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novel yaga

novel fails completely and always fails   it must fail as it can neither enter life nor escape language and thus lives in death without having the capacity for mysticism   novels the aborted incarnation of failure and this our gross fascination with it and why all noveloos are drunks and hobos  even the ones whose noveldopper is attributed with success in life  whose gängernovel walks away from novel into life and dilettantes are deceived by shadows and heap prizes upon them and laud their realism  aiding us in feeling fleetingly the shadows of our lives  but novel still remains in failure trapped  and noveloos in dusky corners of dilapidations giggling haphazardly at meaning fragments that skitter through the floors swill  absinthe in their veins and mares in their marrow  words in zero mass and volume terrorize the empty infinity of their putrescent brains and the vomit of their desolation spews and in their rare lucidities they organize the smelly lumps and voila novel and sometimes a doublewalker sallies forth and steals into the world and a star or yaga or festival or noveloid is born

unreader whats the most commonly occurring element on earth?

noveloo booze

unreader the pun

dopper oxycodone

unreader the puns the most common element as it comprises not only oxygen and booze but all words

novels desperate all the time  desperate because it cant get into life  desperate because it cant get into death  desperate because its noveloos passed out  desperate because it doesnt know anything but talks constantly   desperate because it fails and has always failed and keeps on failing and must fail and will always fail   desperate because desperate and novel must be anagrams or homonyms in some language   desperate because its däppelgonger gets all the attention and authenticity means nothing and so does anything

gänger the oceans looking more attractive everyday as a single bed  in incidental exchange for all the sea creatures ive tangentially killed by being whonym id like to provide at least one wholesome meal to a young cachalot

unnoveloo youre not wholesome

unnovelöo its more wholesome than you though thats not saying much

deunreader id like to buy an umlaut please  or if thats not possible a tréma

dėspērâtìón i know a good diacritics store on rûę dé là õåïūė

dedäpper dovelnopper a year ago or wherever it was in the wreckage of time ey were in yndyah a child of ganga glides by on flowers of poverty saying  exile without exile  slavery without slavery  impoverishment without impoverishment  love without love  madness without madness   whonyms  talkfiends and imagos of distant seas  drunk on mirrors   the mad  creative in their arrays and formats  reseeding of wild gardens  off the pages

ganga the divine comedy isnt funny or divine

gängaroo since when has anything been named according to its nature since nature did the naming?

alltogethernow
round & round the racetrack goes the little fear
one schlep two schlep youre not really here

wëëdër whats beautiful about this conversation is the coexistence of the pure expression of our real selves and a complete lack of any common understanding

wiglet society gaslights us under the name of order and virtue and after a few decades of this i can only hide and wait interminably for death dribbling stale mumbles while clacking at the wit that isnt there

granny ı whered dëūnrêådėrdøõ go?

dễṳnrɇɐdệrdớꝍ its annihilating into the vat of communication

yndyah let us pray

monster
dear dear
bungle our bingles
even as we bangle the bungles that bengle us
sometimes you arent our dear
and we are the gory
temptations in the refrigerator
forever and ever
hell is why we came
flings bums cums
we like lead and power
give us more we pray
and veils too  we like them
amen

granny ey have to piss

evry1 wet your dirty gonads on my face

god amin hymen thamyn eman daemon tutankhamun

denoveldoabort





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