Heard about the tea party sponsored continental convention? A new antifederalist movement to shift power to the states, the ultimate substantial chaos caused by the defacto devaluation of the dollar caused by the government printing of trillions of dollars to cover the ever increasing debt repayment , the USA is burdened with.
As far as Antichrist is concerned, to make it more palatable ,it is not suit generis, however an awareness of this entropic entity can not be denied.
The aroborous of desire machines dictates the movement away from and toward the dis-overlap the differentiation of it, from it’s object.
The second constitutional congress if it happens may unearth treapasses, , totally blinding TV e rational mind with fears if a disunity, no longer based on formal elements of social inequity, foe these were only forebearers of a deep constitutional flaw, the measure of which may no longer covers it’s inherent flaw.
A flaw the quantum has unwittingly laid bare.
Universalization as an antidote does well as long as the centrifugal forcea if disunity are countered by the centripetal forces of entropy.
The Antichrist is a new yet the same force, but this time it will refer to it's source the father.
This is a reversal and if universlization works it can counter the growing irrelevance of prescribed boundaries.
Nationalities collapsing the next level of a new ground : the identification of primary motives on an accelerating dates in line queue the rate of change of information utilization.
Biofeedback systems resulting in stronger internal pressures have to internalizes individual applications in order to avoid the seemingly unavoidable realization of what the true center really is, foe which no Everyman is capable of.
This chakra is no longer a possibility of realization but an increasing. Probability.
This is where the great panic or tribulation may start.
For these reasons janitor absolutely necessary that a one world be no longer be some one’a illusion for they on a turn of a minute they can blind into a delusion.
Someone has to say it, and he will become the modern Baptist, and lest his face burn with the energy of a thousand suns, that one has to carry the weight.
May the good lord excuse and forgive those who have not yet seen, and let their humility nor be mistaken for brazen idolatry.
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To love somebody. The immense hurt is it’s own validation. It started like this:
Having dinner with my angel youngest and her now husband, she 2 months pregnant, they were saying they want to move upstairs to the 2 bedroom cause the baby will need a nursery.
Then remembered where we started downtown in the duplex, and now that she is getting on, well el says, will live in one and we will rent out the other, so that well have more moiney to spare.
Not remebering that only my daughters' and her fiances asking me to help them move, I say, why don't you two move into that house downtown? Plenty of space although spicy neighberhood you can tolerate.
Now you may be wondering what this has to do with the antichrist, well this one starts bottom upwards, just like our pretty house which is way upside down, and el said it’s only a question of time when the payments will double.
So naturally al accepts and is already counting all the extra money saved will go for gerbers and diapers, when I see very delusional twigs form into rather weird looking objects. Then the nausea the satrean sort, and I am all out, cause I love el, when she doesent turn into a witch. But remeber what you wished for, and remebering the eagles song that trub-adored witchy woman, and then heck with it fuck it all, I love that little witch who has such regards for exemplars of the medical professions like young quite doctors.
Course she went for me, now she says to escape the clutches of mrs control, and the irony of her turning into as such escapes her.
Nevertheless, the love of doubles is very blind indeed, and triples deadly. She is 3 if ever was one.
So out I am thrown willy nilly the little upside down pagoda of 6 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms, and seek asylum in phoning around for some kind of semblance of endearment none to be found, except the one who asked to be let into the downtown place wrong side of the tracks.
But heck who cares when your 25 and feel little hopeful mounds of flesh regenerating the gene pool?
So here we are out the door, and gues what ? A little room , and not necessarily in the prarie is upward of $699 per month credit check and references, plus no smoke drink or company? And no private entrance, but parade trhough a parlor of daffodils and brocade, reminsicent of gross confusion, but somehow a throwback into more lethargy.
She says, well come on over around 4 and let me take a look at you before I let you stay here, since I don't just let in anyone. I say ok, well knowing I'd rather sleep in the car.
And I call her back and she says- aren't you dead yet, if not take poison,or come here and I can prepare one.
So the thought occurs, that it is true well said, what they said about jack kerouac being really but really crazy as applying to me, for a single minute was thinking of going down to psych and checking me in free of charge. But not so said my guardian angel, and you still have living to do, and all that psych stuff is old and been done before by the likes of allen ginsburg and his partner.
But wait, isn't there a mantra to the effect that crazy mothers harbor genii?carl Solomon, his publisher got a kick out of insulin shock and desribes it well in a little booklet of said name.
Nah, I go, again a continuation of 90+ farenheit degrees of simulacrum summer, and shame, all of the good ones are not here wity me sipping on a can of club gin martini 80 proof hits the spot, and now ovejoyed on finding nifty sunglasses and try to disattach even that bleak steamy cement which is so out of place here. The gin goes down smooth, and I hear an echo- keep on writing, you still love her, and if you go back , (back where?) You may find more of the same left behind about 50 years ago"
Oh no, they are tired, so tired , and then remember the sudden jerk of the internet, where she looked up the meaning of what a scared and angry little kitten may mean in a dream, and how hideously she tried to avert my eyes from it, but seeing some nevertheless.
I don’t really exist anymore, and that is a luxury few can consciously afford nowedays, and the beat goes on as voluptiously, as freud’s famous patient, the werewolf, buit with oh such differance!
I know I am not, as I know it is a way way vaning moon, and gotta make the best of it.
It's really beach weather, and the jetsetting freebobs who spend a small fortune just to buy a postcard aligned with palm trees and with the froth beguiling as do coors commercials and artifacts associated to ski and sea and windspray, must thin what the hell!!!!!this guy slurping gin in a musty parking lot.
But I know what I have to do, and this time it may take on an aura of sophistication to put on my dark glasses, to hide the preturbance underneath, of the loss of such myraid gentle emotions as possible lost love. My el,will never leave me, because I am a hermetic magician, a profundis serial lover, in spite of, and on account of the onswet of the gravity of inflected time.
If el will love me not no more,then I am simply a vanishing point of a dragonfly’s ass.
I was gonna out this in creative writing, but the memory trace of the antichrist, as a whisp of has been memory of has been once upon a time a trickle of something akin to the manna of gods, the nectar of the muse,
Tell me, please, that all the sysyphus dredge of irrevocable labor meant not to be lost in the annals of a sepulchre of the compression into just one little signal, from you, that the connection will not only drive you,
But hide you from
And bide you, here an extra few,
So as, the millions of scripts will tarnish not into the vainglorious tumult, that is you, my dear
My dear my dear my dear it hurts, if I die now, I would, if I could.
On the contrary now, if not that what? Another wave of the wand, and the green eyes become gently,but a regression into the primitive lush child woman,
(You’ll never read this, hope? Or regret? But if you do, move on without the slightes remorse cause no greater love, as with him, not a worth of fulfillment.
Gotta go, to pick up john john, jamie. Joanie, and janie. And my daughter be brave and go through with it, it will be a boy.