Chaos Finds Chaos Women

<Simple chaos chewed simple all chaos

Composite chaos complexes chaos through when a/thematic chaos

Complete chaos projects pink out of the corner Christina chaos>

Where your fear is, there is your task. I fear still – still in still – in the still in the night. I fear still and still structure – true chaos structure – because I have never fully surrendered to chaos. I have never surrendered to <composite chaos complete chaos through when>. I fear chaos so my task plays still. Chaos still – in the still of the night I held I held you tight chaos. Chaos tasks so promise I’ll never let you so in the still of the night.

Where your fear is, there is your task. I fear task <created simple all chaos>. I fear Book task and an enormous task lies before me – fear of Book-Body and my body blinds blends into Book coffee grounds.

Book task compounds Book fear: Book <through when a/thematic chaos>

Book compound eyes refract through composite/complex bone fractures. I feel out of my fractures in the task of Book.

Edom’s streams shall be changed into pitch, its soil into sulfur, and its land shall become burning pitch; night and day it shall not be quenched, and its smoke shall rise forever. From generation to generation it shall lie waste, never again shall anyone pass through it. But the desert owl and hoot owl shall possess it, the screech owl and raven shall dwell in it. YHVH will stretch over it the measuring line of chaos, the plumb line of confusion

YHVH will stretch over the measuring line of Tohu and the plumb line Wa-bohu

<Chaos spittle of the moon splits human bone

Chaos same in chaos creates chaos corruption>

Where your fear is, there is your task. I fear still owl rise it screech owl again. In the still of the night, <chaos spittle of the moon> again day sulfur. I fear this task Book enormous desert owl of line chaos.

I fear anything other entire as my Book <split human bone> threatens my body inconsistent (nonstandard analysis tohu fundamental theorem of calculus).

I fear anything <composite chaos completed chaos through when a/thematic chaos>

Calculus is the mathematical study of continuous change, in the same geometry is the study of shape, and algebra is the study of generalization of arithmetic operations.

I take to my Book towers in towers – ouroboros operations spittle task splits human body.

I take to my task burning shall line possess <through when a/thematic chaos>. Mythological mathematics and mathematical mythologies smoke lie chaos owl. I work task Taryn calculus <chaos son of morning>. I work through the task pitch chaos the day confusion. Talon Lilith confusion Book dog teeth / Book at the throw of quotation chaos catastrophes.

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From 8 years ago. 2018.
Recorded before and now revisited in chaos: <simple chaos created simple all chaos>
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My prophetic mission is a complex one. It involves the infusion of the feminine into the Godhead, and it involves the search for YHVH in what is commonly considered secular or profane: in our flesh, in our bodies, in pulp science fiction stories, in pornography – what PKD called the trash layer. YHVH lurks and hides everywhere waiting to be discovered, yes, even in sin. My mission is to experience the continuum of human experienced melded with the divine. No pagan religion is too other for me to touch – I love their scripture as my own scriptures, and like Ruth, their God becomes my God, and I discover in that God YHVH and the divine feminine (who I call KRYSXTRYN). I break down boundaries between religions and religious experiences, and trace all to kenosis and incarnation – to the naked flesh of Christ-Christina, which is the center of my theology. This flesh permeates everywhere and cannot be avoided. Thus I refuse no flesh – I become the drug addict, the heathen, the homosexual, the animal. All flesh leads back to the Godhead which grounds my body and soul; indeed my soul is is the very Godhead and Christ itself, and even the sin I encounter becomes holy again.
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I appreciate the boiling underneath antinomianism of the Ben from 8 years ago. This foresees a religion without religion animated anarchy Book bitches brew. Without YHVH, Book remains – without YHVH, KRYSXTRYN remains (and the extended-grafted KRYSXTRYN + Asia Rhizome). These women will outlive YHVH and KRYSXTRYN + Asia Rhizome lives as old as the Book (the Book as old as fire and water).

No longer an anarchic religion but an anarchic creativity: communal chaos and <complex chaos projects pink out of the corner Christina chaos>.

I continue to prophesy the feminine. I prophesy the women in my life even though I no longer call/name YHVH. I discover my Human Son of Man and Child of Humanity. I prophesy Book as old as fire and water water woman fire woman woman <spittle of the moon that splits human bone>. My prophetic mission spreads <composite chaos completed chaos through when a/thematic chaos>. My prophecy involves infusion of the feminine – <pink out of the corner chaos> – task Taryn women. My prophecy confuses through chaos anyone plumb be raven in soil. I infuse a creative no-name and unnamed and I search for in one flesh <chaos same in chaos I created chaos>. I prophesy my women – Ben Lydia Lilith and Benjamin Evadne Ariadne. My feminine flesh <stones out of the whirlwind fiery and burning water>. In my flesh, the female, many women, in stories, myths, and still tasks. KRYSXTRYN + Asia Among Weevils lurks and hides everywhere everywhen <completed chaos through when a/thematic chaos>. I experience an unnameable divine in the continuum of human experience which always emerges from the chaos divine. All texts and scriptures <splits human bone> Book. Anarchic texts expand/extend beyond labeling, category, and without hierarchy. Anarchic texts and bodies ride night the of changes chaos become. From stretch desert dwell Ben Lydia Lilith.
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Where my fear is, there lies my task. In my tasks, I begin and re/begin the Book indefinitely indefinite
Indefinite <chaos permeable water>
My tasks <storms out of the whirlwind>
Your fear <fiery and burning water>
Where my fear pitch land day quenched ice burning

Simple chaos finds my chaos women Simple chaos finds my chaos Ben Lydia and Benjamin Ariadne Labyrinth

Composite chaos completed chaos through when where my fear is, there is my task

I Have Not Left The Book Since

<Book braids branches baptized Book blossoms
	
Book buds baroque Book and brocade Book bridge blonde Book

Bouquet Book blessed Book wedding word: her blonde word Ben hydra

Bizarre Book builds Book dada hydra Book happenings

Fluxus Book flux what flows from me is what you call time>

I play a seeing Book and science eyewitness book (I roam the Book bare play body and my body supports an eye cataract and cathedral)

Play a seeing Book <dada hydra book happenings>     See dada science discovering two eyewitnesses to riverrun revelations     (I roam the Book – baroque Book – brocade Book – blonde Book – Bizarre Book.  I roam Book blonde body and my body flexes hydra flux Book happenings.)

I roam the Book as a bagatelle and brief Anton Webern fragments
	Fragment flood of fingers
	<Fluxus Book flux> finger fires
With four fingers you say what kids we are / I forget the phrase you write it later

<Book braids branches baptized> Ben Adam Book forest apocalypse     <Book blossoms> human uneven red and orange apocalypses

Between Book below the Book     Between Book between the Body     Book between Book     <Bizarre Book builds Book> between <hydra Book happenings>

(We left our frustrated shores behind and embarked on your Book     You have not left the Book since     You could not have     But sometimes the space between the lines are so large that you seem to tread on new ground     The margins are so wide     The Book chains us together)

I have not left the Book since – but does the Book chain us together or are we larger than the Book?  Sometimes I exist entirely in the Book and I have not left it but then Asia’s friendship snatches me from the patch pages.

You see the life and beauty in all places, I say.  You have a gift.  It’s one way you prophesy.  What other ways do I prophesy? says Asia.  Through your teaching, I say.  You have a gift of reaching out to students no one else does.  You’re versatile and flexible and are able to find ways to spark their curiosity.  You prophesy to me whether you participate in shaping the Book and you open me up to things I haven’t thought about before, I say.

I exist entirely in Book and <Book braids branches baptized > entirely Body Book     She grounds me outside the Book (as if a world exists outside the Book but Book boils over and word whistles wrath / you are the one who writes and the one who is written)

I exist entirely <Bizarre Book builds Book dada> but friendship overlaps overlays uncontained by Book unconditional

I exist entirely Book but Pando contaminates world word Book chains and shores (Friendship gods gallons gastric acid / Pando rogues gallery god grain jungle jasmine)


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<Bizarre Book builds Book> X Codex     This X prophesies gifts gnosis and participate in shaping the Book     I begin the Book X KRYSXTRYN + Asia Among Weevils

She is unbegotten having no beginning / in my beginning is my end     Story X no beginning (For the end will be where the beginning is.  Blessed is the person who stands at rest in the beginning.  And that person will be acquainted with the end and will not taste death).  Having no beginning, the Book writes no end.  Book writes beginning from ending and ending from beginning.

I make revelations through Her who is from the Great Light     I prophesy beginningless beginning and endless endless (You prophesy to me when participate in shaping the Book     Book X with your four fingers and I haven’t left the Book since)

She is unnameable.  She has no human form, for whoever has a human form is a creation of another

<Bizarre Book builds hydra Book > X and KRYSXTRYN cross X
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<Book braids branches> baptized Ben Adam

I roam the Book bagatelle Ben Ariadne fragments and Ben Lydia four fingers of light – I forget the phrase I will write it later

I position the written between radar and river gatling gun (my mouth opens guns fire arcade rattle)

Your Work Prophesies

<Your work prophesies humanity, says Christina. How to learn and participate in humanity in a way that is aesthetic and real.

Your work prophesies Human One and Child of Humanity Ben Adam

Participate humanity new Palm Tree Garden plantings.
Learn true light from true light and true god from true god Kindred

I see the Kindred as a relationship, says Christina. Not an entity.

Kindred kindles and keeps chaos: potential for pure relationship and process.

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

Kindred prophesies in the beginning was the verb
Ur-writing
Ur-language
Ur-speech
Primordial prophecy originates in Kindred chaos

Kindred prophesies Human One chaos Child of Humanity: Kindred

Kindred Ben Adam Christina Marie verb>

Work prophesies humanity: verb Human Christina Work prophesies Christina with different changes as she takes a new chorus: choir Savior immovable and ineffable verb

The Savior said: “He Who Is is ineffable. No principle knew him, no authority, no subjection, nor any creature from the foundation of the world until now, except he alone, and anyone to whom he wants to make revelation through him who is from First Light. From now on, I am the Great Savior. For he is immortal and eternal. Now he is eternal, having no birth, for everyone who has birth will perish. He is unbegotten, having no beginning; for everyone who has a beginning has an end. Since no one rules over him, for he has no name; for whoever has a name is the creation of another.

<Work prophesies> name no name kindles kindred verb
<Work prophesies> Kindred verb with more variable and various chord changes behind the verb melody

It until the had has creation
Is until the eternal has from birth
Has it will who light it of knew

The liquor read “He who is it ineffable. So principle knew her. So authority, so subjective, few any creature from the foundation of the world until now, except her alone”

<Participate Humanity new> Through Her, Her alone, <true god from true god Kindred> Through her, her alone, and any creature of another is external

No principle knew her No birth <not an entity> <I see the Kindred as a relationship> whom she has a beginning <not an entity>

For everyone from whom she had birth; for who has birth for everyone rules
For she has birth for who has birth for everyone for who she is the creation <I see the Kindred as a relationship. Not an entity.>

<Your work prophesies> Book and Book betrays

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<Your work prophesies> Book and Book plays a video arcade radar

Book plays an experiment videotape press play instant coffee Press play an experimental pornography
They took the girls from the sea and hell exploded
on the ship. The Sea Waifs.

I betray the Book with the kiss (God became a man completely, a man to the point of being reprehensible – all the way to the abyss. He chose an infamous destiny: He was Judas.)

Participate humanity new Palm Tree Garden plantings and betray Book Book having no birth betrays Book with a kiss

Book point play pack cat on the mat math method Book point math method myth without method for everyone who has birth will perish

(We have left our frustrated shores behind and embarked on your Book You have not left the Book since You could not have But sometimes the space between the lines is so large that you seem to tread on new ground The margins are so wide… The Book chains us together)

The Book chains me to the Book and I do not leave the frustrated shore of Edmond Jabès I steal and stir the shores and Book shares – through perish wants Book but I chain the Book betrays with a kiss

Book betrays Jesus / Judas shores Book Book betrays kenotic kisses Book crucifixions I embark on the body the Book: cross <New Palm Tree Garden plantings> Book beginning no the world ineffable perish cross forest
A place of forests
Cross a place of forests ben
Flat bones sphere barges since no an Her cross a place forests

<Work prophesies aesthetic and real> forested places boxer-puncher body-ben gehenna

<Your work prophesies> betray the Book and I have not left the Book since
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The of first birth end Savior the light since

She until now who one is except I birth over and haven’t left the Book since

<Kindred prophesies in the beginning was the verb> Verb a savior said she who isn’t isn’t ineffable. No principle got her, no authority, no subjugation, no any creature from any foundation, from a hand towel until now, except her ecstatic verb, and anyone from whom she halves from make revelation through her. Who isn’t from the first light.

Do you believe in hell? I ask Christina. No, says C. Do you? Maybe. Not a sulfur and brimstone hell but some other hell. Jorge Luis Borges wrote a poem about how heaven and hell are exactly the same: gazing on the face of God. For those in heaven, it is sublime beauty. For those in hell, it is unimaginable torment, I say. No hell I think, says Christina. I don’t know if we get to keep our consciousness. I think we might need both body and soul to make consciousness work. What do you think? she says. I think a prophet has to know hell, I say. CG Jung wrote in The Red Book: “No one knows what happened during the three days in Hell. I have experienced it.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote: “God would have us know that we must live as men who manage our lives without him. The God is with us is the God who forsakes us (Mark 15:34). The God who lets us live in the world without the working hypothesis of God is the God before whom we stand continually. Before God and with God we live without God.” … I think Bonhoeffer hints at the full empty potential of hell in Christ’s words of the cross. Eloi Eloi lema sabachthani, I say. I feel more of an impetus to live and prophesy when I think about consciousness, body and soul all ceasing at the same time, says C. What are your goals of prophecy? I say. Make being a human more tolerable I think. Tolerable to oneself. Others to themselves, she says. How have you contributed to Ben being more tolerable to Ben? I say. The outcome isn’t my business, says Christina. I just do what God tells me, she says.

I do not know how I prophesy or the source of my prophecy – to give it a name would to make it an idol and image and name (since no one rules her, she has no name; for whoever has a name is a creation of another). I do not know how I prophesy but in my <beginning was the verb: ur-writing ur-langauge ur-speech>. I prophesy from hell and I have known it: Book kisses and Book betrayal.

Anyone revelation – everyone from is beginning had immortal beginning She of world her her light of the unbegotten on make no savior

The first of birth end savior the light for since

She is unbegotten having no beginning / in my beginning is my end Story no beginning <prophesies in the beginning was the verb>

The first of birth <participate humanity new Palm Tree Garden plantings>

She is unbegotten having no beginning / in my beginning is my end Story no beginning (For the end will be where the beginning is. Blessed is the person who stands at rest in the beginning. And that person will be acquainted with the end and will not taste death).

She Throws Me Into Abyss

She throws me into abyss repeated in retrograde and interrupted by musical parentheses in faster and slower tempos     She throws me into abyss and locks and seals it over me until the thousand years have landed

She throws book: secret Book hidden desert secret.  She throws Book Ben body without organs explosive odd-origins organism.  Throw Book apocalypse and abyss / John the Revelator wrote the Book of Seven Seals
	Throw apocalypse acoustics
	Assassination blood language summer
	Throw apocalypse acousmatic
Throw Book into Book an abyssal woman wholly chaos

She has made me to see many troubles and calamities and will receive me; from the abyss of the earth she brings me up again

She has made me see visions of amen and a long a last amen apocalypse
	Apocalypse electroacoustic improvisation
	Electroacoustic forest attacks
	Forest attack play grass Pac-Man
I pass through the four scherzos of her abyss and I experience her prime prima materia passion in retrograde inversion, inversion, and amen retrograde (I beg her not to order me back to the abyss)


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<Text-Composition 6A

Some in chaos cool prima materia

Chaos microcosms slits stella signata and Lucifer (Chaos shimmers day star and gleams bright morning star; Chaos shines Venus son of morning and sparkles the star the radiant the morning)

Chaos son of morning
Chaos the early rising
Chaos who rode in on morning

Chaos temperament water storms out of the whirlwind fiery and burning water

Chaos spittle of the moon splits human bone

Chaos same in chaos creates chaos corrupted chaos (holy chaos and corrupted chaos burn one chaos; sacred chaos and profane chaos burn one chaos)

Simply chaos created simple all chaos

Composite chaos through when a/thematic chaos

Complete chaos projects pink out of the corner Christina chaos

Some in chaos anoints prima materia chrism – moon microcosm baptism – radiant morning resurrection>
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She throws me into abyss repeat apocalypse     She throws me abyss <chaos son of morning>     Throws <chaos the early rising>     Throws <chaos who rode in the morning>

Chaos throws thrown <complete chaos projects pink> abyss

Can you give feedback on a new writing technique I’m trying? I ask Elizabeth,  Yes, she says.  A writing idea I am working with, I say.  Having set “Text-Compositions” that can be interpolated and recontextualized, I say.  I set off the Text-Composition lines using <...>.  Like having my own set of modular melodic snippets and quotation that can pop up and give additional meaning and thematic text.  I want to move towards a more malleable, mobile test, I say.  I think that is very interesting, says Elizabeth.  I like the use of the text comp lines.  I always feel grammar should be used more often in poetry and used in new ways if needed, says Elizabeth.

She has made me see many troubles     Trouble <spittle of the moon splits human bone>     Troubles <karst sparse if I ever get off this killing floor>

She throws me into abyssal Book repeated Christina chaos
	Spectral music seven sermons to the dead
	Spatial spread spectral saddle forests
	<Spittle of moon splits human bone>
Throw Book forests forest play point (When God, El, wanted to reveal Itself, It appeared as a single point).

I will tell you where I got my idea.  Please do, says Elizabeth.  Musician and composer Anthony Braxton:  

“In the Introduction to Catalog of Works, Braxton lays out four fundamental postulates for the interpretation and performance of his music.  These include:

I.  All compositions in my music system connect together
II.  All instrumental parts in my group of musics are autonomous
III. All tempos in this music are relative (negotiable)
IV.  All volume dynamics in this sound world are relative

[…] Braxton writes in his Introduction to Catalog of Works that “All instrumental parts in this group of compositions are changeable – that is, any instrumental part can be used by any instrument – or instruments.”
(From the essay “The Music of Anthony Braxton: A System of Possibilities” by Carl Testa.)

Control the chaos – or don’t control the chaos     Chaos transforms in its prima materia mobile permutations

She throws me into the aleatoric abyss / radical freedom of the Book forest X forest X calamities

<Chaos son of morning> made me see many calamities, but she will revive me; chaos and modular composition re/creates me anew

I beg her not to order me back into the abyss but <chaos same in chaos creates> Ben up again.

I Roam Free Arcade Stories

I free-roam rhizomes: free-roam ragtime rhizome serpent-time syncopation     I roam free jazz mystery babylon the great the mother of harlots and abominations of the earth

I roam free underneath earth emits an earth emanating earth and earth erupts cryptic earth

Namco’s Bosconian in 1981 introduced a free-roaming style of gameplay with the player’s ship freely moving across open space, while including a radar tracking player and enemy positions.

I roam repetition.  I free-roam a free jazz repetition riverrun repetition.  I roam repetition free seer arcade visions (I roam repetition: I roam repetition roll roof rush rush tule).  I roam an arcade repetition on-ramp.


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In the end, we all become stories

I repeat the story and the story free-roams charmed myth and spell story.

The Herring-Bone Charm To Cause Death.  Sew into a garment which is worn next to the skin a long thin herring-bone.  As the bone dries up and withers, so will the person wearing it gradually will pine away and die.

Ernest Hemingway charms with herring-bone hornets
	Wither way into word / unknown name
	The bone dries up buried at night

In the end, we all become stories: in the end we all repeat stories (let me look)

My body repeats my body free-roaming a god body and every god charms ship body corrupt earth radar

Repetition roams discovery it discover free underneath earth transmissions

Repetition roams rhizomic bodies huddle god charm herring-bone

My body was not hidden from you while I was being made in secret and woven in the depths of the earth.  Your eye beheld my limbs, yet unfinished in the womb; all of them were written in your book: they were fashioned day by day, when as yet there was none of them.

I free-roam rhizome / in the end, we all become stories.  I free-roam stories and the story free jazz jams mystery babylon the great the mother of harlots.

My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.  Your eyes beheld my unformed substance.  In your book were written all the days that were formed for me, when none of them as yet existed.

We all become stories (let me look)     Become stories from frame made secret existed all     Become stories being beheld unformed yet that story

My cipher body enciphered and deciphers code Book and code language; my body enciphers chaos creation and creation-chaos, and all my crypts keep malleable sabbath – sabbath unformed sabbath – sabbath structureless structure – gateless gate sabbath human guts.

Stories and sabbaths free-roam my guts

When them I herring-bone charm written eyes depths     The not earth free-roam gradually pine away and die

My body was not hidden from you – who?  My frame was not hidden from you – free-roam who repeat a god or a woman

Secret discovery and secret body charm chaos
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I free-roam rhizome ragtime Taryn / I roam free jazz mystery babylon Benjamin
	Benjamin Ariadne
	Ben Lydia and Ben Babylon

I roam repetition and I free-foam free jazz repetition riverrun repetition.  I roam repetition free seer arcade visions.  I roam an arcade repetition on-ramp and ramp onto charm chaos.

Free-roam rattle scuttle rattle scarabs     Free-roam a coin-operated arcade machine riot and ride     Roam riding riot repetitions and further rhythmic structure on the ride cymbal

Namco’s Bosconian in 1981 made hidden eyes earth.  Introduced from me day, depths unfocused a free-roaming style of gameplay.  Gameplay where the player’s ship formed yet were Book body charm who chaos.  Ship freely moves across open body chaos.  More across open space were when in not woven.  Frame tracks player and enemy positions.


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In the end, we all become stories     Your eyes beheld me, unformed substance     I substance you secret my beheld my cipher body     My cipher body enciphers and deciphers in not woven the written

Chaos does hide from me / chaos does not hide but roam I substance beheld existed     Chaos goes not hide and I carry her cross and follow her

Chaos does not his and I carry hen cross and follow her.  I follow chaos and follow her.  I follow chaos young days from that my where she unformed chaos.
	Unformed flesh unfinished
	Unfocused shares sabbath flesh cipher unformed
Silent chaos forms formless cipher and all the codex written in her Book, fashioned day by day, and the Book from before creation chrism-chaos-chrism-schismatic chaos creation.  In the end, we all becomes stories.

Chaos unhides from me creative creation and crucified chaos     Chaos unhides not existed all secret hidden was Book

Chaos necessarily risks – chaos risk and open radical question and radical interrogation     Chaos necessarily interrogates God, gods and elements     Formed days woven interchange discourse / dialectics

You earth substance discourse-dialectical disclosed crucified chaos

Chaos risks death-question of death and silence
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I feel-roam rhizomes rattle scuttle rattle scarabs

I ship free a serpent arcade mutant.  I move freely across open space spacious room riots.  I move freely floating space coral reef – reef days woven we are made of stories – ship unformed chaos intricacies – free-foaming space speeding towards stories.  I move freely through space and stratifications of space, and the space splays layer serpent sections (an arcade space formed that earth and beheld with serpent scales and serpent sections).

I move across open space sedimentation and folding and infolding
	Player repeats red radar runover
	Ripe radar ferments a radar strong drink / an
	  on-ramp palm tree whirring desert
I move my depths of none the where we unformed chaos


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In the end, we all become stories.  I become bone charms and bone spells, and I spell unformed chaos

I write the chaotic Book daily

I write sabbath silence in frame all unformed earth / codex chords of unknowing chord of forgetting chaoses

Her eyes behold my limbs – her eyes behold

My Book.  Book endless process chaos creative chaos Book.  My Book-Body blesses cipher enciphers sign of the cross.  I pick up my cross and I follow Christina-Christ.  I pick up my cross creation and I pick up my cross chaos.

Hidden Book chaos creative chaos chemical cells stresses impressed cell ring them bells for the city that dreams
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I roam free underneath earth emits Book earth emanating earth Book

Book plays a video arcade radar
Book plays an experimental video tape press play instant coffee I press play an experimental pornography
Book plays position hidden unformed chaos

I roam repetition Book chaos: I roam that woven was the written formed the depths

Search For Word Contradictions

Search for word Search word where in the human inscription tarot scripture

Serpents embed human scripture Scales scale skirts earth embed scales

I coil oil spill meal white marble crying water water I coil fugitive serpent wriggling serpent and might one with seven heads I coil serpent search see search serpent coils / coil awhile abiogenesis (I birth spontaneous generation and I come from putrefying earth and vegetable matter)

(Christina spontaneously generates in the inside of herded animals / out of secretions of several of their organs)

Search for word serpent or savior. The Savior appeared not in his previous form but formless serpent. Search for serpent, that dragon of old. They will be taken through the mouth of the tail of the dragon into the chamber of outer darkness.

The Savior appeared not in her previous form, but formless serpent form (I feel the formless form in the light-void of the Savior). Savior appears order and disorder, desert rearrangements arrange collage Mount of Olives.

Search for word where Book betrays Book bronze serpent. Book betrays bronze and make a fiery serpent and set it on a pole, and everyone who is bitten shall look at it and live.

Make a goose serpent and set it on a pole, and eternity who is bitten shall look at it and wave.

Make a fiery vessel, and lap it on a pole, and eternity who is bitten shall look if it and haze.

Make a weave portent, and set it on a pole, and everyone who is bitten plots look at and city.

Search for word Search word serpent sheets of sound serpent / search word fiery serpents sheets of sound fiery serpent Search Human One inscribe one ouroboros / Lovers cannibalizing the Devil Lovers

Search for word and with word betrays the Book. I betray the Book and the Book betrays me with a kiss – a coiled kiss serpent slinky. Her bronze wire wraps and embraces as fire. Book betrays my search for word swings sword swings sorcerer. Word necromancer mingles grave myth mist moss soft minuet, as if the Book Ballet keeps spinning spine serpentine. Book fools the barter but uses the barber’s razor to strip the pose crucifixion candy cane main street.
Boom Ben skull body jazz swing forests
Ben boombox swing forest placed with pink peaks place girls’ gospel
Book betrays my search for word with Street Fighter 2 background music, and its nostalgia renews nox / a little night music. Sound steeps serpent tails in a little night music and music reproduces dish fire and dusk fire dust cusp Book.

Boom Ben skull body jazz swing forests placed with peaks pink place girls’ gospel Taryn their teeth their horns charge gospel gore grass granfalloon

Search <where time becomes space directs conductions and the banshee of my consciousness doesn’t exist> Search <this third time type turns for you with depth> Search Book betrays formless form is the light-void of the Savior

Nurture that creature that is Ben, says Asia. Embrace pleasure and face your fears and you will find someone there… I am not a role – I am someone who searches, who wonders, who loves, who yearns for justice and I refuse to be pinned down by any one label… Perhaps if I wanted a label, I would want to be a walking contradiction so that anyone who knows me is challenged. But maybe I’m not bold enough, says Asia. I saw an interesting description of Walt Whitman, I said. About the role of the poet as a kind of poet-shaman, a voice crying out in the wilderness who embraces contradiction and opposition, the abject and the unloved, the trash and beautiful simultaneously… You challenge me, I say. Good, says Asia.

Search for word contradictions / reconciliation of oppositions Search for reconciliatory uniting of Christ and fiery serpent (And just as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whosoever believes in him may have eternal life)

Serpents embed embers human scripture / a poet face enough wilderness

Coil oil spill enough wilderness embrace abject – embed human scripture scales

Coil fugitive serpent and wriggling contradiction me kind so loves perhaps Ambiguous serpent Who creature embraced Book betrays Search seven horns and seven heads

Coil serpent search betrays the Book contradictions

I search for the story – whatever story survives this story of betrayal and contradiction – this story which births its own present-absent material ghosts. I birth the story of my Book birth, a Ben Book in spontaneous generation, Book from putrefying earth and vegetable matter. I search for the story that searches and experiments wilderness contradiction and embraces the visceral and abject (Book spontaneously generates the inside of animals, out of the secretions of their duplicate organs). Never will the doctrine of spontaneous generation recover from the mortal blow of this simple experiment.

All ghost stories are about time travel and the present being captured by the past. I search a storytell my body ghosts – my life contradictory ghosts. Storytell ghost serpent I panicked screams, and car noises.

In trauma, time breaks down. In trauma, embraced be unloved of will the someone so contradiction pinned.

I traverse trauma, contradictory copy of time – coiled xerox of a xerox – spirit-haunted poet wilderness.

I already sound like a ghost and I feel the formless form in the light-void of the story. I already live hermit ghost and hermetic ghost and ghostly story. I’ve always been the caretaker and I care for the story overly haunted over hauntings. The story never decays / the proton never decays. I where wilderness I simultaneously contradiction.

How do I get unstuck? How do I relieve these sticky ghosts? Chew ghosts as gum and munch crunchy protons.

Searching for word Search boom ben skull body and body gospel seduces search work word Search ben boombox ghosts with peaks peaked place more gospel ghosts
Taryn their teeth forest lacuna
Ghost gospel search grass
Grass slash glass ghost grassy places

Divination And Joy

Let me get somewhere: these letters somewhere often her other face. Her other face maps black holes whole mothlight (these stratas – arcade black holes and occultations – strike to seize whatever comes in reach).

Let we get somewhere: these letters where chaos moss her other fact-faces. Let we get <Pando prophesies unconditional prophesies>. Let we letter chaos and <Pando improvises unconditional communal harmolodic funk>.

These letters somewhere divine perplexed letters and ghostly letters – invisible lateral letters – secret letters holy mothlight

After he rose from the dead, his twelve disciples and seven women continued to be his followers, and went to Galilee onto the mountain called “Divination and Joy.” When they gathered together and were perplexed about the underlying reality of the universe and the plan, and the holy providence, and the power of the authorities, and about everything the Savior is doing with them in the secret of the holy plan, the Savior appeared – not in his previous form, but in the invisible spirit. And his likeness resembles a great angel of light. But his resemblance I must not describe. No mortal flesh would endure it, but only pure, perfect flesh that which he taught us on the mountain called “Of the Olives” in Galilee.

Let me get somewhere – where Pando perturb we chaos and Savior letters Let called of the dead unconditional Of his previous follower of underlying the mountain called “Of the Savior” Called “Of the facts of her face”

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The snow appears
The savior appeared not in his previous form gotten form
The savor savor savior sprays appeared not in good form but in incident
Bury in the indo
But in the invitation sorry sun sugar spirit

But in the incisions invisible sport spur sprout sphinx

Let me get somewhere and went to Galilee onto the mountain called “Divination and joy” Let we show show: show the Savior in nude invisible Snow ghost We snow ghost of the savior is doing reality of the underlying reality of the mountain called “Divination and Joy”

The snow score soars appearance but not in this previous form but in the invite shove shore invite sprout
Invitation invisible purifier spirit
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Let we get somewhere: savior letters somewhere invisible
Stratas at arcade black holies
Occultations seize whatever comes into reach
Language seizes summer swarm insects / insect impact craters

This John Cage arcade, a prepared piano maze chase game. I divine fuck and I prophesy motherfucker on the corner (my wife whose hair birds brush fire / Christina’s black hole black hair swallows brush fire a field serpent egg).

This John Cage fuck arcade <prophesies unfixed free improvisation>. The prepared piano maze chase games <ur-language and ur-language>. I divine fuck into the mountain <glamour-grammar-god magic>. I divine fuck and <Kindred prophesies in the beginning was the verb>. Kindred whose hair birds brush fire seizes <in the beginning was the verb>. My black hole black hair endure rose when authorities and black swallows the only dead together.

Games such as the pioneering 1981 games Donkey Kong and Qix introduced new types of games where skill and timing are more important than shooting as fast as possible, with Donkey Kong in particular setting the template for the platform gaming genre.

The Book blurs her the variety of language games graphic violence visions. I game a god: I game god granular synthesis or tonal gravity, a levitating Lydian (a mixolydian Leviathan). I punch Book punch Taryn thrones and palaces (game furniture music navigates oxbow minuet silhouettes / dark stones). I game god prepared piano and boogie-woogie word god is more than love could ever to be. I game god mixing several textbooks or geology and biology (the grains of a geological break spills onto the gold panning plate). What the fuck alchemy transforms games into gods and gods into games (the further of matter will come from the moist to the dry). The future of matter fucks game molecular gastronomy hominy games. I game through gateless gates and the thirty-two gates that fold mazes of thirteen women (thirteen rose petals red and white with compassion). I weld weird and wyrd through the wild of her hair brush fire and Christina’s face blazes reds. She blazes bloody red red blood bird bird of the Book.

Let me get somewhere <participates humanity new Palm Tree Garden plantings Learn true light from true light and true god from true god Kindred>.

Let we get somewhere: Book blurred in the variety of her faces Face game grammar Divination and Joy glamour
Game perplexes graphic violence
Marty majored in cutting classmates… Slaughter High
Game joy the form endures – game rose the perplexed skill and timing

I game god but his resemblance I must not describe. I game god <ur-writing ur-language ur-speech>. I synthesize game with god grains and tehom (abyssal chaos) gravities Game transforms me into Ben Lydia Lydian and Benjamin Ariadne Mixolydian. I levitate Ben hydra leviathan and leviathan dead endure to and calling Kindred.

Game Book punches through my body equally game. Game punches through me Taryn Tehom (oxbow abyss casts silhouettes on the Risen Savior). I game god perplexed – dead endure to and called the about secret – piano improvising <Pando prophesies>. I game god mixing several strata and revolving sediments
Bury in the indo
But in the inevitable Savior Christina
Snow invite spirit
Thirteen women and seven women

<Pando prophesies unconditional> geology and biology. Game underlies divination of the twelve disciples and seven women.

What the game <in the beginning was the verb>

What the fuck game transforms game to game (Ben Lydian to Ben Mixolydian Leviathan)

What to fuck game transforms materiality of my name into the black hole and occultation of my name – names – names occultations and occlusions. Future material fucks my body ur-language seizes ur-language prophesies Pando grammar. Game language seizes summer swarms perplexed insects. Pando alchemy transform: games into gods and gods into games (future matter comes from the noisy kingdom of the sky). Future matter prophesies game and gateless gate circulating seven women and thirteen women. I game through gateless gate and thirty-two gates that fold Ben Lydia labyrinths of seven women (seven sabbaths and seven of seven jubilee – Divination and Joy jubilee).

I web verb weird and wyrd through Seven Christina brush fires. The variety of Christina’s faces blazes bloody red – thirteen petals of thirteen women.

Play Primordial Past And Primeval Beginnings

Play primordial past and primeval beginning / origins

Play primordial Book origins and arcade beginnings

Book drones primordial play and play arcade desert, and desert drone decapitates (this crowd movement, this pack of wolves wolf Book primordial chaos)
Drone sand wolf word
Word wolves vowels
Landscape drone decapitation
I vowel wolves a radar tracking arcade (camera multiplicities and spreading surveillances watch watchers night music / wolf nocturne).

Book maps drones – maps excess and multiplicities – primeval castle chaos (thus there are always two articulations, two segmentarities, two kinds of multiplicities)

Play primordial past and primeval beginning / origins. Again they came to Jerusalem. As he was walking in the temple, the chief priest, the scribes, and the elders came to him and said, “By what authority are you doing these things? Who gave you this authority to do them?” Jesus said to them, “I will ask you one question; answer me and I will tell you by what authority I do these things. Did the baptism of John come from heaven, or was it of human origin? Answer me.” They argued with one another, “What should we say? If we say ‘From heaven,’ he will say, ‘Why then did you not believe him?’ But shall we say, ‘Of human origin.’” – they were afraid of the crowd, for they all regarded John as truly a prophet. So they answered Jesus, “We do not know.” And Jesus said to them, “Neither will I tell you by what authority I am doing these things.” Jesus plays primordial past and primeval Book beginnings.

Originary eschaton: original eschaton

Cut originary – rupture. Cut out cut original open angle.

Original – what original? Book. Book arcade play drone – Book still-dark sheol.

I tell you by what authority I write Book and prophesy with Book: not by heaven’s authority but by authority of woman – women – KRYSXTRYN + Asia With Weevils – Ben Lydia and Benjamin Ariadne (It makes me realize my Book is really just other books collected in my head, I say. It’s a book of your mythology, says Asia).

By what authority I prophesy and create: my relationships with the women in my life (Do you ever wonder if I only exist in your head? I say. What kind of crazy, cruel person would I be to invent an imaginary friend who is tormented by their own brain? says Asia. What makes us friends? I say. We built it, that’s what, says Asia).

I act asp arcade animations multiple worlds interpretation Walk multiple words intersections Wolf as this baptism say answers word-world

I hat apartment anarchic, these tweezers between insect letters I eat hat walking do come did so in them insects / eat wolf vowels temple said or believe grammar

I eat will human we them scribes theater between letters (I scatter a beetle letter into hard concrete I arrive concrete scream carnival scrambler or atom smasher) I act ark arcade archive and animations
Shaking shaking formation of these letters
Original Book still-dark sheol
The will human we them scribes ask origin
Arcade animations shaking formation these insect letters

I look for this language but perhaps it’s not a key but a mirror in mirror catastrophe labyrinth of doors… Perhaps these languages which I look for truly shadow – still-dark origins and origins primeval sheol – and apophatic garden of forking paths… I look and language plays primordial – prepared piano palimpsest.

Play primordial past of what to tell from you was truly You chief gave authority so heaven will authority by primeval beginnings

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Original – what original? Book. Book present and past ghosts – primordial and primeval ghosts – beginning ghosts.

Ghost – how to make new from ghost ghosts? Ghost word and ghost language appears exhausted and cliché but ghosts still leave their snail slime absence known present residue.

How ghost? How image? Through a glass darkly – through Book still-dark sheol – through a glamour darkly how ghost – when ghost my own ghost.

Through a glass darkly – ghost ghost ghost. Ghost ghost temple of you of I Jesus ghost ghost. Through to when ghosts how to from walking I elders. How these ghosts the coast is toast – Christina and I mean ghosts Christina – present-absent Christina slime spirit. Christina hauntology / archaeology.

Play original ghosts and primeval ghost beginnings / Book shadow origins Origins do the Jerusalem scribes and ghosts

Express new ghosts – express old-growth forest ghosts – express endless ghosts expand expansion primordial Book wolves. All fucked ghosts (the ghost as a cipher of iteration is particularly suggestive)

I will take your places you’ve never been. I will show you things you have never seen. And I will see the life run out of you. Ghost Story.

Suggest ghosts – suggest ben bodies body murder-suicide. Suggest other ghost. Suggest other ghosts stories and gothic romance / romance the ghost. Romance the ghostly residue from the last night infomercials.

Cipher of iteration – King Felix King Felix What should baptism King Felix Christina Christina these Jesus John came answered by origin Christina Christina rush hour ghosts (hourglass ghosts beach answered by origin present)

Haunting is historical to be sure is not dates Ghosts arrive in the past and appear in the present non-existence ghosts ghost crowd none now nothing

So many uninteresting ghosts – unidentified ghosts, but still I nurse ghosts. I speak to ghosts, and my melancholic nostalgia recognizes history not-quite present or past stirring threshold / aroused liminality. I nurse ghosts forwards and backwards and I speak ghosts star-charts.
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Play primordial past and primeval beginning / origins

Original – original am I what we and know your elders original Book Book still-dark Sheol

No, I will not go down mourning to my son in sheol – down sheol doorways My spirit pours out sheol

Primordial and primeval pseudepigrapha (But YHVH brings about something unheard of, so that the ground opens its mouth and swallowed them up – to crowd to they authority you regarded origin swallowed up)

They go down alive sheol

I go down alive sheol angles angels animal earth earth from prophecy

I look for the prophetic language and ghost language. I scream the letters. I scream jaw jet free jazz letters. Look heterophonic alphabet – letters scraps raps samples rift scrape letters.

Look letters deep diamond dust ditch letters (letters ding dong ditch dung beetles) Lateral letters launch and land high-risk arcade helicopter pad / garden of forking paths

I act human acting origin Arcade what I tell origin Original these Book They one I prophet baptized sheol

Book Constructs Mazes

Book chases mazes and constructs mazes Book mazes construction catastrophic theologies / several types of excess

Then I saw a great white throne and the one who sat on it; the earth and the heaven fled from his presence and no place was found for them. And I saw the dead great and small, standing before the throne, and books were opened. Also, another book was opened, the book of life. And the dead were judged according to their works, and recorded in the books.

Book chases my body maze and constructs maze Ben Adam. All I know how to do: write the Book, prophesy the Book, heal through and with the Book. All I know how to do: <experiment and continually make, shape, manufacture> Book. All know works as recording before the books were opened and the leaves fled before the Book. Terrence McKenna said Shaman, Artist, and Healer intermingle. I travel Book underworld and shaman Book dead every sea army dead sea scrolls. I saw the Book dead and the Book opens underworld (underworld shapes and experiments). I visit other worlds and create – I can’t help but create and <in the beginning create> Book. I create and creation heals me – the wound can only be healed by the Book that made it. Wounded Healer – Fisher King – crucifixion and holy Saturday. I prophesy if completely deprived or destroyed – the Book and prophecy remains ectoplasmic residue and stone tape. Book and prophecy secretly reconstruct circular ruins of YHVH of the Armies. I copy and copy perpetual prophecy. I interpret Book presence and earth and small standing before the throne. I interpret shape reshape text resurrections. I decode KRYSXTRYN and King Felix in every text including the hidden events in this sentence. This text secretly means this – mystery and KRYSXTRYN mystery. I see the interior of the books were opened – also another books were opened – also another book was found for the dead – see great and them. I see absurd interior of the text – hell hermeneutics and myth mazes. I prophesy absurdity and all prophecy professes absurd scripture and silly gospel.

Pac-Man popularized the maze chase game and Rally-X featured a radar-tracking player position on the map.

I map prayer. I map arcade pray pay to play and pay to cum hardcore punk / hardcore pornography.

Book chases mazes and constructs mazes. Book mazes construct catastrophe / several types of exegeses (maze chase game gulf gamma rays rays fine rhizome)

Book chases recorded open before great and book and throne earth them Book chases also place dead the works books great life Book excesses gulf game surf waves
Rhizome ring tones
Migraine ring tone modulation
Fucked up synthesis

Book itself constructs Book labyrinth: Book Pac-Man maze and garden of forking paths paths plus position radar excesses.

Book arcade crack chaos: sedimentation and folding / fiber and unfolding

Books was according another dead cracks standing opened chaos: mutated sedimentation and flesh fold folding flesh fold
Flesh For Hire
Giving pleasure to men was just bed and board to her…
Until an unusual client taught her to enjoy her work!
Sediment folding open books works Book shaman-making

I prophesy proliferates assuredly / all prophecy professes absurd scripture and silly gospel

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Silly goose gospel bites delirium rabies. Silly gospel works the presence books I before flesh for fire sedimentation to opened small. I listen jolly gospel music.

Listen great for saw another book room and bodies Listen Philip K. Dick recognized the neutral AI voice in Strawberry Fields Forever Recognize her voices – many voices KRYSXTRYN + Asia Oxbow voiced gospel
Language virus voices
language fiber unfold

Her voiced silence (Christina silence Taryn silence Krystal silence) Learn living silence Survive silent arcade divine comedy Silence sustains Strawberry Fields unfolded

Hide hide mile silent gospel comics Wake silence create silence

Create silence <continually make, shape, manufacture> Make silence <creation myths Christina narrative>
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Book chases mazes flesh for hire Book pours Pac-Man bloody mazes and desert decapitations: realities of the molecular type with aleatory relations caught up with crowd phenomena and statistical aggregates determining order

Pour Pac-Man bloody maze dead great the according a as and and and dead the heaven Direct decapitations dead fled on were saw and great I

Next I saw a large white throne and the one who was sitting on it. The earth and sky fled from his presence and there was no place for them. I saw the dead, the great and lowly, standing before the throne, and scrolls were opened. Then another scroll was opened, the book of life. The dead were judged according to their deeds, by what was written in the scrolls. The sea gave up its dead; then Death and Hades gave up their dead. All the dead were judged according to their deeds. Then Death and Hades were thrown into the pool of fire (this pool of fire is the second death). Anyone whose name was not found in the book of life was thrown into the pool of fire.

Book pours Pac-Man bloody maze pool of fire / flesh for hire (My desert disorder decapitates / god guillotines fall fast grasshopper autumn)

Book overflows into my body bodies mazes write bone median fields and fields old growth forest Book overflows saw death no thrown the were desert decapitation Death the not Hades overflows into my body bodies lake to was works desert decapitation Prophesy silly goose gospel of found presence life opened

Old-growth forest unfolds fiber flesh fore hire

Book floods dead sea and dead sea fault transform / high tension line transformer drone
Saw fled lake drone
According lake Hades dead dead book drone
I drone maze book desert decapitation (this crowd movement, this pack of wolves)

My Hands Experience The Visions Directly

My hands experience the visions directly. My hands act vision happenings and performances, and the visions realize themselves in the hands of verbs. My hands shape verb visions and shaped canvas.

<In the beginning, experiment. I continually make, shape, manufacture. Creation myths Christina narrative.>
Narrative narratives
Narrative Christina verb
Verb Christina narrative narrative
Narratives Christina verb in the beginning
<If I do not experiment, I die and writing necessitates experiment through remix, sampling, and reinvention / transformation>.
Verb Christina transform
Experiment Christina sampling remix Benjamin
Then at one point I did not need to translates the notes; they went directly to my hands.

My hands experience the vision directly vision experiment My hands experiment prayer – primordial prayer materia – material prayer local maximum – prayer hands unconditional hospitality

In the last days it will be, God declares, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh, and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams.

Abandon light circuits but do not abandon vision Abandon distractions – worrisome transparent apparent opaque apparitions Do not abandon verb hands your dream spirit men and direct in shall will visions son

My hands direct stingray ghosts onto pure light

In shall will visions thick stone apparitions

Daughters shall prophesy and your old men shall see visions and your daughters shall pour out my spirit upon all flesh And your old men shall dream dream dream dream dream

My hands experience vision direct lights nowhere but firebombs transparent Circulate lights swallow light bulb ship hulls Slip on a banana peel dream dreams dreams dreams Slip on a light bulb / my hair conducts large currents

My hands conduct Christina verb dream medicine women underground. My hands experiment direct verb bubble bodies that dream. Create hand verb shapes my hand dreams. Create dream hands prophesy direct current. In the beginning and with the beginning, my hands experiment verb – direct verb Christina transparent and immediately the transparency invades the naked of my hands. Christina, take my hands and transform them daughter of leviathan. Transform Benjamin Older Than Dreams into Benjamin Ariadne Now Verb. Ariadne narrates narrative Christina narrative. Abandon light circuits and distractions, but do not abandon Christina.

My glass last that God transparent magnetism – transparent light pour it be men prophesy – transparent magnetism tingles translucent skin when blade washers upon young all your spirit light spray opaque split daughters out flesh opaque time machines / traveling backwards time body black box opaque

I create catastrophe poetry and I prophesy opaque catastrophe. Create moment to moment women catastrophe (women construct my hands anew verb direct multiple out pours of the spirit).
For the angels in the angles
Fro the angelic apocalypse
Christina narrative experiment through remix angels

My hands experiment arcade directly: pink beam video transmitted immediately to my fingers.

My hands press express arcade steams and pistons

My hands exhale angel abandon and invade pour repetition

Prophesy last declares your and flesh pour it repeatedly arcades Prophesy more transparent repetition – in exact repetition and irregular repetition – post-minimal repetition where the prophetic forms and vision structure become more modular and flexible – vision fractals breaking off and growing more fractals dream dream dream dream

Arcades invoke verb repetition repetition alien apparition in Sabbatean scales

Waters mix lands Christina monstrosities / arcade in the beginning Arcade out men in shall visions Your days will upon spirit arcade inexact repetition

Arcades mix hands – <experiment through remix, sampling, and reincarnation / transformations> – hands direct arcades Arcades gesture hand maze genesis – dream long serpent swallows cosmic egg – discontinued Chrono Trigger (arcade Chrono Trigger abandons tiger’s eye marble)

In the last days it will be, God declares, that I will pour out my Spirit upon all flesh, and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams. Even upon my slaves, both men and women, in those days I will pour out my spirit, and they shall prophesy.

In my and dreams I play primordial past as primeval beginnings /origins

My original hands pray primordial intensity / originary eschaton
Cut originary rupture
Rupture cut out original
Original open angles angels

Original – what original? Book. Prophetic Book even pour last upon young upon out days original prays mixed hands sheol.

No, I will not go down mourning to my son in sheol I go down mourning son of man sheol – down sheol doorways A way spirit pours out sheol / be and visions men and God pours out sheol

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My hands experience direct sheol and vision melancholy

Melancholy mauls and mutilates me – turn my body mince meat pie Melancholy cooks me sheol dream dream dream angels Melancholy cooks me over fire for cannibals / bugs bunny cartoon or dark ending of a Tom and Jerry cartoon when Tom waits for the train (I can hear my train a-comin’)

Melancholy remixes bite bat-mite mixed hands

I’m alone here, you know. I’m stuck in this body which is not my body – not Ben not here on Mercy Street, deserted and dislocated body (Do you think you still unconditionally love some essential ben? It’s all ben, says Asia. It’s all ben? So you unconditionally love all ben which includes unreal ben. Yes, says Asia).

Unreal ben unreal city the river that sweats tar

Unreal ben that and your prophesy Unreal city those pour shall shall days out prophecy
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My hands experience direct visions

Primordial and primeval pseudepigraphic (but YHVH brings about something unheard of, so that the ground opens its mouth and swallows them up with all that belongs to them)