sadoo

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c l e v e r i s a l o w w o r d

the irony of the UN taking as its name an english affix of deprivation reversal removal negation

should change its name to the DISUN (disintegrating international spectacle of an unspeakable neurosis)

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palindrome from greek πάλιν + δρóμος (again + way) but the greeks instead used καρκινικός (cancer – crab)

in the year 2020 for 366 evenings at 2020 hours visionary rituals await

and on the 20^th of each month in 2020? … something special …

there once was a species named human

who thought they were destined to win

but they were wrong

all they were was a song

& a lot of pissing and gin

that the planet’s number one brand at the end of the world is a bitten apple

list without looking the 24 primitive weird numbers smaller than a million

writers don’t destroy books books are highly active destroying themselves writers wander through books’ ash using it as glyph fashion ink vision

vaap – vegan anarchist apophatic postmystic

the books are looking at me

like the eyes in photo ark

doubting human supremacy

weighs much in the dark

a viniculum of lychrels mutters to me

yesterif that word considers : a word

word: word	2 words
word : word	3 words
word :word	2 words
: : : ::: : : :	7 words
: : : : : : : : :	9 words

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bears and robots await a similar equality with humanity

the shayatin had once access to the heavens and there they eavesdropped and returned to earth to pass hidden knowledge to the soothsayers when sappho was born three heavenly spheres were forbidden to them with the arrival of anna gämperl the other four were forbidden the marid among the shayatin continued to raise to the heavens but were burned by the comets if the comets didn't burn them to death they were deformed and driven to insanity and then fell to the deserts and were doomed to roam the earth as ghouls

i am maimed like a century or clairvoyant
plod with viscera for a visage and jejuna and ilea for a mind
a star but algol cursed and unreliable
a violent head afflicted desolate fungal and subterrane root of nothings and uncreated song
my tent is pitched at the center of the city where no one can see for the plenitude of eyes and i peer into the shapes of the unspeakable
anna gämperl speaks the fire removing my skin and flesh and our skeletons fuck on rotting food scraps and the ash of parliaments a child is born and a star rises in the beast and the rest isn’t the best and i follow to the privy of dreams

this summer diaper receives koo-shqa a divine name with whom it's been collaborating on various projects awaiting articles abound and we mention only a few in rare consideration of our unreaders –

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hyphen signification in deity names
the privy of dreams : how merdia and oneirica can work together to create new chakras
sadooing and apotheosis : secrets from the hidden open
the receiving of names : remaining vulnerable to revelations of new expressions of the numinous
conjunction avoidance : empty space as deity linguistic ligament and decline of verbal cohesion

because we don't understand the brain very well we're constantly tempted to use the latest technology as a model for trying to understand it in the childhood of pata’s dada they were assured that the brain was a

telephone switchboard (what else could it be?) and sherrington the british neuroscientist thought the brain worked like a telegraph system freud often compared the brain to hydraulic and electromagnetic systems leibniz compared it to a mill and now obviously the brain is a computer

i was born in the first world but jointly exiled to the fourth by a disalliance of a council of i and the international societal organization and now i've become a master of the babbling arts

when they say they listen to the many things outside the human they don't exclude dishwashers while they haven't yet learned to speak – or at least speak very well – dishwasher they can (to a limited extent) understand it not dishwasher as the human interprets it as its sounds pertain to human needs but dishwasher as a language independently legitimate and communicating without human

the figurative sense of implosion not till 1960

clever is a low word