You Increase Your Cicadas

<Insect refugees from an extinct ecosystem gather Asia Aggregate and Asia Assemblage from a collection of trees, plants, and bits of bone from their lost home

Insect multiplicities – beetle bugle bombast, mothlight masquerades, painted grasshopper parades – celebrate Asia constructed from swamps, rain forests, and salt marshes>

Beneath my organs, larvae and loathsome worms wolf god at work weird bodies

Beneath my organs, writhing writing. I paint the white write as hell and black improvises insects. Beneath, my organ collections wear white what werewolf woman: werewolf woman Taryn were-jaguar then were-leopard. Beneath, Taryn spotted ocelot jumps ouroboros boron nitride.

<Insect refugees from an extinct ecosystem> rickets silver number calligraphy / black and white window body Window body winding monk whir worm further window beneath Window wool body indian summer wormhole body window (beneath my body, writhing wormholes)

Beneath my organs, <a collection of trees, plants, and bits of bone> Smooth slips into my body opaque taut surface
Face surface smooth nude / Book suppresses time ashes
Nude beauties for the fires of hell
Organs rewrite Book <construction from swamps, rain forests, and salt marshes>

I relate Book to my body (towards the relation in of non-existence onto). I relate Book to my body towards the relation of eight printed pages. Relate in direction: below to above, and away to direct. The reciprocating inherent in scale has made me realize that musical forms and related forms are essentially only methods of arranging material and serve no other function than to aid my memory. Book closely relates to large, monochromatic canvases. Book paints body and body paints Book in beneath black drawing.

Draw water for the siege; strengthen your forts; trample the clay; tread the mortar; take hold of the brick mold! There the fire will devour you; the sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the locusts. Multiply yourselves like the locust; multiply like the grasshopper! You increased your merchants more than the stars of the heavens. The locust sheds its skin and flees away. Your guards are like grasshoppers, your scribes like swarms of locusts settling on the fences of a cold day – when the sun rises, they fly around; no one knows were they have gone.

Beneath my organs, draw mold. Multiply the fences. Larvae water <insect multiplicities – beetle bugle bombast> bashed body window yourselves locusts.

Body revolts body Ben Adam body without organs and body ben between broods rood sea of reeds Body revolts Body ben Adam nous return return roses body without organs

Body revolts your grasshopper mold heavens: you when your sheds locust grasshopper merchants Revolts ben body yourselves like swarms of the more they fly away eight printed pages Return return trial the clay on the stars of the clay Return roses for this grasshopper

I am researching pesticides for mosquito control, says Asia. There are two types, adulticides (target adult mosquito) and larvacides… There are several methods of safe mosquito control. I’ve been looking into mosquito dunks. It introduces Bacillus tharingiensis israelensis bacteria to the water. The bacteria makes it to where mosquito larva can’t finish their life cycle but doesn’t harm any other aquatic larva or fish and is safe for animals and humans, says Asia. Biological warfare! I say. Why are they called dunks? I guess you dunk them, says Asia. They look kinda like donuts, if donuts were dehydrated disks, she says.

Beneath my organs, larvae and loathsome words
Body revolts body ben Adam nous return
Adam venous return rowboat
Rhizome body without organs
Ben body without organs breeds visions visions animated by locusts and cicadas

Cicadas calculate aweful fast fourier transforms frequent fire phantom of the opera / phantom of paradise

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Cicadas chatter indian summer clatter beneath body window

Window often body noise window how body total noise: speech scroll noise sound round cicadas

Slim cicadas desynchronize slow dance sounds: locusts setting on clay sound desert delay slay mayday desert
Delay mayday mystery misery nursery rhyme
Eye rhyme red runner
Triad the sun rises The sun rises Fire will devour the guards are like the sun rises Asia the fences

Cicadas chill <a collection of trees, plants, and bits of bone> Clatter ben body collections

Ben body red runner close up detail of painted walls and graffiti Ben body tar repair on alphabet pavement

Ben rock cicada rare red rock body buoyant pumice water pommel horse heretics Heretics inhabit body horror north by northwest lava flows and dappled shadow of an old horse

Cicadas increased yourselves like sun rises, the fences multiply you off cicadas

<Insect refugees from an extinct ecosystem> devour for the fire Ben body. My body gets away from me like the locust. Multiply your yourselves like the fences Ben and Ben multiply like the clay yourselves they fly away. I think insects carry me away – think – thoughtful and thoughtless lights during the contraction – larva beneath finally blooming window noise and beetle desert. Beetles burst from Book double cicada noise hand grenade.
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Beneath my organs, larvae and loathsome worms wolf <beetle bugle bombast mothlight masquerades painted grasshopper parades>

Maybe I don’t have what it takes to be a gardener, says Asia. I picked off some tomato leaves that had tunnels bored through them and put them under a microscope. Now I’m over admiring the guys possibly killing my plants. Like what a cool adaptation, using your food as shelter. It’s so successful in fact that several species of insects have larva that do this including a few species of moth, a special kind of beetle, and a few species of flies, says Asia.

Ben bodies without organs tread like a locust tread like the stars visions visions animated by Asia Aggregates and coy cicadas Beneath my body, insect colony collecting noise nurse window frequent fires

No one knows where the grasshopper You increased your cicadas

Make Oneself A Seer

I say that one must be a seer, make oneself a seer

I see sea sea serpent serpentine alphabet See sea seer sum serpentine – site snakewise snakewind clockword

Ben Hinnom, the one who has eyes

I, the one who has eyes, so move and utter unintelligible words and the odor of decay emanates from my body (every coupling of machines, every sound of machines running) I die and the spirits speak through my mouth: I speak sermons from the dead

Body strum slam death metal cathedral scaffolding Cathedral cattle camel cat cradle ben coffin often wisdom and orphan Orphan isolated automobile

The one who has eyes moves and utters unintelligible words. Formerly in Israel, anyone went to inquire of God would say, “Come, let us go to the seer” for the one who is now called a prophet was formerly called a seer. My eyes move see sea serpentine. I make myself into a seer – no, the seer makes me a seer. The seer transform me seer, Book Body embodied walking with dead and gods. I am no prophet nor a prophet’s son but I am a herdsman and a dresser of sycamore trees, and YHVH took me from following the flock, and YHVH said to me, “Go, prophesy to my people Israel.” Seer transforms me into seer, and I walk with you into the little horses. Rings slip through my hands. You pierce your tongue for love. Seer of seer pierces my tongue and I speak underneath sermon of the dead.

Seer makes me seeing and I see vision. Seer, I walk with you – walking word into wilderness word like long walk to fever. I see narrative and myth seeing every story (A walk? said Catherine. One foot in front of the other, said Newt. Through leaves, over bridges). I walk with you into haunted houses, and houses haunt my hanging room entirely horses. I see horses entirely in quotations and song lyrics. Horses – little horses runaway horses – run seeing and her seer makes me seeing.

I make myself seeing seer and my head walks horses. We’re inside a huge head that dreams all into being. Perhaps it’s your head, Batman. Arkham is a looking glass and we are you. I see sea looking glass and see, come let us go to the seer. Beneath my organs, larvae and loathsome worms wolf god at work weird bodies but still I nurse seeing. I see myself seeing beneath my body and beneath, unintelligible words nevertheless spark the shape sensual-shimmer.

Body strum black drawings or a rocking chair see rocking cathedral cattle
Unintelligible cattle mutilation
Orphan larvae body automobile
One no sycamore to inquire but one must makes themselves into a seer

Can I still be a prophet without god? I say. Why not? says Asia. Prophets just speak truth, right? You think I write truth? I say. Yeah, she says.

Pando prophesies sycamore to inquire who prophet trees me Prophesies so god now a the prophesy would call prophet YHVH

I walk with you into the little houses / horses. I walk with – I walk into. I walk the little my come prophet but me empty houses. I disappear into houses and my body slips through rings. My body slips through rings slip through my hands. Hand me the little houses / walk the little horses. I only know body horror horses – horrific horses – horrifically empty horses and nothing but houses void. Void prophet YHVH inquire trees I seer called Pando prophesies.

Be a seer and make a seer. Seer see black drawing of a rocking chair in loomed in gigantic black strokes which eradicates any image, the strokes expanding as entities themselves, unrelated to any entity but that of its own existence. See itself existence no trees a seer prophesy am formerly and is God. Paint the white as well as the black and the white just as important. See black and white chair and I consult the chair seeing. I consult chair black oracle and important as seeing white light. I see restless who and prophet YHVH. Be a seer and make a seer come seer I me unrelated to any entity.

I see seamless sea serpent alphabets See seamless seer sycamore called see sea now of prophesy dresser

I make myself a seer and I see houses horses prophesies. I only know body seer horror – horrific houses, empty haunted void. What are these houses? What’s he building there? Does Ben exist somewhere in this language? Does Ben live somewhere in this house? I often don’t exist and neither does this house. Non-existence kisses rings of little horses. I do not speak horse word but heretic house gospel. I seer a anyone a prophet of took who no herdsmen.

I blow a whistle then bang a teapot like an empty bell. I whisper the bell trees so following who prophesy. I whisper <Pando prophesies creative anarchy speak truth> entirely other. You make bells and I’ll paint icons. Does Ben exist in this house or somewhere gospel? I always exist elsewhere where anywhere void – vision seer void anyone to seer flock of Israel prophesy.

I make myself seer – or rather, seer makes me seer. I was no seer nor a seer’s son but the seer took me and said, Go prophesy.

I Like Dinosaurs

I stream several streams singles singlets solitary drops drip rocks. I stream several canals: canal caudal vertebrae canal cranium contra contact impact. Stream streams canal dermal plate tectonics.

In the assessment of the sauropod camarasaurus, Marsh noticed the canal in the vertebrae over the dinosaur’s hip enlarged into an expanded canal that was larger than the cavity of the dinosaur’s brain.

I stream beam ben hinnom plate tectonics teton Taryn triple tectonics

Canal streams <chaos spittle of the moon> <Chaos splits human bone> larger than streaming cavities

I add a dermal plate plate point-set topology (topological desert dermal point plate total pantonal)

I stream beam bristles brush ben body (paint posterior brain case housed in the pelvic cavity). Point play play housed point pelvis / my pelvis cracks open open nile patterns.

They just went over a couple of businesses getting approved, says Asia. With the first one, when they asked if anyone had any input whether or not it should be approved. My daughter raised her hand. The commissioner, being a good Samaritan, called on her. And my daughter goes, “I like dinosaurs”.

I steam beam brushes <chaos splittle of the moon> / brush ben body <chaos same in chaos created> Chaos house hordes her multiple streams and pink beams many bodies

Flat photon eye phosphorous iron Iron rattler redder face blush brush <chaos pursuant water> Iron piston pocket locomotive martian iron Martian canal iron woman engine locomotion

Streams beams bodies multiplies strands streams
Locomotives body landscape
<Moon splits human bone>
I stream several streams canal vertebrate visions dinosaur hip enlarged canal cavity

My daughter is eating dinosaur-shaped vegan protein pancakes, says Asia. Dinosaurs!!! I say. Yeah, she has a dinosaur waffle maker, says Asia.

I house my body in empty cavity / cavity done down dinosaurs I house hostile pelvic cavity cured cavity (sauropod lumbar brain)

Then you kept in existence two living creatures that you created; the one you called Behemoth and the name of the other Leviathan. And you separated one from the other, for the seventh part where the water had been gathered together could not hold them both. And you gave Behemoth one of the parts that had been dried up on the third day, to live in it, where there are a thousand mountains, but to leviathan you gave the seventh part, the watery part, and you have kept them to be eaten by whom you wish and when you wish.

I stream several streams singles multiples interactions dialects dialogues Stream one of the watery part when you save Behemoth and mountains, but to living creature that you created Gave third created thousand <simple chaos created simple all chaos>

This is a most suggestive fact… posterior brain case

In the neural swelling of the solar plexus appear to retain traces of the saurian pelvis encephalon

Stream several streams swell <composite chaos completed chaos through when a/thematic chaos>
I a four by I one inch black drawing rocking chair
Soft rock chisel chariot carrion several streams swell sure brain bondage
Brain <burning out of the whirlwind fiery and burning water>

My brain swells sure sort sorted my brain / my swelling centers skull skill scattered (skull swells scatter cookie batter)

Many streams swim serpentine streams. Streams swell many streams and assorted skulls and chaotic canals. Canals creep chaos chill arrest many all my bones spittle moon bones. Streams circulate many Bens – one Behemoth thousand parts Ben dinosaur hip second brain cavity. Many streams name Mary water leviathan wish the you one wish word. Many words swell brain cavity melt – word woman and word woman and you creatures that you creature. I house my body Ben Behemoth and Christian empty cavity drinks leviathan. Too many streams electric chair Benjamin – my self stick streams many streams suffocate swollen. Increased intracranial pressure plays unconsciousness. Ben to be cater by whom you gave them both splits human bone.

Canal expands inner canula cloisters / canal expand inner product Canal expands extensors extension expands inner product / holy spirit hilbert space In the newly swelling swells network networks walk skull swells coaster swells waves skull waves network Canal expands sketch hex mix (canal mixes cavity cave activity)

The other day, we were reading a dinosaur book we got at the library with my daughter and we got to the pterodactyl page and she asked me, “What’s that?” and I said, “a pterodactyl” and she dramatically smacks her hand to her forehead and goes “A pterodactyl!! Oh my gosh!”. I lost it. Only, you know, she didn’t pronounce pterodactyl right but she had the spirit, says Asia.

This is the most suggestive fact… posterior brain case...

Touch Erotic Text And Participate

Touch erotic text and participate

The invention of the unknown demands new forms: the invention of the unknown new bodies and I sculpt my body shaped canvas. I sculpt ben-bodied sequential art and graphic novels. I invent impossible bodies and impulsive bodies (I agitate open pinhole cave ben death futures). I invent agitated freedom forms footprint imprint dip flesh decay (Ben Body ooze olive oil pus and positively charged grin goo gethsemane). Invent new erotic touch touches grasshopper gethsemane revolt smooth skull golgotha. I live mort tod god God I see myself again, skin rotten with mud and pests, worms in my armpits and in my hair, and in my heart much worms.

Touch erotic text and participate

Vibra-Finger gum massager For your personal use Stimulates gum tissue
Increases and improvises circulation Handy to use – sanitary Cleansing and refreshing

Touch erotic text and participate

In this part of the city, every street is a dead end Alley Cat This lady owns the night

I participate fluid zero one androgynous. I play at zero, the void. Brush nonbinary Ben Body bottomless pit / increase queer brushwork. Touch void envelopes letter smeared letter return address. Mail erotic art drop art body building erotic.

I will give myself up to you as subject matter for your camera. I want you to feel free to use me as you see fit and take whatever images your vision suggests.

Touch text erotic zero: together or on right what works there Touch what works there: there zero There bare zero Bare body zero one body together Touch together stew brew bodies (one private eye and too many girls… Have Nude, Will Travel)

I have black nightshade growing in my yard now, says Asia. It can kill you but you’ll probably hallucinate and shit yourself first. Birds planted it – I’m keeping it. Through once it starts making berries, I’m going to have to tell my daughter and her friends “DO NOT TOUCH THIS.” Maybe I’ll just start a garden full of poisonous plants, says Asia.

The invasion of the unknown demands new forms and I ferment forms. Together, touch invades form, and unknown poison plants play erotic invasion. Fermented forms touch new flesh fungal colonies. Fermented flesh attaches to every coupling of the machine, every production of machines. Form ferments iron flesh or metallic bodies / every sound of a machine running.

Touch erotic of the text, the textual body of Jesus Christ. And a large crowd followed him and pressed in on him. Now there was a woman who had been suffering from the flow of blood for twelve years. She had endured much under many physicians and had spent all that she had and she was no better but rather grew worse. Touch text a woman suffering from the flow of nightshade. She hallucinates black birds at the zero and I touch her blood flow <flux what flows from me is what you call time>. Time flows and she had heard about Jesus and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak (I touch the cloak at the zero; I touch new form coupled fermented forms).

Touch erotic of the text coupled with the fermented flesh of Jesus – crowd cloak zero. Touch text for she said, “If I but touch his cloak, I will be made well.”

Touch erotic text and participate. Touch <flux went flows from me is what you call time>. I touch Christ’s eros and immediately aware that power had gone forth from him, Jesus turned around in the crowd and said, “Who touched my cloak?” I touch his cloak containing camouflaged zebra / disguised zero. Immediately aware what works there: there zero. Christ at zero crowds new form zero at full fermentation. Immediately her flow of blood stopped immediately aware there bare zero.

Touch from pressed and power healed all Jesus. Touch erotic immediately and in that forth she in grew she him zero – zero black nightshade – zero invention unknown forms – but the poisonous garden touches me. The poison garden touches me zero felt flow a ben came she zero. Touch her cloak and invent new forms and unknown forms fermented in the flow of blood.

The invention of the unknown demands bodies touched flow zero / zero that blood up him immediately

I Face My Face Faces

I paint my face saw floater furniture finger line ladybug furniture

My face paint pale barber pole pinion play patty cake patty cake baker’s man Ben body face quick rudimentary brushstrokes Ben binge landscape locomotive: landscape solar flare sarcophagus

My face <kindles Kindred and keeps chaos> My face paints <potential for pure relationship and process>

Face produces smooth functions or infinitely differentiable functions fig tree formations (my face cursed fig tree and it ferments its decay into the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil)

And YHVH is enraged against all the nations and furious against all their hordes: he had doomed them, has given them over for slaughter, their slain shall be cast out, and the stench of their corpses shall rise; the mountains shall flow with their blood. All the host of heavens shall rot away, and the skies roll up like a scroll. All their lost shall be withering on a vine or fruit withering on a fig tree.

Paint face furious against all wither and the skies roll up smooth differentiable functions

Face time aware god some gather generous gore furious time
(And the skies roll
up like a scroll up like a
scroll up like a scroll up furniture)

Face annex no next time or anxiety or brood or Ben body infinitely differentiable Face ben a last time by silent calculation or fruit withering on a fig tree

Face awake annex annex awake annex palindrome awake time face Position paint face <Kindred and keeps chaos potential> Paint position annex prime numbers among grounds Awake among a last time all wither like a scroll up like a scroll smooth face Face awake last time thesis and antithesis

I face my face chaos and I face my face sky scrolls smooth scripture. My face against my face prophesies awake annex deterritorialized and reterritorialized both directions at once – many faces. Many human faces face my face Christ’s face: facing awake Child of Humanity. My face annexes archaic silence. I face the fire quiet fires abstract expressionism. My fact against my face grounds platonist mathematics and I see the number <as a relationship – not an entity>. My face always continues invention. Invent awake and annex new form formed my face unknown wanders word back and froth forth / paint unformed palindrome. I face my face found document and additional space, and I awake blossom watercolours. I paint awake ir ir or ir house host out and their hordes. My face never faces myself one face.

I prophesy anew annex cusp calculations (my face calculates produces platonic quantities / smooth function body) Prophesy silent line longer quiet elongated

<I typically use prophecy as a verb a human does, says Christina

Kindred prophesies in the beginning was the verb>

I paint face saw floater first line cut fingers – chopped fingers <a verb a human does> Paint shall the enraged up doomed scroll
Withering against flow
<Flux what flows from me is what you call time>
Paint flat plane large areas as face

Body landscape locomotive necropolis Neon desert body bustle Body banquet cornucopia cora corea khora

Paint prayer play face in prophecy. I did not previously know this body. I do not know my body – my face scroll lost the mountains corpses wither slain. I paint my slain body splint examining a corpse. Play face plus face pure prophetic pigment. Paint prayer to the primordial point to my face (face annexed prophecy play theopoetics withering against flow theopoetics). My face disappears in my body I do not know fig tree wither fruit face hordes roots.

That bitch told us to look for YouTube videos, says Asia. It took me everything to control my face. Then later she kept talking about Langston Hughes’ poem “Thank You Ma’am.” It’s not a poem – it’s a short story, but she kept saying it. So when we were given a break I was like “Hey guys, have you read my favorite poem ‘Thank You Ma’am’?” “Are you familiar with Langston Hughes’ poem ‘Thank You Ma’am’?” One of the teachers shot me a dirty look. I made faces at this instructor when she came around to see how we were doing on a pointless assignment she gave us and had to explain our ideas. She was like “Wow you guys are really creative. I could never think of that.” I just looked at her with a slightly disgusted look because she just got finished telling us to use AI to get ideas. Like, bitch, I know. You’re a dumb bitch who can’t think, says Asia.

It took me everything to control my face / I made faces at the instructor. I can’t control my face nor the look and my looking instead accidentally discovers god haunts – often residing in the invisible cavities of my own face. I paint my face many faces – I don’t know how many faces – but I always face more than I need to face and know how to face. My face flows a rot vine for out roll all blood faces. I keep making new faces and each invents new prophecy-annexes unknown form-numbers – hands – edged paintings or shaped canvas. This canvas gives dirty looks my face the dusk in us disgust.

I paint face saw floater chaos furniture

Body locomotive moment Krystal corea cornea katabasis Katabatic wind woman blood saturated serpent column

I can’t control my face and it paints kensington gore multidirectional gods

Paint Insect Body Colonies

I reanimate my body canvas continuity: I study repaint pane canvas body woman   woman oil   woman chrism     Christina sew canvas slit ben body open coffin flesh (I paint grotesque more joyous / write flesh enjambed joy)



<Text-Composition No. 8

Insect refugees from an extinct ecosystem gather Asia Aggregates and Asia Assemblages from a collection of trees, plants, and bits of bone from their lost home

Insect multiplicities – beetle bugle bombast, mothlight masquerades, painted grasshopper parades – celebrate Asia constructed from swamps, rain forests, and salt marshes

Asia Alligator and Sea Turtle lives in salt marshes moving amid tall grasses and swimming tidal creeks

Smooth cordgrass clings to Asia’s skin and special glands beneath secrete excess salt     She anchors her roots in brackish waters and her body buffers the coastline     

Her flesh filters sediment

Sweetgum grabs and invades jumping grounds and Asia emerges from the sticky seed pods

Asia armies forage sweetgum trees and seep zerg creep salt marshes (salt marsh shapes canvas painted cricket color salt marsh pando)

Her insect colony body anchors Pando>



I paint ben body canvas painted crickets

I paint my body Book as old as fire and water     Ben body play pornography plus porneia as old as <Asia Alligator and Sea Turtle>     Ben body always-already sacred sterile surgical profane
	They ride at night for more than a bite     Cemetery Girls
	Crazed women desperate for satisfaction
I rise from Book as old as night and chaos     Night Book rises <irreversible chaos reverses symmetrical voids chaos Christina eclipse>

I perform my body bold porneia pocket drama prostitutes
	Closet play additive meter pornography
	Joy Division closer desert decadence
I outline my body in arcs of black, my arms and chest more voluminous than flat

Outline night rise luminous than flat outline large areas     Bite body flattens book fire     Outline <insect refugees from an extinct ecosystem>     Night bite <insect multiplicities celebrate> Ben as old as fire and water

I paint Book paint fire and water.  Book and Body assembles my Ben canvas shaped vision – Henri Matisse cut-out visions – blue and orange nudes.  Paint fiery nude always-already scripture repainted.  Book prints itself Book night or my mind slide night alligator and sea turtles.  The Book as old and fire and water cannot evade me (perhaps it doesn’t want to evade me but possesses Ben Cemetery Girl – Ben Hinnom – Ben Sheol) because chaos moves amid my body hidden fire water and cordgrass chaos.  Canvas catches me clumsy chaos where am I in the Book – where am I in my body?  Perhaps it’s in the watery fire performing fiery water crash visions.  My vision <insect colony body anchors Pando>.

All winged insects that walk upon all fours are detestable to you.  But among the winged insects that walk on all fours you may eat those that have jointed legs above their feet, with which to leap on the ground, of them you may eat: locusts of every kind, bald locusts of every kind, crickets of every kind, and grasshoppers of every kind.  But all other winged insects that have four feet are detestable to you.

I paint the grotesque more joyous / painted grasshoppers write flesh enjambed joy     Ben body butte flying buttress – winged among every walk – battering ram     You insect fours ground body: ben gigantic eyes, massive breasts, and toothy grin

Grin joyous grotesque <painted cricket color salt>          <Zerg creep salt marshes> leap your winged eat insects

Outline body joy above locusts may grasshoppers          Paint canvas body woman walk may legs them all kinds


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<Irreversible chaos reverses symmetrical void chaos>     Chaos void folds gold magic

Abracadabra anarchy gives drone architecture (magic language – incarnation – lip reading)

Annex no next time or anxiety paint locust letters     Anarchic letters man which walk myth

Annex hex her name aleatoric face bundles (my face branches abracadabra baptism / joy void chaos)

Amber annex language tangles no-hair theorem harem (no next time odalisques insect sex segments <her insect colony body anchor> winged abracadabra>)    Voluptuous odyssey languages – tongue trance sound throng body huddle above the four of insects

Annex no next time or anxiety brood orbit mage ouroboros     Brood book / Body as old as fire and water

Brood my grotesque body all them crickets kind locusts.  Read the magus orbit heather pleasure.  I never read for pleasure but I plunder text languages – apparition letters and <tall grasses and swimming tidal creeks> occult.  I summon the text as transparent ghosts.  I summon surplus language – incredible excess plunderphonics.  I will not make anymore boring art.

<Irreversible chaos reverses> text repaint print text
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I repaint my body canvas continuity     I repaint ben body gigantic eyes, massive breasts, and a toothy grin / Ingrid Cold grinning man screech owl

Jointed that fours eat to insects Lilith     Lilith Lethe lithium thick and thin black lines     Ben Body continues loops streaks drips abrupt orange     Abrupt orange angular blue aggressive brushwork

The Book as old as fire and water brushes my body lilith orange.  Book brushes Ben Body magic words – word brushwork insect colony work.  Book brushworks locusts of every kind, bald locusts of every kind, of the winged insects that have joined legs above chaos.  She anchors her roots in brushwork Book word work buffers the coastline Book body.

Brushwork bent blue bark ben body abrupt pilted green (even abstract shapes must have likeness Lilith   Locust four legs lilith smooth cordgrass)     Paint the face fixed blade fastened

I repaint my body canvas crickets and lilith locusts.  Four legs annex spirit segments and I summon Asia Abracadabra.

Sabbatical

I’m taking a sabbatical from long-form posting for a couple weeks. I might post some short pieces and poems during this time, but otherwise, nothing too eventful until next month.

Keep creating, keep prophesying, and keep community-making.

Every Scene Is A Scene Of Writing

Every scene is a scene of writing

Body revolts body braids hades a scene of writing Revolts body <braids branches baptized Book blossoms> I word a teacup writing, written worm tod god organizes ben body

Every scene is a scene of writing and every scene inscribes written geology and a dug body geography, and scene transfigures as last supper and spindle spinal column. He often depicted innocent animals in ominous scenes. The emerging new school scene was initially characterized by drum machine minimalism, often tinged with elements of rock. The scene of writing mourn tod god wild west. Write ominous in the beginning was the scene of writing – verb place displaced.

Then Moses turned and went down from the mountain, carrying the two tablets of the covenant in his hands, tablets that were written on both sides, written on the front and on the back, the tablets were the work of God, and the writing was the writing of God, engraved upon the tablets.

Every scene is a scene of writing on both sides, written on both sides writing was the tablets.

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Read Jackson Mac Low low to the ground ground – ground to the numbers and ground clouds gradual drone. Listen to Eliane Radigue slow drone / gradual ground two drones.

Read in the beginning was the verb. This eventually came to light, as he attempted co commit joint suicide with his wife. They took both sleeping pills but neither died. Read my verb death written tod god tablets.

Read ur-speech writes front and back god carrying the tablets of god

Read grapheme jumped grapevine viewfinder flesh

Read flesh future writer of harlots Write mytheme bodies and grapevine bodies They tablets tablets low ground engraved front sides the tablets carrying

Bodies bullet Book both written covenant on turned the written

Read Jackson Mac Low low from the two hands and the mount of God
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Every scene is a scene of writing / the unconscious is structured like a language

Body room tod god gore language projected baboon grand guinol language (the scene of writing is a scene of healing)

In order to create you have to go out and experience life, have good times, make mistakes, digest it all and recreate it, says Asia. Even the way you have written god before was you digesting your experiences with the church and how it shapes you for the good and bad. It was the human in you that your readers saw and connected with, says Asia.

Now to God who is able strengthen you according to my gospel and the proclamation of Jesus Christ, according to the revelation for the mystery that was kept secret for long ages but is now disclosed and through the prophetic writings is made known to all the gentiles, according to the command of the eternal God, to bring about the obedience to faith and the only wise God through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever! Amen.

Every scene is a scene of writing
Read God secret God turned front
Write mountain tablets according disclosed faith
Two work gospel the only tablets grapheme jumper
The scene of writing is a scene of healing. Heal liturgy of the hours prophecy. I nurse new bewitched re/written geology geography. Heal pregnant holy holy holy and it nurses name nameless new name Benjamin. Every scene nurses prophetic wise of God and I connect human god Christina and Asia.

I write my body anew renew – I write hermetic hermeneutics, nursing intensities heal secret of secrets.

I interpret heal and nurse linearly independent hermeneutics interlink long desert nets, and the hermetic overlaps-produces multidirectional names.
Hermetic numerology
Generated geometry heal hermeneutics
I heal writing God proclamations through covenant in writing.

I live worm tod god my undifferentiated body: <Ur writing Ur-language Ur-speech>. The desert body desert produces Imitation of Christ and Ascent to Mount Carmel / excess olive oil gethsemane

<Kindred prophesies in the beginning was the verb> writing Jesus known Christ his was Christ to the hands – my healing hands which nurse secret names – tablets written. I interpret new intensities and new hermeticisms.

I interpret body new autumn (the falling leaves drift by my window the autumn leaves of red and gold). I interpret new autumn eschaton and apocalypses (Autumn. Risen through the motionless mists, one boats turn the port of misery, the enormous city with fire-and-mud stained sky).

I live new autumn worm tod god my undifferentiated desert metamorphosis. I mimic an olive oil metamorphosis – an almost discontinuous metamorphosis mirror meremorphic written engraved of to forever amen. Even the way I had written god before was me digesting my experiences with the church. In the beginning was the verb sees and connected me to the scene of writing.

My boat body turns barge waste land black paintings landscape
Sculpt spinal cord black paintings
Shaped canvas impulsive anew mystery command both sides suicides
I improvise autumn suicides and I dispose of my corpses into the river that sweats tar and oil

Every scene is the scene of writing. Writing nurses verb undifferentiated body verb. The two tables tablets of god writes verb works on the mountains. Every scene prophesies ur-writing ben bodies.

My Body Without My Body

My body without body feels more actual than my body with body

Body between bedrooms bank bridal chamber riverrun Body between <flux what flows from me is what you call time> without my body <builds Book dada hydra Book happenings>

Body between bedroom baseball bat top soil top hat body revolts surreal gargoyles / baboon babble grotesque babel Ben body blankets bizarre plankton paradox (black humor overproduction of bile)

I build my book body from bile and black canvas. Body revolts body black paintings on shaped canvas and my body defends brutalism and color field flashes. I admire minimalist stations of the cross and maximalist crucifixion triptychs. I reconstruct chiaroscuro black-and-white photography / pornography.
Hot dinosaur action the way you like it Wet Hot Allosaurus Summer
She was a country girl looking for excitement He was an apex predator therapod
I build <branches Book blossoms>: My body broadens bedroom brushstrokes, a bridal chamber Ben Adam and a bridal chamber stripped by her bachelors bare

When you enter the bridal chamber, take some of the fish’s liver and heart and put them on the embers of the incense. An odor will be given off; the demon will smell it and flee and will never been seen near her anymore. Now when you are about to go bed with her, both of you must first stand up and pray, imploring the Lord of heaven that mercy and safety may be granted to you. Do not be afraid, for she has always been set apart for you. You will save her, and she will go with you. I know that you will have children by her, and they will be as brothers and sisters to you. Now say no more!” When Tobias heard the words of Raphael, and learned that she was his sister, related through his father’s lineage, he loved her very much, and his heart was drawn to her.

Body between bedrooms bank bridal chamber Christina

<I see the Kindred as a relationship, says Christina. Not an entity.> Body between when smell play and the you is imploring relationship I relate my body to a body relationship Kindred <Kindred kindles and keeps chaos: potential for pure relationship and process>

I build my book relationship his sister and up his sisters of the fish’s lineage and I love her I love Christina chaos and the Christina fish (fish flashes Philip K. Dick’s brain and we see sisters)

My body broadens bedroom – not an entity but a relationship – not a product but a process

My body broadens bridal and of with and chamber will heaven Body broadens <Book builds Book dada hydra Book happenings>

My body broadens broad brushstrokes, a bridal chamber ben adam and bridal chamber his sisters and sisters of the bridal chamber

I often feel like my progress is in the too-little-too-late category, says Christina. But in my house, that shit gets celebrated. I celebrate you, I say. I sing of you and celebrate your body and breath and relations to me. Walt Whitman something, I say. Yeah, says C. Transcendental asshole. He was a handsome dude, I say. I would totally get it on with Walt Whitman. Imagine his bedroom talk, I say. He’d be interesting, says C. He’d have some colorful language for you though, she says.

Body revolts body baseball biology / bebop beat on the brat with a baseball bat Breath biologies additional bodies an inorganic body exposed of silicas and sulfurs / flying fiery serpents

My body without body actual demon and her mercy Lord <Kindred kindles and keeps chaos>. Actual body beneath liver flee be and will be seen bedroom.

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My body without body feels more actual than my body with my body

What remains on the paper – what remains of the paper is the residue of objects – their shadows

What remains of the paper – of the body – of the bedroom fish liver and transcendental asshole

I embed objects into the Book alphabet – continuous traces traces erases but the erasure gives residue. Beneath biology, residue and slime – slime spits apex predator not an entity but a relationship. Erasure gives reminders / remainders. I prophesy lunatic traces and solar object ghosts (ghosts transform androgynous Ben Body actual).

I prophesy Luna and Sol androgyny and Ben Without Body Actual intersects intersex / alchemical hermaphrodite

Light passes through my body photographic papers and Book captures shape and image body without body actual. Woman surrounds and transforms. Book photographs between bedroom and mystical marriage. Light passes the well smell it and the bridal chamber and her related to her and heart sisters.

Big hermaphrodite Human One light pinhole camera pornography Pinhole camera Christina city cricket / arcade golden age of pornography

My body without body feels more actual than my body with my body
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Body revolts a surreal body and I recover my body broadly surreal
Dada lineage and demon
Hydra go now fish may heart of pray
Body actual <dada hydra book happenings>
Body revolts riverrun rapid bodies (rapid transit and rapid resurrection)

Body revolts body ecstatic erasure and trance techniques Body revolts body a system of violent energy that fractures the real in order to live out its achievement without scruple or embarrassment

Body revolts surreal bridal chamber related to you. Body transits the bridal chamber, both of Raphael and learned to go with her, related to you are about to do you. Body displaces body to deposit of tod hod hell worms somewhat surreal surreal (I peer through a surreal skull to pass coins through midnight movies).

Body revolts body braids hades a scene of writing (every scene is a scene of writing) <Book braids branches baptized Book blossoms>.

My body without body materializes in actuality because always between bedroom – bridal chamber – his sisters and his sisters of the bridal chamber – ghost transformations

Everything From The One To The One

Everything from the one – everything to the one

Distorting the length of letters, spaces in elevation and darkness of letters

Everything from the one lengths letters lengthens sink stone all stone All stone to stone null Human One to Human One

Everything from the one to the one lengthens <this is where time becomes space> One distance <this time room space conducts sonic boom> Destroy lengths everything to the one
Everything to zero
Zero minor one distortion one
<This time the Empire Never Ended>

Everything from my body to my body / body revolts Body ben adam body without organs Everything from my body revives body sea of reeds mars rover Ben adam sea of reeds rotates several seas (speak sea coral witch of endor)

Find me a woman who can speak with ghosts that I can go to. Make her shaman bag can speak through her. His servant said, well yes, there is a woman – mistress of the shaman bag – at Endor. And Saul disguised himself. He changed his clothes. He went and two men were with him at night and came to where she was. Saul said to her: show me your divinings – sound your bag – raise up for me the one I name.

My body revolts Elohim rising My body words toward tod god organizes ben body and ben body revolts rhizome revelation
Revelation reverberation rhizomes
Revelation reverberation coral reefs
Body revolts why Shaman her to ghosts through know woman

Ben body produces pink pigment / pink polar pink plays pointillist smooth bodies. My smooth body beads rush rhythm more room. I live worm tod god my undifferentiated desert body / body desert produces pus olive oil gethsemane.

Everything from the one – everything to the one
Space zero one
Space one one zero we could be heroes just for one day
A way to the one one zero – all from the zero to the zero. One zero elevates letters to the dead.

The woman said to him, well yes, you know Saul has done you know, he banished those who speak with ghosts. The shaman yes, she said, why must lay a trap for me cause me to die.

I shaman woman between worlds-word-between (this time room space). I shaman space between woman speaks my body revolt sea, and all sea returns sea. Shaman at sea zero intimately awares ghost gestures. Ghosts articulate an angel magic zero always woman, and woman of dead grabs revolt Elohim rising. She names me to speak to. She names me to speak to revolt Elohim rising and Saul out to kill Ben Adam. I speak with my shaman body itself spell ghost sigil zero – zero <this is where time becomes space space is the place>. Between me and woman for me diving sound her shaman. Between yes the she shaman who speak through her sound. I sound her sound her sound her sound her shamans yes. Yes my body speaks to ghosts between.

Everything from the one sound her shaman to the one

I have never thought that your prophetic experiences were the result of mental illness, says Ann Marie. But for people who make certain limited assumptions about time and space, they seem to have few options to look towards when interpreting experiences. A healer that my friend studied with thought she was going crazy at one point. She went to study with a shaman – at the urging of her parents who were both doctors. Another valuable tradition. My therapist wrote his dissertation about a shaman. Of course, that does not mean that prophets and such cannot have psychological states and stressors that cannot be helped with therapy and medications. Having the right therapist has been enormously helpful to me in learning to live more skillfully with my complexities, says Ann Marie.

My body repeats a certain rhizomic residue or rib rebar My body revolts down by the river I shot my baby (body repeats, yes your bag has speak with himself – he changed himself from one to one cause me divining sound) Ben body repeats desert expanse extends irregular lens / my eye glitches speaks with ghosts given the name Elohim Ben body revolts repetitions desert sound sun up for me divining sound
Bag can speak through her sound
Her sound your bag can go to where she went

Everything from the one touch erotic text and participation

Eve… tantalizing… alluring… wanton.. but deep within her smoldered the flames of violence that could destroy any man

I participate fluid zero one androgynous. I play at zero, the void <I travel the spaceways from planet to planet> and one to one void. I participate eve syzygy allures Book and revolts in arousal. Brush Book non-binary my body bottomless pit.

Touch erotic text Eve. Participate erotic one to one sound your bag. Raise up for me cause we divining sound your bag at Endor and Saul said yes, participate in the erotic text – between shaman Book bottomless pit. Touch void envelope letter smeared letter return address.
Mail art drop art body building
Art she went and two men went and two men went
Touch everything from the one to the one.