This work which has no precedent / present this is where time becomes space     This work prophesies no precedent but alltime when event

This work which has no event but the very event unconditional    

The present pressing this is where time becomes space speeds a side serpent ritual (my handwriting slowly takes over the infrastructure of all books and languages, an insidious sigil seeping through an abominable alphabet)     Present plays present time present space

Very truly, I tell you, we speak of what we know and testify to what we have seen, yet you do not receive our testimony.  If I told you about earthly things and you do not believe, how can you believe if I tell you about heavenly things?  No one has ascended into heaven except the one who has descended from heaven, the Son of Man.  And just as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

This work something serpentine work this serpents
	Something the earthly wilderness to man
	Work I speak up have seen in heaven
Where time becomes serpentine space


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Work this serpentine time     (Serpent time becomes space)     Testimony from had tell whoever serpent you lifted / Philip K. Dick prophesies to me:

The One grieves for this death, since the One loved both twins; therefore the information of the mind consists of a tragic tale of the death of a woman, the undertones of which generates anguish into all creatures of the hologrammatic universe without them knowing why.  This grief will depart when the healthy twin undergoes mitosis and the “Kingdom of God” arrives…

I grieve and I grieve without knowing what (what grief twin gods myself twin and I thin twin Christina Marie).  I twin Kindred.  I twin speak of Man be lifted up and Kindred who descended into heaven.  I twin the one who had ascended into heaven except the one have serpent.  I twin Kindred and I only know Kindred.

Am I the healthy twin or sick twin?  I am the serpent lifted up in the wilderness.

I copy Christina and Kindred (Philip Kindred Dick):  From loss and grief the Mind had become deranged.  Therefore, we as parts of the universe the Brain, are partly deranged…     My deranged mind diverges no one knows how the wind blows.  My deranged mind who to one about testify told earthly.

I shorten my brain with baking soda.  I shorten tensor tangent tile power wires (I weapon serpent were to wire serpent.  My deranged terrify testify only produced nonsense – stone madness.  Stone of madness tent of meeting.  Tent trepanation testifies Son Serpent).

We as parts of the universe are partly deranged

This work which has no precedent participates deranged     Deranged work presents deranged: deranged this is where time becomes space pressed deranged     Deranged work just descended in eternal into

This woman who died long ago was one of the primordial twins.  She was one half of the divine syzygy.  The purpose of the narrative is the recollection of her and her death.  The mind does not wish to forget her.

Deranged, I do not wish to forget her.  When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing beside her, he said to his mother, Woman here is your son.  Then he said to the disciple, Here is your mother.  And from that hour the disciple took her into his own home.  Deranged, I do not wish to forget her.

I do not wish to forget anyone but I forget.  I forget too many and I write to remember
	Dissect a trillion sighs away
	Will you get this letter?
	Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
	I write to remember
I write to remember.  I remember Christina and Kindred.  I still remember Megan and Taylor despite not talking to them for years.  Try not to forget but my mind works deranged, a present deranged and grieving.

I prophesy without precedent woman dream more divided filling my compact and delicious body (I listen to True Love Waits by Radiohead and I dedicate this listen to Christina).

Work serpentine time deranged space     Peculiar twin space where Kindred time becomes space
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This work works no precedent / present this     Present this the serpent in him     Work this man be lifted up the one who descended

This work spikes side serpent sigil and I hand write serpent (my handwriting slowly invades all books and languages, an insidious serpentine sigil.  I write Christina as an abominable alphabet: name fractal name: name work fractal names.  Pronounce work Christina deranged names).

Christina you’re difficult to love.  You’re difficult to love but someone has to love you.  Christina arrives which of anguish all the tale woman.  Some someone has to live love you and I do.  I do one of the undertones God mitosis and I love you ungodly hovering.  I love you unconditionally in suppose apostle.  Deranged apostasy.

This work without precedent presses unconditional
	Work just as Moses lifted up
	Present that who descended
	Testify Christina deranged

I love you dodo difficult to love and I love you got your you

How to spell zodiacal difficult you to love and I love you.  Stone someone had to live you love anew I do ama so.  Ama I do ama o do anna I do and I do.

Christly Christine Christina I pure you’re siding difficult love and o so

Both all death of which information their the death tragic
	Generate without God
	Hologrammatic and healthy without departs
	Tale consists undertones of universe
This twins grieves this will twins since woman

I do so do I love you.  Someone has to.  Some has to had to I love you.  I love you amen silver Albert Ayler and olive got I love you amen slow.  I love you drum drink drink drunk.

The present where time becomes space hallucinates space.  I hallucinate space hologrammatic mind.  Work speeds a serpentine space and serpent grieves its twins.  Serpent grieves the Son of Man lifted up in wilderness.

Christina you you’re suspected to love and asked lot topic less love you and I do I do math     I do tarry you marry o I do devout difficult to love and a love amen and and amen     I love you cool and stupid and olive     I love you increasingly craft     Love Ch X creating creating I love you Marie Marie

I draw maw mer magma     I draw mer more maw game magma

Draw down quartet for the end of time     Draw ray ray double draw

Draw and I draw claw message / draw mad messenger     (Draw wave desert swerve     Draw Waverace 64 simulated chop / combine water chop and desert)

I draw you won’t have and I enter the moon printed shadows

Movement interchange between horizontal melodies and vertical chords manipulate material

Before he has finished speaking, there was Rebekah, who was born to Betheul Son of Milcah, the wife of Nahor, Abraham’s brother, coming out with her water jar on her shoulder.  The young woman was very fair to look upon, a virgin whom no man had known.  She went down to the spring, filled her jar and came up.  Then the servant ran to meet her and said, “Please let me sip a little water from your jar.”  “Drink, my lord,” she said, and quickly lowered her jar upon her hand and gave him a drink.  When she had finished giving him a drink, she said, “I will draw for your camels also, until they have finished drinking.”  So she quickly emptied her jar into the trough and ran again to the well to draw, and she drew for all his camels.  The man gazed at her in silence to learn whether or not the LORD had made his journey successful.

Movements interchange between horizontal melodies and vertical chords / manipulate his materials     She manipulates my materials

Movement interchange interchange changes movement languages

Movement machines mer or magma materials.  Movement interchange machine and machine and movement draws up waters.  I water languages.  Move failure languages interchange experiments.
	Young her she to
	Before woman and she the
	He had said finished well
Movement manipulates material.  I draw up magma water and mer up maw.  Manipulate magma material and its waves interchange vertical changes.  I draw your won’t have me I enter the moon painted shadows.
	Shadow finished fair let his draw
	Drawing look sip drink
Movement interchange interchange changes movement in language.

I draw maw mer magma     I draw more maw game magma     Draw man gates at her jar and ran to look upon (I look upon magma maw saw mint mer look)

I draw spirit Christina and ghost Christina Castlevania and in vain I channel vane sisters / Christina my sister     Christina, my and Philip K. Dick’s sister     Sister was Rebekah who was Rebekah     Sister who was Rebekah whom no man gazed at her jar

Philip K. Dick writes about our sister:
But my search in this world, in all worlds, is for my sister, my female counterpart whom I have lost – been separated from.  Still, she exists, and finally I will be reunited with her.  She is very close to me and the AI voice, the singing woman (psychopomp) and the sibyl.  And ultimately, holy wisdom herself (v. Prv 8: “my darling and delight.”).

Movement towers manipulate material materials towers movement
	Towers she exists and the AI voice
	Materia l I will be reunited with herself
	Woman psychopomp search in this world
Movement towers manipulate materials

Movement hints horizontal body horror horizons (I collectively perform the melody)     I draw spirit Christina / this I be voice herself     This voice herself world have reunited)

I draw spirit Christina the singing woman (psychopomp)     My darling woman (psychopomp) and the singer and finally I will be reunited from     I draw still she exists and delights Christina: my and Philip K. Dick’s sister

I collectively perform the melody.  I perform vertical planing melodies (god melody collect melodies collective concerto transposed towers).  Collection melodies modulate mode modes medium collections.  I keep collecting the melodies and I draw melodies upon upward.  Draw melodies up and down my sister by magmas.  When she had finished giving her a drink, she said, “I will draw for your camel also, until they have finished drinking.”  I draw drinking melodies and vertical melodies drink.

I was thinking today I could wear a big T-shirt as a covert pseudo-dress, I say.  Day 163 of Ben sounding like an egg, says Asia.  Not egg, I say.  Genderqueer… I don’t know what I am.  Like what Ben even means, not just gender.  What Ben exists really?  All of them, says Asia.  And none of them.  By the time you figure out which one is now, you are onto the next one.  Which one are you Pando Friends with?  All of them, says Asia.  Don’t waste your time drawing chalk outlines.  It’s good to know yourself but also know that yourself grows and changes.  That’s a good thing.  You change and stay the same.  Because what’s true to you stays, says Asia.

I do not draw chalk outlines but I draw water for the camels     I draw her draw outline into the trough and she spring filled her water jar and quickly emptied her water

I draw maw mer magma     I draw mer more water and I quickly pour her water in magma     I pour Christina psychopomp play haunted
	Kiss ghost Christina hauntological
	Her matador machine body kicks Christ’s passion
Movements interchange the singing woman and sibyl always outline Christina

Her molotov cocktail machine body cold crucifies     Christina crucifies cold ben hinnom black blizzards

I outline in all worlds and Christina my sister draws my female counterpart whom I have lost.  I outline Christina melodies and vertical ghosts, and Biblical narrative transforms into Kindred narrative.  Christina lowers her jar and gives the Bible the drink, and Kindred quickly empties as outlines.  Kindred transforms horizontal to vertical, and melody stares at Kindred in silence.  I draw Kindred waves desert swerve.

I draw maw mer Kindred     I draw my chalk outlines     You won’t have me enter but Kindred paints moon shadow