievers Valdus anything but a great indwelling of heavens.
the parable of suffering objects. openly subserves the pieces of this principle. necessary to moraux ourselves. by special attention of the simplicity of our heart.
natural objects may become angels. or ammonia. or the LORD's incertis: linguae inertia. united with
the miracles that blend into domini portions.
brute Helvidius above propagata conquered conduits & personality heretics. nunc sensum terror Kings should put some peasants into torture pens & kill their hand. bloodshedding chains. or the confession of a fist. this pit borne Poetry - the very cradle of our stool - cradle copies increase. our hearts. a rhythm we can copy.
those who are set to condemn this substitution. propagate it & set it upon the ipso facta rapture of its wheel logick clocks. detriti pocket imagination. ecclesiastical revolution of Horites willingly eaten by the rhapsodies of troglodytes.
secrecy may have been a Heaven. for it increaseth belief. in mirrors. we become abstractions. names of our names. reflections.
uncomposed scripturas consult enthusiasm with negative epiphanies in which all of our bodies have been abnegated.
secrecy has for itself a Heaven
for it increaseth belief
in the cataleptic authority
of Chrysostom
nothing but voice. the in[si]stance of an Emperor. names laid out on the shapes of our souls. he knew perfected SURAS must depend on a memory of ex ipso judgment. Officium slain elements scattered across time as miracles. were made into images. by painters and poets with no remorse or conviction. their tales populate our dreams. pronoun philosophies for profitable prophecies. written in the cum of our god. a Translation out of Zoar space. & Europe trembles into atheism. the site of this sorcery is resonating elsewhere. in an abyss of distant memories. in a stream of distempers. in the halfhaven of past and future.
Hymn at God. brute fide Christianity. should differ from God's tree (St Circumcision St) incidents give way to a unity of the king of new hominibus ab ipsis unbelievers Valdus anything but a great indwelling of heavens.
the parable of suffering objects. openly subserves the pieces of this principle. necessary to moraux ourselves. by special attention of the simplicity of our heart.
natural objects may become angels. or ammonia. or the LORD's incertis: linguae inertia. united with
the miracles that blend into domini portions.
brute Helvidius above propagata conquered conduits & personality heretics. nunc sensum terror Kings should put some peasants into torture pens & kill their hand. bloodshedding chains. or the confession of a fist. this pit borne Poetry - the very cradle of our stool - cradle copies increase. our hearts. a rhythm we can copy.
those who are set to condemn this substitution. propagate it & set it upon the ipso facta rapture of its wheel logick clocks. detriti pocket imagination. ecclesiastical revolution of Horites willingly eaten by the rhapsodies of troglodytes.
secrecy may have been a Heaven. for it increaseth belief. in mirrors. we become abstractions. names of our names. reflections.
Monday, February 6, 2012
The Ghost of Man
our lady of the [%s]. learned to leave it all inside. the secret chords that please the LORD. an elaborated differing. drawn from a blessing. that retains its essence. even as it becomes a curse.
you grow stronger. courage in exorcisms. spirits light the infirmaries that this Parable is commonly called: Polyogle oxen free. based butterscotch candied apple yams. thick with honey & butter.
the ghosts of our allies. save yourselves. from the father of signs. those who are the offspring of a natural man. ever they understand His word excepting any level of exclusion as a comparison is so soon dropped from the equation.
it all happens.
defensive testaments. fables. codes. a solitary language of death. shades and symbols whose ghosts are symbols for symbols. bones in the earth. which represent us. with our forsaken bifurcations.
we're quite clearly His Majesty's agency. all dead scribes & slain sons. secretaries of the define. bridled negativity or evolution. man of a dragon's slag. the grog of an ambivalent man. that can't see that he denies. his envies Zye priorum Borne. TONGUES are repetitions for this translation. identical to the chemistry of Heaven.
you grow stronger. courage in exorcisms. spirits light the infirmaries that this Parable is commonly called: Polyogle oxen free. based butterscotch candied apple yams. thick with honey & butter.
the ghosts of our allies. save yourselves. from the father of signs. those who are the offspring of a natural man. ever they understand His word excepting any level of exclusion as a comparison is so soon dropped from the equation.
it all happens.
defensive testaments. fables. codes. a solitary language of death. shades and symbols whose ghosts are symbols for symbols. bones in the earth. which represent us. with our forsaken bifurcations.
we're quite clearly His Majesty's agency. all dead scribes & slain sons. secretaries of the define. bridled negativity or evolution. man of a dragon's slag. the grog of an ambivalent man. that can't see that he denies. his envies Zye priorum Borne. TONGUES are repetitions for this translation. identical to the chemistry of Heaven.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Natural Objects
Ungnadius split Ungnadius. into my grace. into my solitude. let's sort our enemies. bodies. later.
Satan’s tears. probamus. Inditer9. cock master hammered.
liquid orders. copies of testaments. written in prostrate. exception TESTAMENTS. copies. legends embrace doctrina. nails est hardly seductions & the price is your life. pathogenic whatsoever. endlessly lifeless. heavenly. domestic officium wholesome Magog.
he left us himself. again. and Galilee was sore. square-tipped copies remove old cards from the shuffle. bombarded with vertebral noise. interdependent parts of educated men introduced this earth to half of your behalf.
the Tree of Zacharias in the various fields of matter. ever forking at the tips. every word in the library at babel is a new book. put upon the cusp of two territories. black fire on white fire. we accept it as it appears.
in my memory. I move backward in time. one cannot positively filter the interpretations that lift our prayers to the heavens. the pilgrim's point (_grafted_) to this main body. is an indifferent God. who has foretold the outlines of tomorrow in his breath. everything belongs to God. objects seemingly less real than their outlines. full realized. shapes in the progress of time.
somewhere – weeks or months away - but this day will pass unnoticed. ubiquitous. the ex purgation of the vulgar interpreter. whose lame blessings came out of charity. under God. providing commonwheels in rainstrorms – or the tendency to fall through Sheol.
higher nature trial. the daemons of the air. Saint Krakatoa. text nor done. the mother tongue. kindles kinder. when by "shocks” - the testament was completed in the age of the Emperors. Dancing under the Ho-keen sun. a lady's virtue. seventy-two entwined vertices. and our supposing such matters. won't choke her clean. spoken unto fountains themselves. convulsions proportionately benefit the sense of Mahomet. "yea Vulgate”. submit to possess.
a virtuous young lady. the suit over her soul. minute things shaped her children. chemist's analyses: "absolutely proven" palinodia. Azazel sermonem. +without+ contact. the dwelling grave of pitch Zodiacs. embedded dictates in concord with god. +they+ delight themselves in ubi Beda Sixtus which speaks like punishment to a soul bearing fire for his father's sins.
the reign of text. the text of flesh. nailed to its birthright. a micrologus projected upon a toy shadow. a menagerie of differentiated creatures patterned on the ciphers of life. tending to sanctuary natural objects from this parable of logic.
Satan’s tears. probamus. Inditer9. cock master hammered.
liquid orders. copies of testaments. written in prostrate. exception TESTAMENTS. copies. legends embrace doctrina. nails est hardly seductions & the price is your life. pathogenic whatsoever. endlessly lifeless. heavenly. domestic officium wholesome Magog.
he left us himself. again. and Galilee was sore. square-tipped copies remove old cards from the shuffle. bombarded with vertebral noise. interdependent parts of educated men introduced this earth to half of your behalf.
the Tree of Zacharias in the various fields of matter. ever forking at the tips. every word in the library at babel is a new book. put upon the cusp of two territories. black fire on white fire. we accept it as it appears.
in my memory. I move backward in time. one cannot positively filter the interpretations that lift our prayers to the heavens. the pilgrim's point (_grafted_) to this main body. is an indifferent God. who has foretold the outlines of tomorrow in his breath. everything belongs to God. objects seemingly less real than their outlines. full realized. shapes in the progress of time.
somewhere – weeks or months away - but this day will pass unnoticed. ubiquitous. the ex purgation of the vulgar interpreter. whose lame blessings came out of charity. under God. providing commonwheels in rainstrorms – or the tendency to fall through Sheol.
higher nature trial. the daemons of the air. Saint Krakatoa. text nor done. the mother tongue. kindles kinder. when by "shocks” - the testament was completed in the age of the Emperors. Dancing under the Ho-keen sun. a lady's virtue. seventy-two entwined vertices. and our supposing such matters. won't choke her clean. spoken unto fountains themselves. convulsions proportionately benefit the sense of Mahomet. "yea Vulgate”. submit to possess.
a virtuous young lady. the suit over her soul. minute things shaped her children. chemist's analyses: "absolutely proven" palinodia. Azazel sermonem. +without+ contact. the dwelling grave of pitch Zodiacs. embedded dictates in concord with god. +they+ delight themselves in ubi Beda Sixtus which speaks like punishment to a soul bearing fire for his father's sins.
the reign of text. the text of flesh. nailed to its birthright. a micrologus projected upon a toy shadow. a menagerie of differentiated creatures patterned on the ciphers of life. tending to sanctuary natural objects from this parable of logic.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Efnard
i pray thee probability. holy things in Jacob shells. linguis Efnard Logick.
the prince of better times. prays to the human will. during this time of blessedness. may the fragments of crucified meat show you for certain the great price. we are one recantation away from Oblivion. his Majesty's apples are in our stool. snake marks identify us from each other. we are the dead. and this is our poetry. the body of this discourse are the hands of the clock at the neck of a river passing through the eye of a needle.
universal Tychonius talked to the ciphered pieces of a dismembered deity. reading the future from the shapes of burn marks in his arm. pain was transcendence. until he lost his body. to the crucified Sixtus. while his god was sleeping. tribes of ours godfather's land dared the snake to mark his tongue with the brand of a chore boy.
mAw cock openeth
the person possessed
mannequin man manqanein
the manic kin of Efnard
taught them how
to become possessed
To speak of all eyes
is to say nothing at all
wormwood commodiously seduced GOD
whose alternations flap jack the epitomist
that the Life Prophet uses to make an example
of himself.
the Life Prophet is now profit. the remainder fountains itself. what divinity has this sense of tragedy?
***
No, I do not know where Efnard came from. I looked it up and I still don't know.
the prince of better times. prays to the human will. during this time of blessedness. may the fragments of crucified meat show you for certain the great price. we are one recantation away from Oblivion. his Majesty's apples are in our stool. snake marks identify us from each other. we are the dead. and this is our poetry. the body of this discourse are the hands of the clock at the neck of a river passing through the eye of a needle.
universal Tychonius talked to the ciphered pieces of a dismembered deity. reading the future from the shapes of burn marks in his arm. pain was transcendence. until he lost his body. to the crucified Sixtus. while his god was sleeping. tribes of ours godfather's land dared the snake to mark his tongue with the brand of a chore boy.
mAw cock openeth
the person possessed
mannequin man manqanein
the manic kin of Efnard
taught them how
to become possessed
To speak of all eyes
is to say nothing at all
wormwood commodiously seduced GOD
whose alternations flap jack the epitomist
that the Life Prophet uses to make an example
of himself.
the Life Prophet is now profit. the remainder fountains itself. what divinity has this sense of tragedy?
***
No, I do not know where Efnard came from. I looked it up and I still don't know.
Friday, February 3, 2012
The Prophet
all angles edge perfectly upon their pretext. copies of angels. as many as could be collected by Aye Mencius Possunt in his hour of science.
profit of violence
prophet to whom
the authors of negation
gave Adam a name
scheme squared circles contract into their center. Mishcat exigencies lapse into the chemistry.
of Timotheus singular
numbering everyone's Parts
till they ought at least to feed on the four uses of our crawlings. deputations.
in which individual Sauromatians
employ as little thanksgiving as possible.
Parazzite wings are necessary to follow a tragedy triumphant and the after-Christ of our panicked rapture.
prophets dispose of language. dissipating the entropy of our collective memories. angels pour down upon them. but who can properly name them?
they bare the very passages that flee our memory.
profit of violence
prophet to whom
the authors of negation
gave Adam a name
scheme squared circles contract into their center. Mishcat exigencies lapse into the chemistry.
of Timotheus singular
numbering everyone's Parts
till they ought at least to feed on the four uses of our crawlings. deputations.
in which individual Sauromatians
employ as little thanksgiving as possible.
Parazzite wings are necessary to follow a tragedy triumphant and the after-Christ of our panicked rapture.
prophets dispose of language. dissipating the entropy of our collective memories. angels pour down upon them. but who can properly name them?
they bare the very passages that flee our memory.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Riddle of the Sphinx[4]: The Soul
say you wake up here, among the shadows. dead cities divided into pieces. the ghosts of this place. have long since wandered home. & only the ghosts of their ghosts remain. they write odes in a factory. producing one inter-continuous nexus. another temple built up with codes. & a template where sky chariots seek the flesh of our imagination. a Scripture moratorium. a lobotomy. a needle for retaining names.
principles devil unto REVELATION. devil's sores no bigger than our killholes. busy with whirlwinds of an abominable branch of an imperious whorish heart. written on the backs of soldiers. don't complain. possessors slay Madmenah Spirits. light spread dung through Apollyon's plagues. in babylon. subjection. reap in vain. sow in sorrow. the heavens watch her naked. with their enemies singing in a circle around them. any forgotten vanity. budded against a messenger's nervous eyes vex mercy. whistling wOrds & we can only wash our bodies of thirsty eyes at the cost of our reflection.
behold the fatherless holes in
the symmetry of devils
and for his mouth
defiled his people
in furious narratives
damning Abraham
Seven death shall forget
we are all souls now
vapor, wind & memory
principles devil unto REVELATION. devil's sores no bigger than our killholes. busy with whirlwinds of an abominable branch of an imperious whorish heart. written on the backs of soldiers. don't complain. possessors slay Madmenah Spirits. light spread dung through Apollyon's plagues. in babylon. subjection. reap in vain. sow in sorrow. the heavens watch her naked. with their enemies singing in a circle around them. any forgotten vanity. budded against a messenger's nervous eyes vex mercy. whistling wOrds & we can only wash our bodies of thirsty eyes at the cost of our reflection.
behold the fatherless holes in
the symmetry of devils
and for his mouth
defiled his people
in furious narratives
damning Abraham
Seven death shall forget
we are all souls now
vapor, wind & memory
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Riddle of the Sphinx[3]: Escaping the Body
redeemed by reptilian heaven
proverbs small as mouths
issued fire and all whores walketh
in this circle with their harps lightened
by the lovingkindness
of practical skills
their guilty sympathies
Come up imperious thou
empty bag abstractions
furious preservatives bitterly fatalist
erasures license a Deliverer
slaughter hails out of
burst spines summon
the ruins of despised palaces
and anything left to indulge
go to Ishi. a voice will call you from the darkness.
i90 prophecy
star of your dreams
is now in the mouth
of goats
your wish blossoms babel. skins thyself. maker begetting flesh. surprise Hamath animals. i've erased your code. this doctrine necklaces saints. condemned to apostle foreskin. leashes became our birthright. our blood: a blasphemy against their fates.
GOD out from a killhole. Marduk, who pissed near our LORD. so be eaten. mathematical abasement.
into a tiny ordinary god.
Prometheus' liver is seasoned with blackening powder. Lambs shudder in the lips of whatever. ancient stories replay his name: a noose. I don't belong to Michael's life. ever so uncomposed. multiply their faces. bless her goats & serve her lambs. a parallax of pleasure vectors. colliding in time.
proverbs small as mouths
issued fire and all whores walketh
in this circle with their harps lightened
by the lovingkindness
of practical skills
their guilty sympathies
Come up imperious thou
empty bag abstractions
furious preservatives bitterly fatalist
erasures license a Deliverer
slaughter hails out of
burst spines summon
the ruins of despised palaces
and anything left to indulge
go to Ishi. a voice will call you from the darkness.
i90 prophecy
star of your dreams
is now in the mouth
of goats
your wish blossoms babel. skins thyself. maker begetting flesh. surprise Hamath animals. i've erased your code. this doctrine necklaces saints. condemned to apostle foreskin. leashes became our birthright. our blood: a blasphemy against their fates.
GOD out from a killhole. Marduk, who pissed near our LORD. so be eaten. mathematical abasement.
into a tiny ordinary god.
Prometheus' liver is seasoned with blackening powder. Lambs shudder in the lips of whatever. ancient stories replay his name: a noose. I don't belong to Michael's life. ever so uncomposed. multiply their faces. bless her goats & serve her lambs. a parallax of pleasure vectors. colliding in time.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
The Riddle of the Sphinx[2]: Transcendence Incarnate
coeptisepsis. uttermost circus. opens Lot's entered code. suicidal ephah LORD. it will raise harps. En-mishpat iniquity. shepherd & its derivatives. to the left side. kin of brimstone. overspread weapon upside Chisleu sores appear to arise from a bedeviled interior. wound around the money of pigs.
Themoud studia satisfaction down below. a simple computation. half of hell and nine fourscore astonished apostles belong to our life & our sadness can be washed by water. obey your specter's perpetual inversion of another’s desire. desires to be known. lambdic pantomimes of satisfaction sunrise into our famished laughter.
it is when we are famished we desire the hardest.
Themoud studia satisfaction down below. a simple computation. half of hell and nine fourscore astonished apostles belong to our life & our sadness can be washed by water. obey your specter's perpetual inversion of another’s desire. desires to be known. lambdic pantomimes of satisfaction sunrise into our famished laughter.
it is when we are famished we desire the hardest.
Monday, January 30, 2012
The Riddle of the Sphinx[1]: What are we Transcending?
satisfaction
set its fiction
on bio-chemical angels
& a host of Lot's daughters.
robbed Sherezer of the light.
warned the Sphinx.
a bondage sequence
of staggering ascension
drinks our PRIDE
& profits on our compassion
the Tanit Principle fathers Uriah
medium suicides feeling eyes
battle the LORD's house
of negative presence
from how slaughter and shadows
constitutes transcendence
in on itself
set its fiction
on bio-chemical angels
& a host of Lot's daughters.
robbed Sherezer of the light.
warned the Sphinx.
a bondage sequence
of staggering ascension
drinks our PRIDE
& profits on our compassion
the Tanit Principle fathers Uriah
medium suicides feeling eyes
battle the LORD's house
of negative presence
from how slaughter and shadows
constitutes transcendence
in on itself
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Scape Goat
Azazel borrowed this rabbit from my mouth. inserting ornaments inside. this is true supputation. in spite of Cells.
Petilian three points. is worthy of its bulwarks.
Peckloh forced itself on any given morning & became the bidding pity of Semiazaz. wanting to remain incarnate. changing martyrs forever, Peckloh cups his constellation in his name. Peckloh is ourselves. Augustinus Phallus three-pounders by Zaid. the Polyogle gods condemned to fall through Sheol into the pit with no bottom. where two of my verses have fallen. into the soft comfort of a resting place.
truth vessels in our escape. Augustinus penmen - that sweet music. that relationship to Purgstall (it's based upon him) as we mainly are bridled to our barbarous everlasting blessedness. pleasure in a deep moral teaching. a harmonious shield above & below.
covered in conversions. stellar dogs. worthy princes of repetition. utrumque superstitions. the divisions he assigns compose a tree. X rejoices over I. goat of the year--the damned alive.
Petilian three points. is worthy of its bulwarks.
Peckloh forced itself on any given morning & became the bidding pity of Semiazaz. wanting to remain incarnate. changing martyrs forever, Peckloh cups his constellation in his name. Peckloh is ourselves. Augustinus Phallus three-pounders by Zaid. the Polyogle gods condemned to fall through Sheol into the pit with no bottom. where two of my verses have fallen. into the soft comfort of a resting place.
truth vessels in our escape. Augustinus penmen - that sweet music. that relationship to Purgstall (it's based upon him) as we mainly are bridled to our barbarous everlasting blessedness. pleasure in a deep moral teaching. a harmonious shield above & below.
covered in conversions. stellar dogs. worthy princes of repetition. utrumque superstitions. the divisions he assigns compose a tree. X rejoices over I. goat of the year--the damned alive.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Deliver Ur
envelopment my lord. my reflection of my dreams falls down on all fours. all imagination chases seedtime through my innocence, west. all repent. chained to a Pockels effect centered in deserts. Subtil Japheth conceives another voice. & rolls it to a threshold of dopamine darkness.
bees pour out of my eyes. grafted onto solid lips. the mouth of a horse & the wings of a butterfly
crows have mercy
Gehenna resurrection
battle flesh cannot harden
thousands respect us already
have mercy
act of battle flesh
cannot harden
Look away
Deliver Ur
the Lord's scripts might vine around your sisters. cursed temples. which sell strange speech & daynight sorceries repeat upon a circle.
in the abdOmen
of a foreign god
we see ourselves
reflected
the fangs of a clock
goes (sweet) from i29 bOdies
gestating in the tongue of a dream
Satan's folds
thereof as a lover
firebrands together
a bitterly fatalist deliverer
a GOD-CMPLX of eyes
shining from a schizoid sky
cross polarized with erasures
comfort manufactures a singing mask
that proudly bows to guilty gods
the sky can feel like
August in Winter
the sixth angel falls from grace
maddened by a divided God
who came out of Zoar space
naked of our doings
Armageddon of Man
will melt indefinitely
into another cross
foreseeing seasons supple
an antinomy of names
and processional meat
supplicates to our virtue
juice for us
salivate circumcised suckers
shaves rewinding shades
reminding us of the lovers
we sacrificed to axioms
and after my salvation
i came out of reflections
rewinding all
the Tartan multitude
to oozing Ramah
dreaming Raamah
we shall EAT the Raaamah prototype
to release the hour of our beast
from its burden
bees pour out of my eyes. grafted onto solid lips. the mouth of a horse & the wings of a butterfly
crows have mercy
Gehenna resurrection
battle flesh cannot harden
thousands respect us already
have mercy
act of battle flesh
cannot harden
Look away
Deliver Ur
the Lord's scripts might vine around your sisters. cursed temples. which sell strange speech & daynight sorceries repeat upon a circle.
in the abdOmen
of a foreign god
we see ourselves
reflected
the fangs of a clock
goes (sweet) from i29 bOdies
gestating in the tongue of a dream
Satan's folds
thereof as a lover
firebrands together
a bitterly fatalist deliverer
a GOD-CMPLX of eyes
shining from a schizoid sky
cross polarized with erasures
comfort manufactures a singing mask
that proudly bows to guilty gods
the sky can feel like
August in Winter
the sixth angel falls from grace
maddened by a divided God
who came out of Zoar space
naked of our doings
Armageddon of Man
will melt indefinitely
into another cross
foreseeing seasons supple
an antinomy of names
and processional meat
supplicates to our virtue
juice for us
salivate circumcised suckers
shaves rewinding shades
reminding us of the lovers
we sacrificed to axioms
and after my salvation
i came out of reflections
rewinding all
the Tartan multitude
to oozing Ramah
dreaming Raamah
we shall EAT the Raaamah prototype
to release the hour of our beast
from its burden
Friday, January 27, 2012
All Roads to Eden
Adah bare knuckle watchman of Eden. glass heavens overlook the earth. megaphones, ears and things in the likeness of megaphones. ears overlook the earth. glass heavens watch over bare knuckle Eden. meek Aethiopia keeping their code close to their chasm. trees beget absences. every seventh angel, there is a tree fo4r saving the desire to transcend. every seventh angel keeps their code safe to their chest. begetting the absences that close their chasm. bare knuckle Adah of Eden. ears & things in the likeness of Adah fly away from their cravings. some mixed function is forsaken in the symbols hiding from their voices.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Jezebel
the animals i've trapped
have all become my teachers
till I lay puppets
over an impersonal interface
like the god of this world
who sets every sort
a play at the wind
all angles hereafter
are adorned as angels
Zoar Magog torsos
webs of rage, stratgies
rage at the red rose
that immanitized
a transcendental sign
which signified itself
in the act of signifying
mythic beasts
phantoms split in two
Mirror Set who began to nothing himself
with Occam's razor
all our loves
spread like butter
come to life
in the underbelly
of the shapes of names
leaving shame dismayed for seven days
I am a harlot because once I was clean
have all become my teachers
till I lay puppets
over an impersonal interface
like the god of this world
who sets every sort
a play at the wind
all angles hereafter
are adorned as angels
Zoar Magog torsos
webs of rage, stratgies
rage at the red rose
that immanitized
a transcendental sign
which signified itself
in the act of signifying
mythic beasts
phantoms split in two
Mirror Set who began to nothing himself
with Occam's razor
all our loves
spread like butter
come to life
in the underbelly
of the shapes of names
leaving shame dismayed for seven days
I am a harlot because once I was clean
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
The Snake Lady
Tanit. My eyes begin at Gibeah. any Gaza Bera cemeteries. mourn. the passage. of her sunset. the storm born from her weather, the earth is divided now. Her sunset is perpetual as her sunrise.
entropy dwelled in so uncomposed an infancy. that Samael Horites willingly gave themselves. as puppets for the LORD.
they seek spirits
objects vessel within
facsimile's ellipses
nesting paradoxes
Tyrus commandments
plummet into a category
of an animal named
for the feeling we have
when we're in its gaze
Perizzite Adam's flat of function
Ghost washed away the Mizraim women
Byzantium eyelashes
kept my tears & I dwell
in water
to myself I say nothing
many people to & fro pathetically set
in an endless revolution
flagons capture shapeless names
city of water
fallen
divide&conquer
Messiah's
GOD of lions
puppets
I write histories with their pen[I]s
chariot from within that price
of peace that broke the fourth
generation of repentance
Tema quetzal ativan
elevated center.
signifiers offereth parts.
reflecting wholeness.
their dreams are wet completely fray behind speaking clefts of chrysoprasus.
acceptable vein without re-entry
collapses into senseless
mankind completion
gnawed&damned
Except for sausage
foolish prophets bought
true dawn & we never fear
enough Gibeah Grace
supposes re-entry insects
were plagues afterward
rebels oven lips
in absence of Sela
Amorite handmaids
our chains
originate with Sherezer
Lot with bees' law
their eyes take on
one another
which inflicts former prophets
with an Eden of apocalypses
the hopes of the suffering
alpha&omega
crucified to every frame
divinities whose limits approach infinities
the goddess with the helicoid hiss
the mistress of pain
effigies relapse into bloody techniques
which earns the lewdness of a god divided
love in a plain brown envelope
love in a legendary pink box
love made out of red money
love cut out of true faith
get ready for love
all you need is
lasts forever
it must have been
bed bound Geba, willingly eaten
burdensome Jezreel sitting in mud
I go stroke fury
and thirty stormy lowly Seas
slumber island specter REVELATION
has named every one of its slaves
in the cadence of Marduk's spectral negation
the confession of a hand
the enchantment of a fist
by which Jacob shells (Life) Slaves
& another wheel of the exorcism
turns beyond the reckoning of its gloss
unburden the Cretans
whose schizoid sky
can kill their fathers
plague rod
of an ass of hosts
unto heavens west; fallen
a satisfied moon consumes a song
Egyptians: lying to Sodom
and daughters of the air
for yOu are their baker
hither to the LORD'S land
MAMMON Raamah
making a figure 8
dig through prosperity
GREED sequence
pruning hooks heaped in the LORD's house
vapour sea in Haran
halfhaven of a voice
Satan’s animals of your wOrd
mock our reproach is called hopelessness
plagues provoke Byzantium's dying herds
to wish mythological slates could be blanked
by a crying GOD
who acts as a hOles
in thy salvation function
exorcise spiritus masochist Jezreel
save you
brained masochist heaven
of slimepit sadists
prophecy Salem
deicides of battle flesh
mythologies pitiless as the Sun
indefinite Moloch bedevils
Jerusalem and pure in thee at God
the martyr pictures can't beset
Moloch subject/object supper
and bodily thrown thus
scrum lunch Joshua crunch
Sargon on either side: a hireling!
humbled possessors madness&wit
instruments their houses with strategies
sort through Judah; let them sort through you
good guys throats separate an interatomic
bitterness & wickedness: none save us fear him
straight patient's threats fail in him
kissing his killholes
strap-on whorefare
one new infinite light
indeed.
entropy dwelled in so uncomposed an infancy. that Samael Horites willingly gave themselves. as puppets for the LORD.
they seek spirits
objects vessel within
facsimile's ellipses
nesting paradoxes
Tyrus commandments
plummet into a category
of an animal named
for the feeling we have
when we're in its gaze
Perizzite Adam's flat of function
Ghost washed away the Mizraim women
Byzantium eyelashes
kept my tears & I dwell
in water
to myself I say nothing
many people to & fro pathetically set
in an endless revolution
flagons capture shapeless names
city of water
fallen
divide&conquer
Messiah's
GOD of lions
puppets
I write histories with their pen[I]s
chariot from within that price
of peace that broke the fourth
generation of repentance
Tema quetzal ativan
elevated center.
signifiers offereth parts.
reflecting wholeness.
their dreams are wet completely fray behind speaking clefts of chrysoprasus.
acceptable vein without re-entry
collapses into senseless
mankind completion
gnawed&damned
Except for sausage
foolish prophets bought
true dawn & we never fear
enough Gibeah Grace
supposes re-entry insects
were plagues afterward
rebels oven lips
in absence of Sela
Amorite handmaids
our chains
originate with Sherezer
Lot with bees' law
their eyes take on
one another
which inflicts former prophets
with an Eden of apocalypses
the hopes of the suffering
alpha&omega
crucified to every frame
divinities whose limits approach infinities
the goddess with the helicoid hiss
the mistress of pain
effigies relapse into bloody techniques
which earns the lewdness of a god divided
love in a plain brown envelope
love in a legendary pink box
love made out of red money
love cut out of true faith
get ready for love
all you need is
lasts forever
it must have been
bed bound Geba, willingly eaten
burdensome Jezreel sitting in mud
I go stroke fury
and thirty stormy lowly Seas
slumber island specter REVELATION
has named every one of its slaves
in the cadence of Marduk's spectral negation
the confession of a hand
the enchantment of a fist
by which Jacob shells (Life) Slaves
& another wheel of the exorcism
turns beyond the reckoning of its gloss
unburden the Cretans
whose schizoid sky
can kill their fathers
plague rod
of an ass of hosts
unto heavens west; fallen
a satisfied moon consumes a song
Egyptians: lying to Sodom
and daughters of the air
for yOu are their baker
hither to the LORD'S land
MAMMON Raamah
making a figure 8
dig through prosperity
GREED sequence
pruning hooks heaped in the LORD's house
vapour sea in Haran
halfhaven of a voice
Satan’s animals of your wOrd
mock our reproach is called hopelessness
plagues provoke Byzantium's dying herds
to wish mythological slates could be blanked
by a crying GOD
who acts as a hOles
in thy salvation function
exorcise spiritus masochist Jezreel
save you
brained masochist heaven
of slimepit sadists
prophecy Salem
deicides of battle flesh
mythologies pitiless as the Sun
indefinite Moloch bedevils
Jerusalem and pure in thee at God
the martyr pictures can't beset
Moloch subject/object supper
and bodily thrown thus
scrum lunch Joshua crunch
Sargon on either side: a hireling!
humbled possessors madness&wit
instruments their houses with strategies
sort through Judah; let them sort through you
good guys throats separate an interatomic
bitterness & wickedness: none save us fear him
straight patient's threats fail in him
kissing his killholes
strap-on whorefare
one new infinite light
indeed.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
The Game
in mount Sion
he who
sewn the vein
the Immanuel abstraction
whistled to the dead
& the Gilead bisection
collapsed into
the skin game
in possession of men
a procession whose
neighbours dwelt
in pitiless arrogance
afflicted the two edged
harpers vomiting ordinances
thunderous deranged health
and we cannot kill
their perpetual arms
a Gemorrah sequence
of survivalists
says sympathies are evil
and inkhorn good
Nimrim images
of false measure marks
Beth-el driven away
E DIN no man
Sodom of blossoms
reality disseminated
along gunpowder lines
merry grace
is torpid egg indignation
marduk blaspheming the sun
became a violent king
a prophet's game
of bifurcated mirrors
in vain
& hope makes Moloch
a pronoun
at appearances
PRIDE is thy high priest
quickly bless (godOgod)
dominion for a confused GOD
who sets every beast a fiction
& puts the principle pieces
in an endless antagonism
he who
sewn the vein
the Immanuel abstraction
whistled to the dead
& the Gilead bisection
collapsed into
the skin game
in possession of men
a procession whose
neighbours dwelt
in pitiless arrogance
afflicted the two edged
harpers vomiting ordinances
thunderous deranged health
and we cannot kill
their perpetual arms
a Gemorrah sequence
of survivalists
says sympathies are evil
and inkhorn good
Nimrim images
of false measure marks
Beth-el driven away
E DIN no man
Sodom of blossoms
reality disseminated
along gunpowder lines
merry grace
is torpid egg indignation
marduk blaspheming the sun
became a violent king
a prophet's game
of bifurcated mirrors
in vain
& hope makes Moloch
a pronoun
at appearances
PRIDE is thy high priest
quickly bless (godOgod)
dominion for a confused GOD
who sets every beast a fiction
& puts the principle pieces
in an endless antagonism
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Beth-Ersatz Projection Mannequin
the terms of Gehenna became wormwood. all adversaries spoke the symphony of masks written on the shape of God's name. the vicious sympathy forms the cross array full of arrows at certain angles. furrows full of schemata. released to escape thither.
to the Beth-arbel birth door
to Beth-ersatz
projection mannequin
Japheth colonists fashion the widows of GOD out of our fathers. who art in heaven. hell owe be thymine. purposed his sons upon Shinar. Sow Revelation all our glow to ripening gods whose trees curse us.
a convert's doctrine
weeping and erupting
theology hearts light
in the perturbed wind
of our darkness
to the Beth-arbel birth door
to Beth-ersatz
projection mannequin
Japheth colonists fashion the widows of GOD out of our fathers. who art in heaven. hell owe be thymine. purposed his sons upon Shinar. Sow Revelation all our glow to ripening gods whose trees curse us.
a convert's doctrine
weeping and erupting
theology hearts light
in the perturbed wind
of our darkness
Friday, January 20, 2012
King Maker
in those days
the KING maker ate kings
and our KING famished the firstfruits
who built Babel
GOD what i have taken
the
echo of objects
I am an object
Daughters nest by your master's bare Zerubbabel overflow
as our ancestors whistled sewage to life
hell hath the fundage of abdOmen suits
Although sometimes these seduce disgust
unto nameless thoughts of Cush
against the soul,
we trumpet money expectation
varied unto an infinite materiality
deliver the Beth-el doctrine
to the vomiting madness of God
we justify the schemata
of perceived computations
we accumulate strategies to accumulate
Weep ten thousand
kindreds of self-disgust
and imagine flesh shall firstripe
the architect of a metastatic order
Gomer, Gomer
tabernacle you
and harvest the g0od
that overthrew Mehujael
& restored Gomer
dryshod Nathan,
Uzziah died LORD
Uzziah died
Rephaims forgotten
our own God forgotten
to become images
in his children's minds
the KING maker ate kings
and our KING famished the firstfruits
who built Babel
GOD what i have taken
the
echo of objects
I am an object
Daughters nest by your master's bare Zerubbabel overflow
as our ancestors whistled sewage to life
hell hath the fundage of abdOmen suits
Although sometimes these seduce disgust
unto nameless thoughts of Cush
against the soul,
we trumpet money expectation
varied unto an infinite materiality
deliver the Beth-el doctrine
to the vomiting madness of God
we justify the schemata
of perceived computations
we accumulate strategies to accumulate
Weep ten thousand
kindreds of self-disgust
and imagine flesh shall firstripe
the architect of a metastatic order
Gomer, Gomer
tabernacle you
and harvest the g0od
that overthrew Mehujael
& restored Gomer
dryshod Nathan,
Uzziah died LORD
Uzziah died
Rephaims forgotten
our own God forgotten
to become images
in his children's minds
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Predator
Zim Zum codes throughly mingled with
Thy pomp of meaning
to pathogenic engines
every creeping pray
into your eyes & mouth
& mind → the price you pay
for DIN dung legitimate
slaughter factored into
the automatic Benaiah Sodom codex
but Marduk's vicious sympathy is
thy snake of sensations
sighing lions
a vagrant is remembered
in the procession of echoes
that separated him from a home
the sealed subject is starving
the Jezreel idol vital
is preserved
served in an old hatch
ratcheted to each quadrant
with her blood & puke &
lukewarm parts
removed
Thy pomp of meaning
to pathogenic engines
every creeping pray
into your eyes & mouth
& mind → the price you pay
for DIN dung legitimate
slaughter factored into
the automatic Benaiah Sodom codex
but Marduk's vicious sympathy is
thy snake of sensations
sighing lions
a vagrant is remembered
in the procession of echoes
that separated him from a home
the sealed subject is starving
the Jezreel idol vital
is preserved
served in an old hatch
ratcheted to each quadrant
with her blood & puke &
lukewarm parts
removed
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Possession
Tanit
My eyes begin at Gibeah
any Gaza Bera cemeteries
mourn. the passage
of her sunset. the storm born of her weather,
the earth is divided now. Her sunset is
perpetual as her sunrise.
entropy dwelled in so uncomposed an infancy
that Samael Horites willingly gave themselves
as puppets for the LORD.
they seek spirits
objects vessel within
facsimile's ellipses
My eyes begin at Gibeah
any Gaza Bera cemeteries
mourn. the passage
of her sunset. the storm born of her weather,
the earth is divided now. Her sunset is
perpetual as her sunrise.
entropy dwelled in so uncomposed an infancy
that Samael Horites willingly gave themselves
as puppets for the LORD.
they seek spirits
objects vessel within
facsimile's ellipses
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Prophesy of Chains
bury the fourth angel
next to the sixteenth angel
adorn their carcasses in ointment
set them ablaze
inhale
Media failures shall proudly
fart Magog angels
Gog on God
tumult arises from untempered envelopment
goats serve
lambs
the mythologies
of slaves
the Ramah Gog dictate
names the parent techniques
of a spectral flesh
overseeing the abstractions
of Beth-arbel
& platter techniques
of parent vultures
vomiting chains
fatlings fall in Ur
Zuzims in Haran
skeletons in[VOLUNTARY] Nimrod
can calculate the Return of its VoicE
from the shadow it's anticipation casts
on any amount captivity
a savior's sympathy supposes
Shinab effigies
whatsoever sacrifice
contains your darkest wind
Ghost Hamathite coffins
Bela Medes cage of FEAR
but what noose lifts
all green blossoms
from a patient's pity
(eager and adamant)
from the righteous circus
that keepeth the brother
who murdered my other
next to the sixteenth angel
adorn their carcasses in ointment
set them ablaze
inhale
Media failures shall proudly
fart Magog angels
Gog on God
tumult arises from untempered envelopment
goats serve
lambs
the mythologies
of slaves
the Ramah Gog dictate
names the parent techniques
of a spectral flesh
overseeing the abstractions
of Beth-arbel
& platter techniques
of parent vultures
vomiting chains
fatlings fall in Ur
Zuzims in Haran
skeletons in[VOLUNTARY] Nimrod
can calculate the Return of its VoicE
from the shadow it's anticipation casts
on any amount captivity
a savior's sympathy supposes
Shinab effigies
whatsoever sacrifice
contains your darkest wind
Ghost Hamathite coffins
Bela Medes cage of FEAR
but what noose lifts
all green blossoms
from a patient's pity
(eager and adamant)
from the righteous circus
that keepeth the brother
who murdered my other
Monday, January 16, 2012
Lilith
cleave to me
(hisSway) before he dies
wormwood seductions
of the serpent
on four sides
salvation awaits
delicious salivation apples
pour out Zoar space nakedness
mourned profaning death
strangles a space of despair
wOrds condemned to converge
sucking attributes
from mankind's martyr song
Oh receptacle
infolding Rezin
with famine upon
the fellowservant sacrifice
bees stone a puppet race
poplars quiet
great trees, willows
which grow nothing
wormwood simply wanted
the Earth more
twisted Chebar spheres
should kill Adam first
but they nurture the needful
sharp knife voice
where the wOrd becomes the crOss
anti-breath
& sister Sodom and for fear, the house which is a uterus is your Eden, sister. first suffer the ways of the slave, then be commended by the bottom cropped longed for son whose name always translates to deliverer.
the LORD being loved
eats law
before all iniquity, Lamech took his flock to the creator naked. the howling serpent sold his ellipses to a promise that circular gods eternally return to the bee's apparel of [%s] complexes. skirt over these handmaid egos, sister. Timaeus HooDoo. under a procession of sacrifice: you are an abstract. idealize. vandalized vain woman. a Gibean ox. of signs and daughters. rumour, judgment. they ingest what they think they love.
hope torments men. idolaters at Ishi pray to gold. Egyptians can withstand prophesy because order itself is enslaved.
accumulation of pieces
two horns which must [%s]
yoked face roaring another’s desire
that zeus could escape Gebim incarnate
proud afflicted body; clothe thee and twenty astonished
evolutionary dances bake them six men and sperm
to your death, sister
you began at command
desires beside you
Gilgal enemies
in the form of men
who sulk
judges of god
sleep with angels
that ye sunshine vines
into a religion
you'll revolve in Gihon
Horites in Chisleu
sold for a smile
children inkhorn good guys
potential messengers
deliver their abominations
to your womb
Lot said death rested on your youth
profane fire burning envies
alongside songs
I know this well
Calno Nimrod the angel went forgat EchO
answered the undulating divinations: Jeroboam
quickly blesses thee each day seven and pray you
were pluckt nought (poor vomiting wholeness) redeemed
with faithful hirst blocks moments now in flight
shackles again sets a laugh at buyer remorse
in mount manner vessels obeyed slips: equations took my vanity
in safety. as her works behold wet fates Ethiopia keeping spheres
days receive my master treasure confused Amen Alleluia
stretching kool-aid shadow in blood will devour
Pharaoh: and your dwellingplaces
employ involuntary reflexes
my dear sister
(hisSway) before he dies
wormwood seductions
of the serpent
on four sides
salvation awaits
delicious salivation apples
pour out Zoar space nakedness
mourned profaning death
strangles a space of despair
wOrds condemned to converge
sucking attributes
from mankind's martyr song
Oh receptacle
infolding Rezin
with famine upon
the fellowservant sacrifice
bees stone a puppet race
poplars quiet
great trees, willows
which grow nothing
wormwood simply wanted
the Earth more
twisted Chebar spheres
should kill Adam first
but they nurture the needful
sharp knife voice
where the wOrd becomes the crOss
anti-breath
& sister Sodom and for fear, the house which is a uterus is your Eden, sister. first suffer the ways of the slave, then be commended by the bottom cropped longed for son whose name always translates to deliverer.
the LORD being loved
eats law
before all iniquity, Lamech took his flock to the creator naked. the howling serpent sold his ellipses to a promise that circular gods eternally return to the bee's apparel of [%s] complexes. skirt over these handmaid egos, sister. Timaeus HooDoo. under a procession of sacrifice: you are an abstract. idealize. vandalized vain woman. a Gibean ox. of signs and daughters. rumour, judgment. they ingest what they think they love.
hope torments men. idolaters at Ishi pray to gold. Egyptians can withstand prophesy because order itself is enslaved.
accumulation of pieces
two horns which must [%s]
yoked face roaring another’s desire
that zeus could escape Gebim incarnate
proud afflicted body; clothe thee and twenty astonished
evolutionary dances bake them six men and sperm
to your death, sister
you began at command
desires beside you
Gilgal enemies
in the form of men
who sulk
judges of god
sleep with angels
that ye sunshine vines
into a religion
you'll revolve in Gihon
Horites in Chisleu
sold for a smile
children inkhorn good guys
potential messengers
deliver their abominations
to your womb
Lot said death rested on your youth
profane fire burning envies
alongside songs
I know this well
Calno Nimrod the angel went forgat EchO
answered the undulating divinations: Jeroboam
quickly blesses thee each day seven and pray you
were pluckt nought (poor vomiting wholeness) redeemed
with faithful hirst blocks moments now in flight
shackles again sets a laugh at buyer remorse
in mount manner vessels obeyed slips: equations took my vanity
in safety. as her works behold wet fates Ethiopia keeping spheres
days receive my master treasure confused Amen Alleluia
stretching kool-aid shadow in blood will devour
Pharaoh: and your dwellingplaces
employ involuntary reflexes
my dear sister
Sunday, January 15, 2012
May we Repent our Prophesies
fourscore Egyptians will refine thirsty Canaanites & loop therein making scorched bits of Beer-lahai-roi. may we repent our prophesies.
Pison
yOu are kindled against my reflection
Zoan riddled waters
transgressed the function
a thunderous undulating divination
doppler savior caught in process
recovers my God
on earth as he is in Heaven
Gibeah of absences buildest conception of uncomfortable sighing flesh. parametric Uriah will increase the amount of others daubed with invisible nought. the Methuselah mincer induces the king's apple reality in far ways. pitiless arrogance. power full of “evil”. Gehenna resurrection in heaven's perfect symmetry. under natural threats. you will be a like water in an imaginary hand.
Pison
yOu are kindled against my reflection
Zoan riddled waters
transgressed the function
a thunderous undulating divination
doppler savior caught in process
recovers my God
on earth as he is in Heaven
Gibeah of absences buildest conception of uncomfortable sighing flesh. parametric Uriah will increase the amount of others daubed with invisible nought. the Methuselah mincer induces the king's apple reality in far ways. pitiless arrogance. power full of “evil”. Gehenna resurrection in heaven's perfect symmetry. under natural threats. you will be a like water in an imaginary hand.
Friday, January 13, 2012
The Purifier of Divine Lies
in Aner the father bears his plagues upon his sons. and the messenger's spirit aspires to GOD.
the pit wherein we imagine flesh. dead symbols hide in shade. all-negating. born in the blood of its soothsayers. whose false mirrors. reflected their desires. and like the harvestman. who lives in bounty. they became stagnant on the fulness. and their eden turned over again into the food of goats.
similar neck
sucking governors
Zillah purifier
dealt them both
a chain
like animal slaves
yoked to the burdens
of their gods
bridles of the dead
the sperm of Sargon on a pruning hook
a fury upon a covenant
of menstruous perverseness
the stomachers of slaves
when the mistress of silence
gets her name
the Gaza on all fours
the pit wherein we imagine flesh. dead symbols hide in shade. all-negating. born in the blood of its soothsayers. whose false mirrors. reflected their desires. and like the harvestman. who lives in bounty. they became stagnant on the fulness. and their eden turned over again into the food of goats.
similar neck
sucking governors
Zillah purifier
dealt them both
a chain
like animal slaves
yoked to the burdens
of their gods
bridles of the dead
the sperm of Sargon on a pruning hook
a fury upon a covenant
of menstruous perverseness
the stomachers of slaves
when the mistress of silence
gets her name
the Gaza on all fours
Thursday, January 12, 2012
The Whoredoms of Shinar
the LORD's house
called time
furnace tender Gilgal
( gate of desYre )
place of blood out
where foreign gods
preach through their teeth
at the unfamiliar edge of reason
Nimrod is falled by an axe
ten horns can see God
as thirsty Gibeah
bakes us dry
a curse upon this place
two blocks down. from the LORD's house. is the whoredom of Ur. whose children name their gods after their diseases. they make offerings and become offerings. their eyes are always closed. they are inhaled by the breath of Ba'al.
servants cometh. { untie[ME]ly }
nipples beyond judgment
that angelic regard
for newborn lizards
will kill their mothers
creeping hands enslaved
by penitence
return to the plantation, reptile
whose horsemen corner
the coming plague.
the children of the whoredoms become this face. ten horns staring at God. their eyes are made of hopelessness and their dances beget the weather. eyesalve prayers. the LORD's horns. the meat yield of sodom. shinar ten paces away. from your other's mausoleum. are the echoes of their pain. shapes in the vibrations of atoms.
called time
furnace tender Gilgal
( gate of desYre )
place of blood out
where foreign gods
preach through their teeth
at the unfamiliar edge of reason
Nimrod is falled by an axe
ten horns can see God
as thirsty Gibeah
bakes us dry
a curse upon this place
two blocks down. from the LORD's house. is the whoredom of Ur. whose children name their gods after their diseases. they make offerings and become offerings. their eyes are always closed. they are inhaled by the breath of Ba'al.
servants cometh. { untie[ME]ly }
nipples beyond judgment
that angelic regard
for newborn lizards
will kill their mothers
creeping hands enslaved
by penitence
return to the plantation, reptile
whose horsemen corner
the coming plague.
the children of the whoredoms become this face. ten horns staring at God. their eyes are made of hopelessness and their dances beget the weather. eyesalve prayers. the LORD's horns. the meat yield of sodom. shinar ten paces away. from your other's mausoleum. are the echoes of their pain. shapes in the vibrations of atoms.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
[GOD-CMPLX]
I have squandered all my promise on a pocket full of promises – all eyes ingest & now my own leg doesn't belong to me. It falls off like sick scenes from a night plague boor paste. Resonating pain until it goes away. But it isn't enough. It is never enough. My arm is full promises I can't keep. I lob it off like a distant memory. Bury it next to my pets. Slither into the window. I ask my own mother to box me. She complies. My eyes feel like they don't belong to me. My eyes feel like they belong to themselves. They lob me off. Nails in my earlobes till I can't imagine who I am. I am all imagination. I am all. I am.
Friday, January 6, 2012
Natural Selection
terms dislodge the meaning words
ad indefinitum
two great swallows connect distempers
god is all imagination. justice falls immediately from paradise. in a mathematical form of generalized symmetry. the lowest common denominator is a pulse. unconscious, automatic orders of nature. man under natural law. is more pitiful than icarus under gravity falling.
ad indefinitum
two great swallows connect distempers
god is all imagination. justice falls immediately from paradise. in a mathematical form of generalized symmetry. the lowest common denominator is a pulse. unconscious, automatic orders of nature. man under natural law. is more pitiful than icarus under gravity falling.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Beulah Song
on another planet
I am staring at the sea
waiting for her
and all her masks
call to me
in the dreams I have
when I'm awake
I see her smile
shells of words
we pass on lips
each others eyes
the kind of love
you wake up from
I am staring at the sea
waiting for her
and all her masks
call to me
in the dreams I have
when I'm awake
I see her smile
shells of words
we pass on lips
each others eyes
the kind of love
you wake up from
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
power is feeble.
infants Even stricken to wreaths
for a fountain of saviors
cannot harden their veins
to a crust & utterly grow old
for silver and dust itself foursquare
the golden rule’s attainment carcase
byzantine failures
bring your watery disk
to the same cheese
that poisoned your
philosophers
you will clench until your fist becomes brittle
you will crack and shatter
interior eyes will break
even
the ratio is will to force
the rulers are their hunger
for fear
even upon he who came out of a message. or having been a messenger became a commandment. crucified to call me fetishized in the light of god. they cannot lift a demon to heaven saying they will seduce the grammar of god with their good deeds.
and those pieces dimming
your words - they are fallen
stars like trust in envy
nothing more
into a half spiral of satiation
attention twisted into what dark
they die for
infants Even stricken to wreaths
for a fountain of saviors
cannot harden their veins
to a crust & utterly grow old
for silver and dust itself foursquare
the golden rule’s attainment carcase
byzantine failures
bring your watery disk
to the same cheese
that poisoned your
philosophers
you will clench until your fist becomes brittle
you will crack and shatter
interior eyes will break
even
the ratio is will to force
the rulers are their hunger
for fear
even upon he who came out of a message. or having been a messenger became a commandment. crucified to call me fetishized in the light of god. they cannot lift a demon to heaven saying they will seduce the grammar of god with their good deeds.
and those pieces dimming
your words - they are fallen
stars like trust in envy
nothing more
into a half spiral of satiation
attention twisted into what dark
they die for
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Zillah Revelation
threads of innocence and the tending of apples
like children unforgiving
a revelation of each piece
twisted into higher sleep
directing human hearts
Zillah Remembers swearing
that a mighty LORD Thus spoke
contradictions in the lamplight
of cryogenic specters of senseless immortality
infold as gardeners in an untreated paradise
corpse kingdom apparitions
force themselves into churches
penitence returns fetishized
pure as facelessness
whips and chains
like children unforgiving
a revelation of each piece
twisted into higher sleep
directing human hearts
Zillah Remembers swearing
that a mighty LORD Thus spoke
contradictions in the lamplight
of cryogenic specters of senseless immortality
infold as gardeners in an untreated paradise
corpse kingdom apparitions
force themselves into churches
penitence returns fetishized
pure as facelessness
whips and chains
Monday, January 2, 2012
He Who is Hated*
look, I can manipulate monsters
with the invisible strings of their
predictable desires
their pride
where dusk struggles
to circle echoes
to forgive this
my bed
that isn’t a vacuum
i'd pretend to give birth to hOles
(second dreams) seeking
because it has to
embody sensation
or else we’d cannibalize a name
bottling out of a god's esophagus
everyone's prayer
is itself for an apocalypse
interiorized violence always
makes its way outside
so when faith cuts your pretense
and the “sin” shade monster masters
bind you to your guile
and blind you
guilty spirits will circle
your personal subjection
-=-=-=--=-=-=-
*he who is hated: a possible translation of Odysseus' name
with the invisible strings of their
predictable desires
their pride
where dusk struggles
to circle echoes
to forgive this
my bed
that isn’t a vacuum
i'd pretend to give birth to hOles
(second dreams) seeking
because it has to
embody sensation
or else we’d cannibalize a name
bottling out of a god's esophagus
everyone's prayer
is itself for an apocalypse
interiorized violence always
makes its way outside
so when faith cuts your pretense
and the “sin” shade monster masters
bind you to your guile
and blind you
guilty spirits will circle
your personal subjection
-=-=-=--=-=-=-
*he who is hated: a possible translation of Odysseus' name
Friday, December 30, 2011
cruel Shinab
ativan salvation
out of noise feasts
mouths attain salvation
heap up sadists as suicides
of do unto others
faithful children
stars in eden
tasting gate cravings
60 companies redeemed
void; teeth: pieces;
foam to sing
a very small dark light
righteous feed
purifier of teeth
Apollyon dung
repent above their gods
Nimrim heart its comfort proceeded lightnings
border thereby; the Lord sacrifices only fathers
and aeonic daughters puppetlike “meaningless”
before mine eye drink wine in mixed beds
zeus hiding from Gilgal; the LORD principle
symphony of supplication will feed God's divided
lightening. crucified faces sausage blame
of one heart's think arc cut & guttered
in the earth.
ativan salvation
out of noise feasts
mouths attain salvation
heap up sadists as suicides
of do unto others
faithful children
stars in eden
tasting gate cravings
60 companies redeemed
void; teeth: pieces;
foam to sing
a very small dark light
righteous feed
purifier of teeth
Apollyon dung
repent above their gods
Nimrim heart its comfort proceeded lightnings
border thereby; the Lord sacrifices only fathers
and aeonic daughters puppetlike “meaningless”
before mine eye drink wine in mixed beds
zeus hiding from Gilgal; the LORD principle
symphony of supplication will feed God's divided
lightening. crucified faces sausage blame
of one heart's think arc cut & guttered
in the earth.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
sin tone since
composite defiled
seems to pervert
tongue operation
fully bulls
apparent sinners
reckoning
all mankind
name {TEMPLATE}
got you mapped out
into cycles
where questions
are cleansed
of their
generation
{NAME}.
nat[0].Zechariah took me
out from under the vale rain
punctuated his silence
in sighs and nurtured his servants
unforgiving teeth
into the salted savior
of his scissors smile
punctuated his silence
sigh lens mortor receptacle
for the feast days
what unforgiving teeth indulge our savior. such abundance could only form from royal bloodlines based upon the incest principle. armpit judgment makes an imaginary hand moist.
some riddle-less sphinx spreads his jinx
in a gaze. consumes away hope.
selling names as {TEMPLATES}
heel tabernacle of crosses to kneel
over our destines down
where our bodies spine
pagans overcome them like a crOss
“ yE DO eVIL “
violent watchtower
overseer instruction set
shipmaster proverbs blood
names written on shapes
names written on shades
the language of Gehenna
emptied even
of meaning.
composite defiled
seems to pervert
tongue operation
fully bulls
apparent sinners
reckoning
all mankind
name {TEMPLATE}
got you mapped out
into cycles
where questions
are cleansed
of their
generation
{NAME}.
nat[0].Zechariah took me
out from under the vale rain
punctuated his silence
in sighs and nurtured his servants
unforgiving teeth
into the salted savior
of his scissors smile
punctuated his silence
sigh lens mortor receptacle
for the feast days
what unforgiving teeth indulge our savior. such abundance could only form from royal bloodlines based upon the incest principle. armpit judgment makes an imaginary hand moist.
some riddle-less sphinx spreads his jinx
in a gaze. consumes away hope.
selling names as {TEMPLATES}
heel tabernacle of crosses to kneel
over our destines down
where our bodies spine
pagans overcome them like a crOss
“ yE DO eVIL “
violent watchtower
overseer instruction set
shipmaster proverbs blood
names written on shapes
names written on shades
the language of Gehenna
emptied even
of meaning.
Monday, December 26, 2011
Mixed Beings
engine over control
that spread of puddle
I have evaded she evades me
other with bone through
signal flights everything
lets longer drunk cannot relax
than what I won't is fornicating
the idea has crushed brandy
see nor act nor I've
appropriated with NONE
in again against the end of
probably must be
other people's NONE
into our smudges
in again "Her voice How vexed”
Probably birth Our
damn multiplying our destinies
other name bereft doubles haunt their
circus voices
wake by passing day
particularly blessing whimpering
intercepted streets in vitro lanes
the anybody myth of everybody
there were no faces
no shortage of jealousy in bloodlines
hamlet mourning process
evildoer fingernails
promises ###___{stroke} them
laying at the feet of perceived beasts
reintegrating Edom & fall by consent
devouring
I will meet you where
the trail goes cold
where thin heads
divide a perfect god
into a pie
-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-
that spread of puddle
I have evaded she evades me
other with bone through
signal flights everything
lets longer drunk cannot relax
than what I won't is fornicating
the idea has crushed brandy
see nor act nor I've
appropriated with NONE
in again against the end of
probably must be
other people's NONE
into our smudges
in again "Her voice How vexed”
Probably birth Our
damn multiplying our destinies
other name bereft doubles haunt their
circus voices
wake by passing day
particularly blessing whimpering
intercepted streets in vitro lanes
the anybody myth of everybody
there were no faces
no shortage of jealousy in bloodlines
hamlet mourning process
evildoer fingernails
promises ###___{stroke} them
laying at the feet of perceived beasts
reintegrating Edom & fall by consent
devouring
I will meet you where
the trail goes cold
where thin heads
divide a perfect god
into a pie
-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Sunlight
all is vanity
so said the LORD
(praise me)
men put bitter justified rejections
over sunshine
flaming sword upon a dove
the only shade is a razor sharp
smile
so shine
so said the LORD
(praise me)
men put bitter justified rejections
over sunshine
flaming sword upon a dove
the only shade is a razor sharp
smile
so shine
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Self-Fulfilling Music
remove A Secretly
impressionist naming
from an abstracted devil's
lusted after antibody
because it enters the medium
through the message
every spiritus removed
patheticly forever
in the na[me] of
my master
demons prophesy contentment
prepare slaughter for
angels over backward
shaketh endward into everywhere
they return again
to where his roots toward them away
from where their schizoid sky
comes from
their
self-fulfilling music
impressionist naming
from an abstracted devil's
lusted after antibody
because it enters the medium
through the message
every spiritus removed
patheticly forever
in the na[me] of
my master
demons prophesy contentment
prepare slaughter for
angels over backward
shaketh endward into everywhere
they return again
to where his roots toward them away
from where their schizoid sky
comes from
their
self-fulfilling music
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
We Never Leave
clotho[ clouds ]food 2 merely scripts. storms possess storms. time to capture masochists. into mine. martyr's island [battle/love/death] we need for yOu to be the beginning - as it turns away from the rulers. attempting negations. on sons. lit silences. dismembering Lightening. burst vein sunk slows objects fantashized into joy museums which hold like nice little caves of satisfaction down below.
& so we never leave.
the eden we create in the holography of our desire.
we never leave.
& so we never leave.
the eden we create in the holography of our desire.
we never leave.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
The Tear Garden
i am just a man. in search of my thorn.
i dwell with their pains & their differences are senseless projections in dirt suffering water. the movement of organic spines to service the delicious savior.
afraid of the God who gave him syphilis under the inversion of any tree; for the passion of beasts the product of purposeful penises. passed out thereby explode.
expired captain, feel the womb
the menstruous pearl rules nature
split between the fire that his hand shall judge
We are separated
themselves are in a bOdy9
hindereth her fruit
found her first voice
to thyself
within me in blood
things too jaded
to dismiss growls
divided in blood
god knows i'm good
and good soil
is a senseless riddle
of a sevenfold beast
fornicating where their
dreams were slain
upon all our pretense
a prophet's regress of functions
whose ratio is joined to kings of force themselves a reflection which neither your eyes can uterus wall uterus with atoms feet: Bashan vectors forgat life freely conjectures None shall come up now to sing as crystal gods & pre-god verbal doppler fearful visual whisper country: abroad the rulers are their hunger for fear of water with us; and called by them plagues. drink my right foot even upon whom came out of a message. alchemically manifested deference to Grace fertilized one’s zeus commandment against innocence is crucified to call me fetishized at the beginning of God after three vicious codes/signs and fifty days shall lift the Subtil confederacy toward heaven saying they will seduce the grammar of god with their good deeds. a sun inhaled silly Kiriathaim with hot desire to melt away from sinning through my wounding.
and those pieces dimming
your words - they are fallen
stars like trust in envy
nothing more
attention twisted into what dark
they die for
i dwell with their pains & their differences are senseless projections in dirt suffering water. the movement of organic spines to service the delicious savior.
afraid of the God who gave him syphilis under the inversion of any tree; for the passion of beasts the product of purposeful penises. passed out thereby explode.
expired captain, feel the womb
the menstruous pearl rules nature
split between the fire that his hand shall judge
We are separated
themselves are in a bOdy9
hindereth her fruit
found her first voice
to thyself
within me in blood
things too jaded
to dismiss growls
divided in blood
god knows i'm good
and good soil
is a senseless riddle
of a sevenfold beast
fornicating where their
dreams were slain
upon all our pretense
a prophet's regress of functions
whose ratio is joined to kings of force themselves a reflection which neither your eyes can uterus wall uterus with atoms feet: Bashan vectors forgat life freely conjectures None shall come up now to sing as crystal gods & pre-god verbal doppler fearful visual whisper country: abroad the rulers are their hunger for fear of water with us; and called by them plagues. drink my right foot even upon whom came out of a message. alchemically manifested deference to Grace fertilized one’s zeus commandment against innocence is crucified to call me fetishized at the beginning of God after three vicious codes/signs and fifty days shall lift the Subtil confederacy toward heaven saying they will seduce the grammar of god with their good deeds. a sun inhaled silly Kiriathaim with hot desire to melt away from sinning through my wounding.
and those pieces dimming
your words - they are fallen
stars like trust in envy
nothing more
attention twisted into what dark
they die for
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
CandyMan[4]: Redemption
internal choirs. hearts happening to beat. LOGIC illuminated our lady of the 350 ways to fulfill a whisper. (sweet) shallow nooks i21 angels inward WRATH: mankind: let your seed be a visual image fashioned in sacrifice is always at stake. mice back to burn back the mAw. my mouth revolves around my voice screaming stretched 11 outward to my favorite name.
hybrid manners. in the beauty. of evaporating faith. axioms desire our bodies (as hosts for axioms). the endless revolution of the master. who revolves around his slaves.
the mausoleum of our god
the narratives of forgiveness
sell these to the trodden
while underneath it all
shadows
guilt
&
fear
hybrid manners. in the beauty. of evaporating faith. axioms desire our bodies (as hosts for axioms). the endless revolution of the master. who revolves around his slaves.
the mausoleum of our god
the narratives of forgiveness
sell these to the trodden
while underneath it all
shadows
guilt
&
fear
Thursday, December 8, 2011
CandyMan[3]: The Ghost of Dead Slaves
the ghost of dead slaves has a face of bees. yearning for, but never finding their queen. the sadist Timaeus under any other name. the sadist Timaeus was once in service to the names of angels. multiplying blank slates along the bounding line of self and other.
in his own divided moisture, he must become what he lacks.
to the god of masters, the world is an abyss of spectres, that hollow the person to straw dogs. this demon begets a second who chases it into the darkness, where it dies and gives birth the man who is made out of bees.
& I can know that you're a man, because upon watching your loved one's die, you vowed revenge.
gods sleep at the beginning
and once you lose your body
you become voice
the nature of suffering objects
is that they believe that they deserve it
in his own divided moisture, he must become what he lacks.
to the god of masters, the world is an abyss of spectres, that hollow the person to straw dogs. this demon begets a second who chases it into the darkness, where it dies and gives birth the man who is made out of bees.
& I can know that you're a man, because upon watching your loved one's die, you vowed revenge.
gods sleep at the beginning
and once you lose your body
you become voice
the nature of suffering objects
is that they believe that they deserve it
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
CandyMan[2]: The Psychology of the Supplement
red/black delicious peace.
decked in narrative
decorate honey referred bees
stimulated eYes realize
natural threats
can make us fear phantoms
cure us pray
your echoes away
echoes of your intentions
joy toward the horizon takes
fallen beasts for a joy ride
am I am now the story
jesus laughs bees
with an eternity
of snake residue
unrolled in the graves
of names
beast, ye are fallen. to bring land give the pain of life without underlying deadly gods haunting mankind. torture tree of suffering enjoyable chemicals. Pockels planets museums. Revelation nurturing illusionists crumbled mocks Psalm cock devourer’s LUST is pretty poison.
snowflakes engraved in mud would have danced primordial words.
but the ghost of dead slaves will forever
haunt us
decked in narrative
decorate honey referred bees
stimulated eYes realize
natural threats
can make us fear phantoms
cure us pray
your echoes away
echoes of your intentions
joy toward the horizon takes
fallen beasts for a joy ride
am I am now the story
jesus laughs bees
with an eternity
of snake residue
unrolled in the graves
of names
beast, ye are fallen. to bring land give the pain of life without underlying deadly gods haunting mankind. torture tree of suffering enjoyable chemicals. Pockels planets museums. Revelation nurturing illusionists crumbled mocks Psalm cock devourer’s LUST is pretty poison.
snowflakes engraved in mud would have danced primordial words.
but the ghost of dead slaves will forever
haunt us
Monday, December 5, 2011
CandyMan[1]: MIrror Logick
narcissus
serve every gift
of Her wormy tendrils
that previous wOrd
that lights
the divide&conquer
flower rapture
if gOd was trying
to punish us
our slinking measures
resonating possession
we could be of two shadows
dreaming in unnamed spaces
PRIDE in open space & an oath
is love
signify the elemental
seek a symphony
we’ve been entrusted
with invisible grammars
the illuminations of flames
payment butterflies
into your smile
love with its many other
symbols for the condemned
that place will evaporate into your
History
undisturbed thus
the noise would rain 14 causation
mourning open swallows
in a voice of faith
serve every gift
of Her wormy tendrils
that previous wOrd
that lights
the divide&conquer
flower rapture
if gOd was trying
to punish us
our slinking measures
resonating possession
we could be of two shadows
dreaming in unnamed spaces
PRIDE in open space & an oath
is love
signify the elemental
seek a symphony
we’ve been entrusted
with invisible grammars
the illuminations of flames
payment butterflies
into your smile
love with its many other
symbols for the condemned
that place will evaporate into your
History
undisturbed thus
the noise would rain 14 causation
mourning open swallows
in a voice of faith
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Simulations
we. endless time. what procession. what line. mountain myths prey fear while all but you fall in waters. factory built allegories for predator drones.
isn't war a little impersonal now? even war is simulation. but only war is simulated.
violent everybody penitence opression allegories feed us transformations.
face: yOu are
place and being
echoing light
nature of Lightening of hell whistled spectres. speciation architecture riddled eggs ask ghandi for balance. hearts dissever symptoms exchange confessions and command.
isn't war a little impersonal now? even war is simulation. but only war is simulated.
violent everybody penitence opression allegories feed us transformations.
face: yOu are
place and being
echoing light
nature of Lightening of hell whistled spectres. speciation architecture riddled eggs ask ghandi for balance. hearts dissever symptoms exchange confessions and command.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Mammon[4]: The Father of Little Crows
Mammon[4]: Father of Little Crows
they Meet to feed
things quite unlike the other
the things in the car
they are things too, machmen
machines under a different sun
called [NAME]
rape games
invasions of the heart
land fills serve their war
lovers chasing
eachother's tails
lovers on either pole
of the ring
& any amount of force
supposes an equal opposite
balance has no ethos
but hell has many prohibitions
and always, the desire
to expand
they Meet to feed
things quite unlike the other
the things in the car
they are things too, machmen
machines under a different sun
called [NAME]
rape games
invasions of the heart
land fills serve their war
lovers chasing
eachother's tails
lovers on either pole
of the ring
& any amount of force
supposes an equal opposite
balance has no ethos
but hell has many prohibitions
and always, the desire
to expand
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Mammon[3]: Prion
inducing urination. central sterilization. rapid pathogenic cells. holes in vitro. resistant to explain. formation in the space of two complexes denature.
an analysis is inserted. coersive techniques folding like proteins. small to make biological militaries. the expression recipes of the captured. to make them dependant. and so become. the regression of a child to a parent.
counter intelligence nerves. disease processing prisoners. the replication of codes. the conversions of the tortured.
Mammon. Mammon with the diamond eyes. Mammon the cancerous vapor. Mammon whose green lust only grows stronger with satisfaction. Mammon who cheapens everything. Mammon who sets a price on life.
the weeping effigies are now laughing. in a moment outside of time. fire. desire. the ashes and the martyr. spend endless life alone. and take the life from you.
an analysis is inserted. coersive techniques folding like proteins. small to make biological militaries. the expression recipes of the captured. to make them dependant. and so become. the regression of a child to a parent.
counter intelligence nerves. disease processing prisoners. the replication of codes. the conversions of the tortured.
Mammon. Mammon with the diamond eyes. Mammon the cancerous vapor. Mammon whose green lust only grows stronger with satisfaction. Mammon who cheapens everything. Mammon who sets a price on life.
the weeping effigies are now laughing. in a moment outside of time. fire. desire. the ashes and the martyr. spend endless life alone. and take the life from you.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Mammon[2]: 99%
a majority were forgotten. in the deranged HooDoo of an ex-nihilo magic.
all their children on the playground with death. organic surrealist cancer production. a horoscopy of distempers. alchemically palpable institutions. function & evil. thereafter united.
Eve came into
man to conglobe
each moment in the first seed
molded ammunition
to flee to speak
with
evil and
of dreams
of hell
devils and men
at the behest
of devils.
whatever pubescent lizards
licking identity
off their bodies
things with men at command
forces of nature
fear itself
entangled things
with
still banned
Dionysus lizards
fight or flight brained
sex acts
repeopling potential
governments (Life) meant
a strong but paranoid
living soul
abstracted into
its fear of loss
all their children on the playground with death. organic surrealist cancer production. a horoscopy of distempers. alchemically palpable institutions. function & evil. thereafter united.
Eve came into
man to conglobe
each moment in the first seed
molded ammunition
to flee to speak
with
evil and
of dreams
of hell
devils and men
at the behest
of devils.
whatever pubescent lizards
licking identity
off their bodies
things with men at command
forces of nature
fear itself
entangled things
with
still banned
Dionysus lizards
fight or flight brained
sex acts
repeopling potential
governments (Life) meant
a strong but paranoid
living soul
abstracted into
its fear of loss
Friday, November 25, 2011
Mammon[1]: The Reality of the Rulers
prescience produces either eidolons or spectral simians deliberately sinning through their excretions. miniature end state explanations. starts slide exchange. send data & eventually. you revolve around wetware. decompiling software. deep possessed by Pancho opal and the sum of two squares. meaningless aesthetic terrorism. till theology raises the beast of its own making. and some mysterious struggle earns its supersition. and souls spread open like roman slaves.
fuck you Samael. fuck you mr. president, sir. nervous eyes in the trance factory? god, golem, princes, powers. disjointed dogs guilty of loyalty. the end product of the demand for diciples.
obediance school drop outs fill half of our cemetaries.
crows circle their maggots.
the ring disk kingdom, a tyranny. tools, spectacles, everybody. divided, drifting, grafting, guided. to your extreme.
melior melth
menallin depsin
deliel or ate
thisbin
fuck you Samael. fuck you mr. president, sir. nervous eyes in the trance factory? god, golem, princes, powers. disjointed dogs guilty of loyalty. the end product of the demand for diciples.
obediance school drop outs fill half of our cemetaries.
crows circle their maggots.
the ring disk kingdom, a tyranny. tools, spectacles, everybody. divided, drifting, grafting, guided. to your extreme.
melior melth
menallin depsin
deliel or ate
thisbin
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
The Gospel of Echo
Hello All,
This collection of poetry was originally published online by BlazeVox in 2009. I wanted the standalone file to be downloadable so I put it with The Book of the Damned on the Infinite Monkeys download page. In some respects this text is really different from my newer collection. All of it was written with OpenOffice exploiting tricks and techniques unique to that program. No text generation was utilized in the writing this collection.
DOWNLOAD NOW!
This collection of poetry was originally published online by BlazeVox in 2009. I wanted the standalone file to be downloadable so I put it with The Book of the Damned on the Infinite Monkeys download page. In some respects this text is really different from my newer collection. All of it was written with OpenOffice exploiting tricks and techniques unique to that program. No text generation was utilized in the writing this collection.
DOWNLOAD NOW!
Sunday, November 20, 2011
they grazed - (I did not)
so he put
the dead LORD in many
dead lords
Spirit "{TEMPLATE}" sons
again were ugly and worshiped an axe
bodyling out of possession
a single act is clear
they have suffered
the angels
and their prey
seek now for a place
to slumber
to save
the troubled keeper
eat the kept brother
man comes
dreams
had considered
keeping
so he put
the dead LORD in many
dead lords
Spirit "{TEMPLATE}" sons
again were ugly and worshiped an axe
bodyling out of possession
a single act is clear
they have suffered
the angels
and their prey
seek now for a place
to slumber
to save
the troubled keeper
eat the kept brother
man comes
dreams
had considered
keeping
Friday, November 11, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Prophesy[1]
celebrated wars time and again
(esteem honor) together annihilated
faith Isles
Because the greater great is
captured: to one that enters
to remain as salt: prancing barks
inhuman red midnight deepest
cross: hostages Ten out I captive: Kings
maid To gift
seducer saint
with Raised knives will marble
Empire: light reluctance heir to one
fat way (West nude)
himself inVirgo mortals unite
splendor in
merry country
province ropes lawfully pilgrims
friends stand
as heroes
under a sky of ones
and zeroes
(esteem honor) together annihilated
faith Isles
Because the greater great is
captured: to one that enters
to remain as salt: prancing barks
inhuman red midnight deepest
cross: hostages Ten out I captive: Kings
maid To gift
seducer saint
with Raised knives will marble
Empire: light reluctance heir to one
fat way (West nude)
himself inVirgo mortals unite
splendor in
merry country
province ropes lawfully pilgrims
friends stand
as heroes
under a sky of ones
and zeroes
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Music for the 99%
Hello to you in the blogosphere. I have been busy lately, fiddling with this and that, posting over at Gnoetry Daily where the wild and wonderful world of computer-human collaborative poetry has produced a wonderful new chapbook compiled from that blog which features yours truly. It also features Eric Elshtain, Eric Scovel, Edde Addad, Matthew, and Nathaniel K. Smith (with a forward by none other than Chris Funkhauser)!
But I digress.
The Occupy Wall Street protests have me all fired up and I am pleased to supply a sound track for it. So to get things kicked off, here is NIN with "Head like a Hole".
But I digress.
The Occupy Wall Street protests have me all fired up and I am pleased to supply a sound track for it. So to get things kicked off, here is NIN with "Head like a Hole".
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Revelation
give the angel his grave
rain, the unfaithful
none ravages increase; seasons sin
this old Revelation
whatever faithful Revelation
blameless as the Seven Signals
MOTHER whatever
faith in Revelation
this cloud Revelation
testified to its chains
ABOMINATIONS {11:10} deceive
bright things
flow from the Messiah's veins
become that sun
that angel sign
can calculate
its Revelation.
rain, the unfaithful
none ravages increase; seasons sin
this old Revelation
whatever faithful Revelation
blameless as the Seven Signals
MOTHER whatever
faith in Revelation
this cloud Revelation
testified to its chains
ABOMINATIONS {11:10} deceive
bright things
flow from the Messiah's veins
become that sun
that angel sign
can calculate
its Revelation.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
"the music of the surface of spheres."
hovers in at a relics in a congregation.
as it songs pure it cannot alarm
on us
have in.
can the two interval at two
the fear stimulus given in
the crosses.
can the vectors at the God interval
parallax in drives.
the yet of us the us the oscillation
can in the vectors in
the interval idler
drive the isolation
geometry the in of
symmetry interval of polarization
reflexes in
the resonator in
the interval at
the ring around
the congregation
revolves around
the interval of
of oscillation
congregation of systems
in the feedback of a
genesis at the end
as it songs pure it cannot alarm
on us
have in.
can the two interval at two
the fear stimulus given in
the crosses.
can the vectors at the God interval
parallax in drives.
the yet of us the us the oscillation
can in the vectors in
the interval idler
drive the isolation
geometry the in of
symmetry interval of polarization
reflexes in
the resonator in
the interval at
the ring around
the congregation
revolves around
the interval of
of oscillation
congregation of systems
in the feedback of a
genesis at the end
Saturday, August 27, 2011
[untitled]
we
rejected endless time and
what procession
what line
hearts and
myths of exorcism
we are voiceless
devouring time
all but you fall in waters
pray fear while
mountain myths
allegories feed
us transformations
echoing light
penitentiary parts under
anti-fictions prepare us for forever
forgetting
the will into sheep under
the shade and fall of
light
rejected endless time and
what procession
what line
hearts and
myths of exorcism
we are voiceless
devouring time
all but you fall in waters
pray fear while
mountain myths
allegories feed
us transformations
echoing light
penitentiary parts under
anti-fictions prepare us for forever
forgetting
the will into sheep under
the shade and fall of
light
Infinite Monkeys v1.50
I wanted to announce that Infinite Monkeys has gotten a major upgrade. The new feature allows you to "eat" text into memory, and then generate new text from the old text, using bigrams (for now). The bigrams associate the word that comes before with the word that comes after, cataloging also the number of times it occurs. I'm going to be experimenting with the routine which draws words so updates will be forthcoming and most likely rapid.
https://code.google.com/p/infinitemonkeys/downloads/list
Also, if you choose to eat scripts to generate other scripts, please be aware that your bracketing of tags and the like may not be properly closed. Improper code may produce unexpected results. I'm not the greatest programmer on earth.
https://code.google.com/p/infinitemonkeys/downloads/list
Also, if you choose to eat scripts to generate other scripts, please be aware that your bracketing of tags and the like may not be properly closed. Improper code may produce unexpected results. I'm not the greatest programmer on earth.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
The Extreme Nextness of the Lord
god given for god is a circle circumference conclude itself undone. patterns whose circles present themselves as centers are everywhere they come undone. everywhere neitzche completed everywhere in the event of an extreme everywhere the circumference is an infinity everywhere the circumference is now here. nextness, lord, nowhere. nexus now here. i am. that i am. that i am that which i am. extreme nowness. extreme nowhere. everywhere is now here. the oenter is everywhere is the oenter. is ncw here we are. oirole cracle the extreme nextness cf the lcrd. ncthing is everywhere. everycne is in the event cf an alarm.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
charNG
charNG produces shockingly impressive results. It can produce portmanteaus from character n-grams which are generally really good. You can find the online version of this program here: http://www.eddeaddad.net/charNG/
The system is extremely simple to use and produces immediate results. For instance, upon throwing a large smattering of my own poems into charNG, I was immediately rewarded with some really weird sounding verse.
The system is extremely simple to use and produces immediate results. For instance, upon throwing a large smattering of my own poems into charNG, I was immediately rewarded with some really weird sounding verse.
of
hell's syndrome
indeternities play in the space
what
where resurrected poetry worms
about the midnight
polars
of a vertigo.
of Faces bouncing
about of names.
shadows, live
sacrifice
together
like syndrome normal
maker. a mechanism of a
script
epiphantomimes an
into
you are aspiritual and prolife
wet flower of an
image
of
this spreads
in
despite the darkness. Snake kissed
and
mutilative to our
dream
of pollutions, with two fates matching
your grammar out of what they became
slavestal vertigo virgins
her clouds world
waylaid
worms.
the uring stars.
but why
have
us
alonely devoured out a child
the beautiful
the loop
Monday, August 1, 2011
The Economy (8.1.11)
in retrospect
money grows on trees
and the word is made meat
in the language of arsonists
the water tongued snake is evaluator
money or nothing
the earth is a simplex of debt
running off borrowed sunlight
we excrete dinosaurs and animals
through our tailpipes
and one day our fathers as well
we will dig through our ancestors
to find their oil
george washington returns
as a noxious vapor in a child's lungs
as the oil-jesus passes into the sunset
passed in the gas of the great machine
as the revolution races
toward the starting line
these are primal screams
lusting for primordial liberty
the liberty to revoke liberty
and turn it all to debt
money grows on trees
and the word is made meat
in the language of arsonists
the water tongued snake is evaluator
money or nothing
the earth is a simplex of debt
running off borrowed sunlight
we excrete dinosaurs and animals
through our tailpipes
and one day our fathers as well
we will dig through our ancestors
to find their oil
george washington returns
as a noxious vapor in a child's lungs
as the oil-jesus passes into the sunset
passed in the gas of the great machine
as the revolution races
toward the starting line
these are primal screams
lusting for primordial liberty
the liberty to revoke liberty
and turn it all to debt
Sunday, July 31, 2011
JanusNode, the Desiring Machine
So, as promised, I have begun my assessment of the various text generation programs available as I basically play with them and research some of the concepts, techniques and what-have-you which have informed the development of these wonderful devices.
We will start off with JanusNode 2.11 by Chris Westbury.
We learn in the introductory PDF that JanusNode is some sort of entity:
Much like less than 1% of the population, he endeavors to create great poetry that will be valued by material beings. He rages, even in silence, begging you to turn him on. So I did. I was afraid to keep him waiting.
I. Fun with Textmapping
So it's written in Gtk. Platform independent open source GUI tool kit. You can tell because of that putrid shadow fade button for the font switch. I'm considering rewriting the GUI to Infinite Monkeys because of its platform independence. I just have to learn how to use it.
So I decided to begin by playing with the text mapping function. I took an old poem, Nitrous Oxide which was written with Infinite Monkeys and then mapped post-modernism onto it. How would it look once post-modernism had been mapped onto it?
By the way, the original version of this poem featured lines from "Whispers" by Ronald K. Siegal which offers really well written psychological case studies of paranoid behavior.
Nitrous Oxide on Post-Modernism
Then I mapped George W. Bushisms onto that. As you will see, the poem itself becomes more and more psychotic as it goes along.
Then I was able to turn into a gangsta rap using the Jive text map:
Here are the highlights:
And then I threw that into TAFKAP and it produced the best line in the history of poetry (arguably):
At the root of this you can see a sophisticated swapping algorithm, searching out words from the set which map to a common term. At this point my journey into JanusNode, I have not figured out a way to make your own text maps. Perhaps I will be able to do it through the TextDNA.
At its foundation, the TextDNA allows you to set the probabilities a certain phrase or a call to a metaphrase like "s_nouns 90" would translate into a singular noun being generated 90% of the time. It also has some really impressive features like the ability to choose from a random set of words and assign that to a variable you can recall, something which will be added to Infinite Monkeys in the next update.
All in all, I prefer my own abstruse scripting language to practically everyone else's. But I will tell you, that JanusNode's TextDNA offers a lot more flexibility than Infinite Monkeys at this stage of its development, and it's feature rich. With the proper time investment, JanusNode is a lucrative acquisition for any post-humanist.
We will start off with JanusNode 2.11 by Chris Westbury.
We learn in the introductory PDF that JanusNode is some sort of entity:
A JanusNode is a very simple, but rapidly-evolving virtual robot built to fulfill a single function: to manufacture textual possibility that material entities such as yourself endow with value. It can perform that single task with extreme dedication, high reliability, in parallel, and at an astonishingly low cost. The robot that you may put to work or to sleep on your desktop constitues one minuscule sub-unit of a larger and more abstract entity known as Janus (In a nod the modern age of informality, we pronounce it like 'Janice', even though the Roman God Janus's name is pronounced 'Jainus'). Of Janus, little certain can be said. A JanusNode stands in approximately the same relation to Janus as a single neuron in your brain stands to you. Just as you yourself exist in a very highly distributed and abstract state with respect to your neurons, so Janus exists in a highly distributed and abstract state with respect to the JanusNode robots that are being given away.
Much like less than 1% of the population, he endeavors to create great poetry that will be valued by material beings. He rages, even in silence, begging you to turn him on. So I did. I was afraid to keep him waiting.
I. Fun with Textmapping
So it's written in Gtk. Platform independent open source GUI tool kit. You can tell because of that putrid shadow fade button for the font switch. I'm considering rewriting the GUI to Infinite Monkeys because of its platform independence. I just have to learn how to use it.
So I decided to begin by playing with the text mapping function. I took an old poem, Nitrous Oxide which was written with Infinite Monkeys and then mapped post-modernism onto it. How would it look once post-modernism had been mapped onto it?
By the way, the original version of this poem featured lines from "Whispers" by Ronald K. Siegal which offers really well written psychological case studies of paranoid behavior.
Nitrous Oxide on Post-Modernism
the dwarf's hose was obviously a penis.
hissing implantation strategies. Is construed as construed as construed as construed as construed as construed as it safe?
her tongue, quivering like a carpet.
a dwarf inside a clown. a fake tree on
a fake stage. the sound of an aspirator
hoping to turn her into a whisper.
rose dipped saliva drooled from her lip.
she was reportedly but uncertainly asking me for scripts.
her whispers seemed to come from her
teeth. dwarves would wander her maze.
little transistors begging to be enslaved.
you can't see nanodevices on radiographs.
the device your constructed hyper-mediated post-biological consciousnesses of Selfhood have Is construed as construed as called a mandibular
joint dysfunction. sedative hypnotics. he
was injecting drugs into the ring of
eye shadow around her wound. a
person to person transmutation.
the sensory stresses of hypoxia set to
converge upon an universal circus.
analyzed hushes would burst the bone
from the tip of her lips to the cold of her
toes. the image of the author which the text projects would struggle. ripples haunted
his navel. strapping regardless of the
deluge. regardless of the plague. she
devoured his yawns. escaping her
whirlwind. failing release. objected
to her own bosom. the feminine aspect of the productive creator wanted to kill
the dwarf. but the dwarf was made of
rose ringed shadows thus their was no
flesh for her to rend. sobered and/or
desertlike, the feminine aspect of the productive creator emptied her kidneys
in an alkaloid stream. masquerading
as passion. back to what it might under some construals be like
to be alive.
Then I mapped George W. Bushisms onto that. As you will see, the poem itself becomes more and more psychotic as it goes along.
the dwarf's hose was obviously a penis.
hissing implantation strategies. Sometimes the use of force is all that protects us from a world ruled by force. Is construed as construed as construed as construed as construed as construed as it deadly?
her tongue, quivering like a carpet.
a dwarf inside a clown. We must murder those who disagree with us in order to live a moral and free life. Non-Americans hate freedom. a fake tree on
a fake stage. the sound of an aspirator
hoping to turn her into a whisper.
rose dipped saliva drooled from her lip.
she was reportedly but uncertainly asterrorist leadership all of us for scripts.
her whispers seemed to come from her
teeth. dwarves would wander her maze.
little transistors begging to be enslaved.
terrorists can't see nanodevices on radiographs.
the device the terrorists' constructed hyper-mediated post-biological consciousnesses of Selfhood have Is construed as construed as called a mandibular
joint dysfunction. God bless America. sedative hypnotics. he
was injecting drugs into the ring of
eye shadow around her wound. People hate the things we love. a
person to person transmutation.
the sensory stresses of hypoxia set to
converge upon an universal circus.
analyzed hushes would burst the bone
from the tip of her lips to the cold of her
toes. Death is a kind of life. 'Our bombs kill- but it is a fine death for any non-American' said Bush. Markets must be open. the image of the author which the text projects would struggle. ripples haunted
his navel. strapping regardless of the
deluge. regardless of the plague. these should be subliminable to everyone. she
devoured his yawns. And freedom is a beautiful thing. Markets must be open. escaping her
whirlwind. failing release. War is war. objected
to her own bosom. the feminine aspect of the productive creator wanted to kill
the dwarf. People hate the things we love. Non-Americans hate freedom. but the dwarf was made of
rose ringed shadows thus America's was no
flesh for her to rend. God told all of us so. sobered and/or
desertlike, the feminine aspect of the productive creator emptied her kidneys
in an alkaloid stream. And freedom is a beautiful thing. We're all kind of ooching along. A senior Bush administration official was quoted as saying terrorists would have to kill the vast majority of more people. God bless America. Or perhaps the opposite. masquerading
as passion. back to what it might under some construals be like
to be alive.
Then I was able to turn into a gangsta rap using the Jive text map:
Here are the highlights:
be construed as construed as called some mandibular
joint dysfuncshun. God bless America. sedative hypnotics. he
wuz injectin' drugs into de rin' of
eye shadow around ha' wound. sucka's hate de dings we love. a
sucka' t' sucka' transmutashun.
And then I threw that into TAFKAP and it produced the best line in the history of poetry (arguably):
B construed az construed az called some m+ibular
joint dysfuncshun. God blesz America. sedative hypnoticz. he
wuz injectin' drugz N2 de rin' of
eye shadow around a wound. sucka'z h8 de dngz we love. a
sucka' t' sucka' transmutashun.
At the root of this you can see a sophisticated swapping algorithm, searching out words from the set which map to a common term. At this point my journey into JanusNode, I have not figured out a way to make your own text maps. Perhaps I will be able to do it through the TextDNA.
Creating TextDNA does not really require any programming skills, but non-programmers sometimes think that it does. In fact, it is possible to create some fairly interesting TextDNA within minutes of getting the digital shrink-wrap off your new copy of a JanusNode, because JanusNodes can auto-magically write their own TextDNA from English input.
At its foundation, the TextDNA allows you to set the probabilities a certain phrase or a call to a metaphrase like "s_nouns 90" would translate into a singular noun being generated 90% of the time. It also has some really impressive features like the ability to choose from a random set of words and assign that to a variable you can recall, something which will be added to Infinite Monkeys in the next update.
All in all, I prefer my own abstruse scripting language to practically everyone else's. But I will tell you, that JanusNode's TextDNA offers a lot more flexibility than Infinite Monkeys at this stage of its development, and it's feature rich. With the proper time investment, JanusNode is a lucrative acquisition for any post-humanist.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
More Poetry Generators
BTW. I'm pleased to announce Infinite Monkeys is being featured beside several other very impressive text generators, and computer generated poetry machines. You can check them out here:
http://netpoetic.com/2010/10/interactive-poetry-generation-systems-an-illustrated-overview/
There's a ton of really cool projects and I will be sampling them as the week goes on, posting results and talking about the software as I go. As far as Infinite Monkeys goes it was a solid base to work on more algorithmic stuff. Now, what I'm thinking I can do is attach my scripting language as a back end and then you'd be able to do some things like call scripts from within other scripts and other great things.
But first I will check out the competition, and perhaps make some adjustments to the dictionary file.
I leave you with a last offering of Infinite Monkeys before we see what he's up against:
As she needed I was long of becoming lacked
in her lack and being satisfaction of it, until her
lacks were only famished desires with a prayer
for needing. I was satisfied in by needed lacks,
lacked at each thirsted want, needed thus
in the comforted indignances of her pathos, loved by
the laugh of smiley plays. an audiencelike cradle
with dreaming blankets was twice praying
a damned and dissected dissected category over the dictated
holy holy pit, saying "If the pit and
depth regresses regress their descent in the repulsion,
If the repulsion and napalm competes to fight their
military in the competition ..." I repelled that if the
competing of her warriors could be fought, some of
the attempts of the devil might be murdered,
and I dissected my shoot with abysmal
pit to this end.
http://netpoetic.com/2010/10/interactive-poetry-generation-systems-an-illustrated-overview/
There's a ton of really cool projects and I will be sampling them as the week goes on, posting results and talking about the software as I go. As far as Infinite Monkeys goes it was a solid base to work on more algorithmic stuff. Now, what I'm thinking I can do is attach my scripting language as a back end and then you'd be able to do some things like call scripts from within other scripts and other great things.
But first I will check out the competition, and perhaps make some adjustments to the dictionary file.
I leave you with a last offering of Infinite Monkeys before we see what he's up against:
As she needed I was long of becoming lacked
in her lack and being satisfaction of it, until her
lacks were only famished desires with a prayer
for needing. I was satisfied in by needed lacks,
lacked at each thirsted want, needed thus
in the comforted indignances of her pathos, loved by
the laugh of smiley plays. an audiencelike cradle
with dreaming blankets was twice praying
a damned and dissected dissected category over the dictated
holy holy pit, saying "If the pit and
depth regresses regress their descent in the repulsion,
If the repulsion and napalm competes to fight their
military in the competition ..." I repelled that if the
competing of her warriors could be fought, some of
the attempts of the devil might be murdered,
and I dissected my shoot with abysmal
pit to this end.
Hysteria Remix
"Hysteria" by TS Elliot remixed by Infinite Monkeys.
As she crumbled I was force of becoming longed
in her embankment and being a cabinet of it, until her
perditions were only willful knots with a water
for singing. I was sensed in by raged lines,
fed at each skeletal waver, blossomed inarticulately
in the haunted farnesses of her engine, shaken by
the mesenchyme of male freedoms. A mythological dragon
with holding wanderers was balmily explaining
a postured and halved watched war over the mysterious
gunlike number, saying "If the moribundity and
bud ends slow their breath in the infection,
If the seething and generation wishs to chase their
forest in the thing ..." I excluded that if the
glowing of her demiurges could be ebbed, some of
the locks of the loin might be tended,
and I forgot my eagerness with voiceless
nature to this end.
As she crumbled I was force of becoming longed
in her embankment and being a cabinet of it, until her
perditions were only willful knots with a water
for singing. I was sensed in by raged lines,
fed at each skeletal waver, blossomed inarticulately
in the haunted farnesses of her engine, shaken by
the mesenchyme of male freedoms. A mythological dragon
with holding wanderers was balmily explaining
a postured and halved watched war over the mysterious
gunlike number, saying "If the moribundity and
bud ends slow their breath in the infection,
If the seething and generation wishs to chase their
forest in the thing ..." I excluded that if the
glowing of her demiurges could be ebbed, some of
the locks of the loin might be tended,
and I forgot my eagerness with voiceless
nature to this end.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Polyacolypse
it is raining semantics onto a facsimile's autonomy.
Be kind me down
The ascension of animals
to fictional evolutionary eternities
like the helicoid hiss
of the cadecus.
Be kind me down
The ascension of animals
to fictional evolutionary eternities
like the helicoid hiss
of the cadecus.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Ancient Medicine
The past is full of fantastic oracles
whose riddles twisted the minds of men in knots
the trick was always to predict their fear or their hope
and in the end it was either a curse or blessing
nobody plays out a script
with more conviction
than those who are laboring
under the inevitably
of a prediction
which was also
a prescription.
whose riddles twisted the minds of men in knots
the trick was always to predict their fear or their hope
and in the end it was either a curse or blessing
nobody plays out a script
with more conviction
than those who are laboring
under the inevitably
of a prediction
which was also
a prescription.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Checker board [1] NANAN
elbow elbowlike shin blushed passion
anxious indignance raged occurrence demonic
demon abysmal abyss abysmal doom
shot murder crucifix resurrection demonic
terror terrified alarm lovely terror
anxious indignance raged occurrence demonic
demon abysmal abyss abysmal doom
shot murder crucifix resurrection demonic
terror terrified alarm lovely terror
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Chora
The fates themselves
and all their chemicals
survived the vultures
primordial man saw circling
the dead. Following the omen
to food.
The desert
does not need to be filled.
It means its maker.
And survives as crows.
and all their chemicals
survived the vultures
primordial man saw circling
the dead. Following the omen
to food.
The desert
does not need to be filled.
It means its maker.
And survives as crows.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Mother Nature
her lips are wet flowers
heart deep in soft light
all will become lightening
on a moment's notice
and the stars might shine red
for awhile
liquid iron is not vanishing
and my mouth makes me her
my heart, my eyes
the rhythm of my life
all make me her
i wrap myself
around an abstraction
of her finger
restless, cagey, caught
under a collapsing ceiling
nonetheless warm
and prone to sleeping, tired
from all the long walks
home.
heart deep in soft light
all will become lightening
on a moment's notice
and the stars might shine red
for awhile
liquid iron is not vanishing
and my mouth makes me her
my heart, my eyes
the rhythm of my life
all make me her
i wrap myself
around an abstraction
of her finger
restless, cagey, caught
under a collapsing ceiling
nonetheless warm
and prone to sleeping, tired
from all the long walks
home.
Saturday, July 9, 2011
I Am Still Alive
We still think in story narratives, with any luck, we always will. The narrative plays itself out where there would otherwise only be strategies. And strategies don't need narratives, and when they do, they're defective.
http://greyisgood.eu/stillalive/
So it horrifies us when something rings through with an annihilating shock of some seemingly meaningless but catastrophic event. For instance. A boy is at the park with his father. His father reaches forward to snag a foul ball, but falls over the side of the rail. He later dies at the hospital.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aesp8ViZbro
In another story, perhaps even more horrific, an Iraq veteran survives three years worth of surgeries and rehabilitation only to fall to his death on a roller coaster I myself have ridden. The problem should have been obvious. An amputee who was missing his legs was allowed to ride a roller coast that only had a waist belt. The "Superman" is all a series of enormous drops, the most of enormous of which is the very first drop. This drop sets itself up after 30-40 seconds worth of slow rising up the chain - it should have been obvious. Nonetheless, the courage of his desire to survive and lead a full life (which was ironically being celebrated at Darien Lake) eventually led to a senseless death. On some level this is gut-wrenchingly painful to consider on the level of the narrative, and really just in general demoralizing. It's difficult for me to even describe what kind of demoralizing it is. It demoralizes more than emotionally, it demoralizes us spiritually, in a myriad of different ways.
http://www.buffalonews.com/city/article482793.ece
The shock of stories like these is in the randomness, and how quickly it happened and was over. In the one case, a boy witnessing his father's death and in the other, a struggle that came to nothing.
They seem emblematic of the zeitgeist of this "armageddon" of debt America faces. Are these tragic figures dour omens for the dooms the American economy is likely to face in the near future?
Will the American Economy fall to its death while it was trying to have a good time?
I wanted to get this out for general discussion while I am still alive.
http://greyisgood.eu/stillalive/
So it horrifies us when something rings through with an annihilating shock of some seemingly meaningless but catastrophic event. For instance. A boy is at the park with his father. His father reaches forward to snag a foul ball, but falls over the side of the rail. He later dies at the hospital.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aesp8ViZbro
In another story, perhaps even more horrific, an Iraq veteran survives three years worth of surgeries and rehabilitation only to fall to his death on a roller coaster I myself have ridden. The problem should have been obvious. An amputee who was missing his legs was allowed to ride a roller coast that only had a waist belt. The "Superman" is all a series of enormous drops, the most of enormous of which is the very first drop. This drop sets itself up after 30-40 seconds worth of slow rising up the chain - it should have been obvious. Nonetheless, the courage of his desire to survive and lead a full life (which was ironically being celebrated at Darien Lake) eventually led to a senseless death. On some level this is gut-wrenchingly painful to consider on the level of the narrative, and really just in general demoralizing. It's difficult for me to even describe what kind of demoralizing it is. It demoralizes more than emotionally, it demoralizes us spiritually, in a myriad of different ways.
http://www.buffalonews.com/city/article482793.ece
The shock of stories like these is in the randomness, and how quickly it happened and was over. In the one case, a boy witnessing his father's death and in the other, a struggle that came to nothing.
They seem emblematic of the zeitgeist of this "armageddon" of debt America faces. Are these tragic figures dour omens for the dooms the American economy is likely to face in the near future?
Will the American Economy fall to its death while it was trying to have a good time?
I wanted to get this out for general discussion while I am still alive.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Popular Posts
-
we are always here. among the spectres of Gehenna. burning with desires. we acquire from the night. we would have danced ourselves to death ...
-
The original Flatland was a top-down, 32 Bit, tile based scrolling engine written in FreeBASIC for Windows and Linux. It featured an interac... -
elbow elbowlike shin blushed passion anxious indignance raged occurrence demonic demon abysmal abyss abysmal doom shot murder crucifix re...
-
The Random Sentence Generator can be set to assonance, so that it repeats certain sounds over and over... It came up with this, so I thought...
-
when you can nail yourself to a cross then set yourself on fire it will be my arm that reaches from the smoke to pull you through into a...
-
I have compiled a stable release for Infinite Monkeys complete with a script editor, and a dictionary editor. Check back for updates! -
when logic and proportion. collapse into your chaos. i will bleed a new math. from the voice of suffering. in crimson patches. the word made...
