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I dont care about this life, and its idiots, g, I’m on a trip with you, Planted, dear, in my breast, you’re half my soul, each In the other, we live in love of each other, like water, you and I At those yells, give up, our never will never again comprehend – When that…

Thought lost in my head, seemed a dream close by, I slept, upon the Lady’s green breast, with concrete eye, A dim blindness, whereon I passed, thinking on things Around you structured, becomes, the form of thought, you, And each day passes in thought on you, you become, The sun of my thought, my spirit…

Driven insane? Take me there, to suckle your breast, please do, Life, spirit nature, evolves into (?) The night light, lymph nodes (?) of yoga, unite in egg’s form, Synchronised thought Beginning in two, calling out, you to me, me calling out to you, Take me home with you (?)

In this mad country now, there’s no flies, no ants, no rain People bathe on its famous beaches, in a toxic algae bloom I was walking thru, fumigated in wonderland, madness infect thru the mouth, and I was walking, But my love followed you up bemersyde, and it floods from me even, now Of one…

What words are coming, when the word love lies silently Standing, staring, where words, have you fled? Where is your form, how do you become, what I cannot Grasp there? You right there – or was it not, just words Instead, that mutely fled, by that woman there, How express, lack of words, except, in…

(Kinda funny, tho you’re not implied, but I have to mention you yet, Mention you, cause well, you can be a bitch, but a sexy bitch, and so fucken bad, so I leave you here, not to disrespect) A bitch a man or woman is a jealous bitch Berwick village has these, a plentiful Town…

In battle cast, everyday passed in light or shadow, Pin drop, in a dream, a romance, awaiting the next bugle I don’t care about the gods call, the crowd swell, love or hate, Sits your crown, its jewel, your heart, rested Your eyes, gathered, which way your bolt and harness, At your approach, goddess, today,…

The mole, to bataille represents the upheaval from below of the proletariat toward A bourgeois ideal Seen as dependence of spiritual ideals on material form, of opposites, Say in capitalism, reliance of system on butcher or bus driver Or unconditional love as in batailles own example the physical heart Of which the striving or goal,…

Take the spirits route, walk floor your golden fields, on foot, Like hermes perhaps, stepping among brick houses, and trees In rows, like fate, carefully laid out, till, like an echo, at Your name, my spirit lies down, at the foot of your Tara-world Come, in hermes message, bestow, now, your round Brow, a noble…

Duende is fiery, forgetting one’s name in hell’s a blessing, in flames, where my angel dwells, with only your name on her lips: domme morrigan in heaven Scared in loving, when a message comes, and I think, when we talk, raelene, and her life, as I know her, is ending All duende, alight, my life…