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Cognitionem unionis quam mens cum tota natura habet
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Dirk Vekemans
2007-04-18 20:29:20 UTC
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-- Amending ze traffique de drogues

Ending, purposing, fail. We are not the ones.
Why did it turn out to be saving and not
storing files, who’s keeping track of these

Things? Are You? The regressio ad infinitum
never is actually and even that she ows completely to
her being thought. Watch the relentless monotony of

of the survivors howling, every one of them
contributing to the distracting petty
historiolae, the flight from the proper

ductus rationis. We all need to return
to the E-bay, please proceed to the E-bay.
The sharp One, selbstverständlich, quod

mihi utilius. In the absence of Progress
our Words are to stand centered in the
waving Fields of Wild Flesh, a bilabial

auto-geneviève of sorts, sucking draught
to spit heat to damp seas to take it all to
the river S near Babylon. As in: this is the

f***** dream boy, the one dream

you will never wake from, this is what
your mother and I have been denying
ourselves all those holidays for we are

not the ones no don’t look up don’t
at us don’t look into the story please.
Union, ending, purposing. Fail. Union



-- On Rilke being eaten clean in a can of worms

De geijkte wijze dient grondig herijkt. Een ordeverstoring
vindt plaats om een nieuwe woning te kunnen betrekken.
Quand les anges explodes, c’est le moment parfait pour
changer sa vie. Remove the battery pack by sliding the hatch

Forward firmly. Potentio referring both to empowerment
and to ability, hence the reductionist idea of potentiality.
We are not the ones. What is conventional needs to reconvene.
Throw bombs in the river, the fish will die, the water will get

Infested with infections. The problem will solve itself. Who
Are you anyway? Quod mihi utilius. Caute. Taking so much care
the darkness was sufficient cause for Nietsche to turn him inside

Out. Simon de Vries. The is is the is qua issing. Count Dracul,
le calculle sans cullotes of René the fileMan. Died, his lungs
infested with glass fibers trying to see a way in, out. Dried,
Tom_ Lewis
2007-04-18 20:45:10 UTC
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vans a manse
ageing rash rason

wrists a delight
a resting moo se

::

remorse morose
box-elder brigade

Mars and token
terribly manageable
Mavortis knocks

Mary botched the major overhaul
mangy terrain through morning

remodeling mayhem
the grieving process

toed the line determined by her brows

remorse for making
all the right moves

territorial mistakes
or misgivings

::

clean oil is just an illusion
Quaker State propagates
to sell more cans of juice...
d***@gmail.com
2007-04-18 20:59:42 UTC
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Post by Tom_ Lewis
vans a manse
ageing rash rason
wrists a delight
a resting moo se
remorse morose
box-elder brigade
Mars and token
terribly manageable
Mavortis knocks
Mary botched the major overhaul
mangy terrain through morning
remodeling mayhem
the grieving process
toed the line determined by her brows
remorse for making
all the right moves
territorial mistakes
or misgivings
clean oil is just an illusion
Quaker State propagates
to sell more cans of juice...
a morelets coil
asatla s ait
shakin is me
aigres eggshits


thanks for the
added
vice T-man

dirk

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