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kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill, a mantra fermata for as long as i feel hate. Blood spray hangs in the air, red glowing fermata of impossible physics. Slow slow slow moving thru space, infinity, my eyes are rodents suffocating from the penetrating endless universal fermata hum. Counting out and up numerous cells, equations for life, pencil scratching a tune, the length of paper, work time is a fun time fermata elongated at the discretion of the hollow teacher swallowing the after-school learner playing catch up.

Press up, press down, depress, pressure, along with, alone with, decidedly difficult, inanimately precious, thoughtful dangerous likable serious dead fiery. Intentionally friendly, breaking back study futile lifeless semicolon... Grace fluid sustainable incantation, brace finality, imperfect suppository, trust flexion, buoyant schism. Repetitive singularity. Angry peacekeeper. Subtle tiredness. Cranky postman. Cute sandwich cutter. Practice the kindness belief in human nature after one wakes up early sunny breakfast afraid of living for tomorrow, something happens that cannot be explained with our current vocabulary, I flew to New Guinea to learn the word for growth. I became a single atom, and I saw the entire universe and understood the difference between more and better and the difference between older and wiser.

Colony- trenching, trudging, mucking, manifest. Apostle- creating, appeasing, opposing, flesh. Purpose- blessing, conditioning, interesting, yes.

Pockets full of sticky pebbles. Nodes of damp clay dirt from Zilker playground. I wish I was a star. O no, I am. Goodnight, sun. I'll be you when we are one. I'll sacrifice my hopes, my taste, my feast, my crops, my language, my Christmas, my science, my breath, my Loony Toons, my carpets, my milk and cookies, my marriage, my happiness, my kids, my humanity, my ego, my trust, my clothes, my skies, my ground, my feet- for the realization of perfect order. Experience fantastic, lightlessness weightlessness, purity, innocence, unforeseeable, everlasting human transcendence.

Some thoughts to begin the middle of the day, in the middle of life. Back to reality, scum buckets. Scrape the barnacles off my soap boat on the ocean of worry and sick feelings, cathartic barf, bowel cleanse, gut reaction, responsible ache, satisfaction grumbles.