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So,

there is a space,

it is in,

somewhere,

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. . . . . . 1 . 3 . stones . .

So it goes from this to that under flontal presence of telementary.
This tends to be you. Find your specral frombology. Culture feeding
jump frontedness has you, it may come as a surprise, it might be real. Real likes where it is, it seems to be.

I’m sitting, listening to the Paranoia Club, writing, mouth open,
body moving, doctor or psychiatrist doesn’t care for you, do you know
what he said to you…. red one in the morning, green one in the
evening, in two weeks you’ll feel like dying! Daddy don’t leave me no
more, he’s dying on the kitchen floor, darkness prescriptions and more.
Take those pills, you’ll feel normal, are you normal? Would you like to
be normal? Does your culture want you to be norma? Do you want to fit
in? Are you strange? Do you get that feeling that you have been conned?
Get out of the office as soon as possible and sign those medicare forms
bitch, I’ve got a hole to fill in someone else because I can’t stand
the whole in myself, I just can’t face it by myself so I have to fuck
someone to fill that hole, get out of the office bitch, I want to fuck
the secretary, do you feel weird? Do you feel like you are on the edge
of something? Do you want to look in? Go on look in = ((((((( ))))))) =
the space, are you different from anyone else? Forgot the way to think
did you? The way you were conned into thinking, social security has got
your name, social,,,,,,,,,,,,, security,,,,,,,,,,,, security, do you
want it?,,,,,,,,, Have you faced the abyss of your own mind?,,,,,,,,
Are you ever going to come back? Come back,,,,, back, ,,,,,, do you see
the light,,,,,,, with the ghosts floating towards and discussing
something you just don’t know what they are saying, the white light and
the flying saucer has landed and they are talking, you have a decision,
do you want to come back? Do you? Are you ready or do you have to do
something else? Are you breathing? Can you remember anything at all?
Can you see the inside of your sex? Can you see the inside of you body?
Did you notice that your body doesn’t stop? Did you feel the wet and
the hot without touching? Are you breathing? Did you notice that the
ghosts are fading? They’ve decided something or did you? Where is the
next breath? Have you noticed that your friends are looking at you
strangely? Have you noticed that they are asleep? It is a strange thing
to notice,,,,,,,,, makes it all seem very interesting doesn’t it?

Wonder!
Did you notice the gate-keeper? Feel the mesh, feel the sieve, notice
where it grabbed you, notice what it held onto and what fell through,
is it hard? Hard to feel the gate-keepers wisdom? Was your gate-keepers
attitude malicious? Was their attitude compassionate? Was their
attitude caring? Did it hurt? The sieve came to me and some of me fell
through without a single effort and the parts that caught hurt, did
they hurt you? Did you notice the test? Are you cold now when you
remember? Are you glad you have a gate-keeper? Why did the windows
flash with light? Twice? Did she think anything of it? They came in
your dreams, didn’t they? They tried to take you, didn’t they? But you
focused on the light within, didn’t you? You protected her, didn’t you?
She didn’t even know, didn’t she? They tried to take you many times,
didn’t they? They grabbed your soul with a hook in the shoulder, didn’t
they? Ripped you out of your body, didn’t they? What did you do? You
said no, didn’t you? You offered them a seat to join you. Did they join
you? No, they didn’t, didn’t they. They’ve tried for so many years, but
you were always too light for them, weren’t you? Did they know you were
light? They don’t come anymore, do they? They’ve backed off, is that
because you are not scared anymore? Is that because you have friends in
other places? ARE YOU READY AGAIN? READY? Is love in your heart again?
Do you like the space that is in your heart again? Do you know what the
space is for? Does she know the space is her? Does she feel the space
in her heart? Is the space love? Does it make you laugh? Do you know
why it makes you laugh and dance and cry and feel and quieten and shout
and growl and jump and float and believe? Do they know love? Are they
scared of love? Do you look for them in the night sky? Are you ready to
fit the key again? Are you ready to turn it? Behind the door, body.

You could be from Venus,

I could be from Mars,

dancing around the space,

listening to the other voices,

in love with the space,

that place that we have created,

together,

forever.

Published: Tuesday, 6 July 2004

psycho sexuality compound braked with precision intelligence squared…..
telephonically addressed the system for quantum reduction techniques
for the production of long standing polymer transformation…..
sychronistacally funded embryonic distribution systems profoundly rock the casting stone fermentation…..
delicate smily of tetrahyrophonic fusion destination access…..
ferocially held teahon devices enabled in the atmospheric funding
ovarian spermatozoa waves through the galactic formulation system…..
sordid darkness held on high pillars of sexual freedom with pr-ionic
silver couplers delicately delivering cosmic connectedness synchromesh
tests…..
tomorrows particle formulation systems redundant before implementation
of systemic integration of the last 4 circuits held aloft for our
freedom and choice…..
solsticeian project planning departments in limbo while sleeping
generations tear flesh from bone while sleeping in beds of unconscious
delirium…..
too few engagements of interplanetary remembering…..
time is running out!

(click here for the audio version of this text. Brought to you by tick fever, great anger at wrong doing to my heart, too much red wine, too much sex, too many late nights)