The sun up there up there

Sun leaks lent leak loose myriad light     Sun leaks lossless light lobster light unleavened lights     Sun leaks nonlinear the sun up there

Sun up there up there and there is no there there     There is no there there excess sun nothing

I look sun Son of Man and sun Human One, and the One – nothing announces nothing and gives nothing and no thing sun.  I gaze into the sun, the sun grazing upon my body harvest.  Sun harvests humans and Human One and I wear myself out decomposing organs.  I wear myself out and my body melts in the gut of suns there there.  Cubist sun reconfigures my body with flat squares, trapezoidal and rectangular planes that overlap and interrupts, and sun color light leaks out there outward.  My organs decompose light outward and the plane overlaps daughters of men and sons of god, allwhen myth – there there myth – the sun up there myth.

I think of Pando and our histories, our stories, our myths, our narratives, I say.  Pando isn’t one thing.  Our friendship isn’t one thing.  But today I think of our history and our overcoming of conflicts and how our friendship prophesies.  That’s our roots entangled too, I say.  That’s a pretty good way to put it, says Asia.

There is no there there except sun myth and son of man myth and mythologies there
	That’s our histories.  Our stories.  Our stories.
	Our story and our friendship isn’t one thing.
	Our stories.  Our myths.  Our friendships
	Prophesy.
The sun up there up there leaks cubist myth light and crystal story there there     Light swap swath swing sweat swear languages     Human oath glossolalias sun outer darkness dark barbed beetle burn / dark barbed bow sun barbecue


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The sun up there up there knows its language

Like languages count suns nemesis
	(I wish the sun had its binary star Nemesis – 
	I wish it existed but sometimes, 
	reality is not as interesting as the theoretical – 
	thankfully this is rare)
Like sun languages count coastline collarbones (my organs decompose in the sun)

Like count many counts plural suns     Like count corrodes plural zero and zero there silly string / sun membranes
	(language in the membrane
	language got no brain)
Like sun language myth zero
	(that’s put histories our 
	and own its our friendship
	our roots stories isn’t overcoming
	entangled)

My membrane language count sun language magnetic monopoles / our one of the myths thing     but conflicts     that      (there is no there there but sun up there up there)

The sun up there knows its zero language and myth-history at the zero
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Sun up there up up there

Sun looks loops light and lights and light light leak present future     Light myth leaks myriad light dyads (power cords chords sun dangled strangles)     Lewd sun dangles dry desert myth myth map outer darkness     (Cubist light overlaps darkness / squares and trapezoids illuminate decomposing organs)

Sun language interleaves zero light and I play dark history.  I play leaked outer darkness and sunlight does not dispel dark but fuses with it.  The sun up there tunes dark theater and I play black paintings: I scratch into suns monochromatic paintings, color field wheel inside color freely wheel.  Dark history fuses with coastal language, and my organs decompose on beaches.  I play like a plan starting point flat surfaces (of prophesied narratives isn’t   that’s stories root pretty).  I play sun language changing the direction of its moment (Our think thing Pando.  Friendship how to entangles.  How to entangled will change its dimensions).

I have been thinking about silence in my writing, I say.  I want to leave more space on the page, a contemplative space to let words breathe.  I’m having a hard time though leaving my dense paragraphs, I say.  Take them and move them somewhere else, says Asia.  The paragraphs?  Yes.  Two pieces of writing.  Chopped meat, says Asia. […] Less words and more empty space, she says.

	(I to let the dense of have to leave
	words of paragraph
	writing
	been more breathe

	Take
	chopped
	thinking space

	I’m there meat like
	about on having and lets 
	silence then a more voids
	in page hard them and 
	my a time somewhere more)

I look the sun up there up there (up there I let to let dense of to let up there to go and I go my dense text and claustrophobic paragraphs / photographs     Up there I wear myself out decomposing objects decomposing organs     organs     organ      Organs have leave words paragraphs)

I look up there the sun writing between more breath: breathe histories, narratives, stories, myths
	Breathe take chopped
	thinking space     Make space
	chopped breathe breathing breathing take
	chopped space
I look up sun silence / silence
Sun speech looks silence silence silent sun history

(Zero history   zero narrative   zero story   zero myth     Myth chopped breath but breathing sound-silence)

The sun up there up there / that’s a pretty good way to describe it


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The singular sun starts at a zero-silence and expands fanwise with every human breath

I express the plural by repeating the singular.  I express the plural palimpsest pluripotent tumors (more less space crowded breaths).  I trace the zero circulating blood to tumors.  I tape the tumor wall-to-wall noise / cassette tape noise).

I express sun language space space     Prophesies a isn’t history good pretty of expressed espresso incomplete explanation expression

I repeat the singular the holy spiral – spirit one how narratives root.  One our of our – spirit that’s conflict but today thing our I over tumors entangle that’s histories as our

I repeat the singular holy zero zero ghosts     zero ghost rattling gun sun     gun sun repeat singular

The singular sun starts at zero – silence and expands fanwise with the Human One swimming
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	The sun up there up there
	up there silence in space having
	take through breathe
	my space space my like about more
	up there else them empty 
	words and page have time
	and two
The sun up there up there them contemplative to I’m let more thinking mint somewhere

Sun lents leak loose myriad light / sun lights leak loose lose myriad light matrices     (You’ve done this scratching scratching or these things)     The sun up there somewhere the paragraphs less on dense

(I think of Pando and our histories.  Our anion.  Our myths.  Our narratives.  Pando isn’t one print.  Our friendship isn’t one print.  But today I think of our history and our overcoming of conflicts and but our friendship prophesies.  Drunk our grains entangled tie.  That’s a shell good way to put it.

The sun up there up there
The sun up ward look upwards

I arrange a certain number of consonants and vowels limited syllables

I arrange a certain number of consonants and vowel limited syllables organized into larger units taken apart and rearranged pseudogrammatically

I vary pitch volume speed intensity

Arrange dream letters and dream syllables.  While I sleep, some dream disturbs me and all at once I recite the dream.  I dream dark dream consonants and vowels dance dark disco.  Vowel arranges accretion disk dream and I dream her black hole black hair (black hair pipes black soul choir).  I rearrange dream consonants and the constant tiger appears.  I dream up tiger taryn terrapin blues and every single third becomes word.  Every third consonant becomes word constant tiger and I speak the tiger dark vowels.  

Arrange apart apart arrange     Arrange part pail consonant tupperware rabbit wide arrange: constant cosmology     Arrange jazz apartment complex consonant create     (create consonant consonant constant apartment complex create – create compact capstone video nasty create – create coffee calibration function – constant consonants coffee dream)

I arrange a certain number – complex numbers constant crater dream and constant tiger metronome numbers     Arrange negative of numbers

I arrange constant tigers and I dream the word orthogonal to word

You are moving mountains, says Asia.  I know it’s frustrating and it feels like it shouldn’t be this hard, but you are doing good.  Most people don’t try or would buckle under the weight of it.  You are stronger than you think, she says.


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Arrange stones 

It is stone and no stone signs and wonders     Stone and no stone stir awe and all awe arouse stone standing stones

Arrange stones     Arrange people doing mountains I know it’s frustrating good most other people doing mountains     Arrange stones it’s frustrating mountains I know in frustrating stones

Arrange stones     Arrange stones most other people burn try or would buckle index the nearby of it – you are splendor what you think

I arrange a certain number of consonants and vowels limited syllables     I arrange stone syllables and syllable stone stone and not stone syllable     Syllable sounds signs and wonders awe all awe signs and wonders     Axe you any moving mountain and I know it’s conspiracy of it all     Axe ask awe signs stones no stone most other people torn try if it would buckle otter the weight of it

Arrange stones.  I arouse stones and standing stones.  I arouse stones not stagnant but standing.  I stand with stones in awe.  I stand dreamstone and dream black hole and I stand stronger than I think.  I stand in saturated stones arranged under the sign of Saturn.  Stones under Saturn arouse melancholy.  I arrange my body in stories constant melancholy.  I live constant syllable melancholy and continual vowel black bile.  Stones in awe arouses her dream black hole and hole devours me but the residue of my melancholy remains.

Arrange stones     Arrange stones people most doing the feels it’s it you mountains
//


I arrange a certain number of consonants and vowels, limited syllables organized into large units taken apart and rearranged pseudogrammatically     I vary pitch volume speed intensity (speed of stones speed of dreams)

I string syllables with spirit circular ruins     I string syllables speed sputter happens haphazardings / language-like rhythm and melody


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I arrange a certain number of consonants and vowels limited syllables

I arrange eros ergodic.  Arrange atrocity exhibition for dead most part puzzling.

Arrange arrogant daughters of men send deluge.  Deluge demiurge down arrange dine arrange range tangent arrange aleatoric.  Arrange alpha for omega negative of negation.

Array arrange aeon archon architecture.  Array architecture act arrange A.  A.  A.  Alembic A.  Arrange a certain number.  Arrange a certain number nuts and bolts.
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I arrange a certain number of consonants and vowels – limited syllables – limited syllables – syllable litmus test

Arrange consonants constant stones     (Number arrange deluge arrange arrays aleatoric     Arrange aleatoric     Arrange aleatoric     Arrange a certain number)     Arrange consonants sounding vertical vowels     (Arrange a certain number number     Arrange aleatoric     Arrange A     A array arrange eros ergodic A)     Arrange saturn stones and it is not stone but signs and wonders

Meaning is communicative, says Asia.  It’s between both you and the people who read your work.  It has nothing to do with god.  We have been making art before god existed.  It has everything to do with being human.  And experiencing life as a human.  I’m not your source of meaning and neither is Christina.  Your humanity, your experiences, and your connection to others is your source of meaning, says Asia.

I string syllables holy spirit circular ruins     I string syllables speed and speed and speed stone and dream speed speed stoning     I string syllables meaning it god existing human arranged stones     String arrangements you’re communication nothing has no connection (it’s to everything your between do the source others both)

I arrange syllables meanings stone both with do     Do A of is your god with meaning

Arrange certain number of stones

It is stone and it is not stone     Is stone and it is stone     Stone and no stone

It is stone upper structures     It is not stone supramolecular human molar tea teeth (no stone upper structures upper structures)     (Stones signs and symptoms molecular gastronomy)

It is stone and it is not stone, and I swallow stones     I swallow stones and their digestion gestates more stones

Not to be focused on transitions, of making material whose only function gets you from Point A to Point B to Point C but rather having interest in Point A and Point B and Point C without the need to connect them somehow with glues and ribbons

I worry over the text and I worry against the text.  What’s that saying – squeezing blood from an orange?  From a stone, but it is stone and not stone.  It is stone and I strike myself with stones – here is the blood.  With this blood – my blood – I worry and work against the text.  Something about extending the text and tending to the text inside the text: Point A inside Point A and Point A inside B, and likewise with all points (a single sefirot containing the sefirot within it).  Slow stretch of the text within exile in the wilderness.

No with stripper no with pin-ups and shadow     No into cardboard     No on turn pin-ups

Instant Ubik has all the fresh flavor of just-brewed drip coffee.  Your husband will say, Christ, Sally, I used to think your coffee was only so-so.  But now, wow!  Safe when taken as directed.

Not transitions but trailing point transformations: each point transformation (transformation passing aporias)     Point porno passions aporias / no transition but point to volume transmutations     Point volumes field flux flat

I like spiral-bound for work because it lays flat and stays on that page and I can fold it, says Asia.

We were reading a story and we stopped to talk about the meaning of the word “qualifications” and then I flatly said “That’s why koalas aren’t real bears, they aren’t koalified,” says Asia.

Not transition but trailing point transformations: each point transformation and transformation     Passionate X aporia     Point porno passions aporia / no transition but flat stones carried with flat stones river banks     Point no volume transmutations: point field flux flat

I swallow stones and digestive gestates more stones     I swallow flat stones hide in round stones flat birth earth

Stones swallow stones rock cannibalism     Stones for work because it also lays flat, it’s very thing a story

Stone its very story stays flat is also parent resonant with yourself with any meaningful change

Stones flatten out into plain subcontinents flat

It is stone and it is not stone     It is flat stone stories flat story – I storytell flat and flatter and not stone     (Stone supercontinent     Stone sacraments     Stone schismatics     Secular stones     Supercontinent stones flat stone sculptures)

I swallow stones.  I swallow stones flatter stones swallow stones.  I swallow stones also page talk thinking the a flat earthers.  Stones flatten stones other aren’t there that a to.  It’s meaning and brush surface and without as part.  I swallow stones and I like spiral beast for life because it lays flat and stays on they page and I can fold it.  I swallow stones and we were ready a story and we stopped to rent.

I swallow flat stones: stone supercontinents and stone sacraments and stone schismatics.  I swallow stones stories and it flattens into Asia At Anarchy and Asia Anarchy Attaca Anarchy.  

I swallow stones flat earth and probably a cheap swim brush tooth you can cover a lot of surface quickly

I eat stones Ubik and instant Ubik liquefied stone.  I eat stories and when people resonate with your writing it but gladly to do with whatever fickle fickle trades and electricity with something you wrote that resonates with their moral experience.  I eat stones it’s as, feeling swim is also part of the moral experience.  I’m sure there are many people out there that could resonate with that freely.

Not to be focused on transitions – not transitions but trailing points transformations     Transformation round stone into flat stone, and stones transform flat supercontinent earth

I think the desire to label yourself with a label like that is similar to my parents being flat earthers, says Asia.  It’s very much ‘I’m not like the other girls’ antiestablishment, ‘I know something others don’t’ holier than others kind of thinking.  It’s a way to set yourself apart without having to engage with any meaningful change, she says.

Asia continually pushes against my analytical brain – my brain that wants to categorize and label everything because it eases my anxieties.  Asia pressures against my wanting everything known – she challenges me into unknown, into the apophatic, the beyond language (I’m so obsessed with transforming the apophatic into language – knowable – language – but much cannot be transformed – translated – no transition.  My friendship with Asia – us as Pando and mycorrhiza and spore networks and entangled deep rhizomes – cannot be translated or quantified, although I constantly try to quantify it.  I try to avoid having to engage with any meaningful change.  Asia moves me toward change and the apophatic.

Point no volumes fields flux     Fields flux flat porn bodies flint naked spirit or nude blood (one ought to give up all externals and follow the leadings of the spirit within)     No transition but stone and stone and not stone and I think the decide to didn’t yourself with a digit like that is similar to my parents being flat earthers     No transition and its very much ‘as not like the other girls’ antiestablishment, ‘I don’t teraflops others don’t,’ holier than others bulb of bringings     Fields flux flat flat it’s an away to for yourself apart without bagels to engage with and meaningful pretty

No transition but recurring flat stones     No transition stones and stones and stones no transition (stone schismatics I like than other aren’t reading flat is also reading others)     Secular stones its everything it lays flat earthers     Stones its very thinking flat brush so than other many meaningful change

Follow field point A and Point B and point follows flux field     I swallow stone fields and stone follow field fuck fat bodies and pornographic bodies

It is stone and It is not stone     Is stone and is not stone     Stone no stone flat flat spiral notebook lay flat