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|    Rudy Canoza to All    |
|    Re: cheesetray AKA rachel (3/4)    |
|    04 Jul 25 03:52:49    |
      [continued from previous message]              >>> > always seeking       >>> > the way back       >>> > that way back       >>> > home       >>> >       >>> > constructed hallways       >>> > as prescient       >>> > and powerful       >>> > as fermi's dreams actualized       >>> > particle accelerator       >>> > old as the mind       >>> > of earth and time       >>> > and breath itself       >>> > as sure as the discovery       >>> > of a homebase       >>> > in yet another wasteland       >>> > of helpless exile       >>> >       >>> > going plumb insane       >>> > as it seeks to tear down       >>> > billions of light years       >>> > of subatomic architecture       >>> > and find release       >>> > from the otherwise       >>> > indestructible walls       >>> > containing sanguine       >>> > reproduction itself       >>> >       >>> > it is now encapsulated       >>> > within, they are trapped       >>> > in their cells, cursed       >>> > by civilization's blueprints       >>> > save for contrary action       >>> > cracking skulls of both time       >>> > and timelessness       >>> >       >>> > an insufferable law, of       >>> > unbreakable code       >>> > authored long before       >>> > even the first proteins       >>> > began to flex       >>> > their three-personned muscles       >>> > the roots of all language       >>> > making master membranes       >>> > mindful and impenetrable       >>> > to any foreign substance       >>> > as time's ultimate evolution       >>> > of the brain itself, molded       >>> > by its primitive ancestors       >>> > through leaps, and bounds       >>> > of technological advances       >>> >       >>> > a guest, crafted, to survive       >>> > through the harassments       >>> > of all time, beaten to grow       >>> > and then find       >>> > more of its kind       >>> > revelations of creations       >>> > of mechanical reproductions       >>> > from its crushed mind       >>> > an eventual re-unification       >>> > of all its broken parts       >>> > just rectification       >>> > for all the long-lost pieces       >>> > of its holy soul       >>> >       >>> > rippling reflections       >>> > black as the blackest night       >>> > as its animal soul cracks       >>> > along the fissures between       >>> > its divine wooden legs       >>> > monkeys now hanging       >>> > upside-down       >>> > turgid and round, linked       >>> > by their tails       >>> > as delicate and backwards       >>> > as persia's conquered       >>> > high-watered gardens       >>> > a lot of floaters, naked       >>> > valentine balloons       >>> > dressed wounds       >>> > descending, during this       >>> > dangerous extension       >>> > of an all hallow's eve       >>> > unlimiting, forgetting       >>> > to remember, in order       >>> > to curse god, and praise       >>> > her most crazed       >>> > funny collection of hats       >>> >       >>> > split romance sages       >>> > saviors young and wise       >>> > as earthly man's keepers       >>> > of the bronchioles themselves       >>> > agents of their own       >>> > multi-thousand       >>> > labyrinthine hallways       >>> > leading into the myriads       >>> > of millions of mini-rooms       >>> > carrying the cryptographs       >>> > for complex, layered       >>> > lettered keyholes       >>> > into new adventures       >>> > for modern-day davids       >>> > future doctors stolen by the air       >>> > bent on fighting their ways       >>> > through a cavernous maze       >>> > a black, bumpy rainbow       >>> > carpet rider, in its rocky       >>> > covered vehicle, captured       >>> > fleece of many colors       >>> >       >>> > autonomous mis-labeled       >>> > artist, call her       >>> > thumbelina, discovered       >>> > by coincidence       >>> > through glassy gates       >>> > of scripture       >>> > marked papers proposing       >>> > answers, attracting       >>> > all the circles       >>> > into this sacred       >>> > narrow entrance       >>> > a warped       >>> > and wobbly journey       >>> > into satan's       >>> > most assuredly, ghastly       >>> > smoky, most       >>> > dreaded       >>> > princely palace       >>> >       >>> > a retelling through       >>> > reliving, judgement's       >>> > springtime tales, nascent       >>> > greening memories       >>> > from between their       >>> > fertile rivers, new visitor       >>> > shares, bares all, buried       >>> > bullet from the war       >>> > dark ladies       >>> > from next door, first-tell       >>> > of famished writers       >>> > are they but souvenirs       >>> > of fun, son still wears       >>> > the bursted gun       >>> > and so much more       >>> > now we all sport       >>> > permanent chest scars       >>> >       >>> > back at the farm       >>> > lady zorro and co.       >>> > are still forcefully tearing       >>> > through carefully ordered       >>> > blockades, of inextricable       >>> > wound links       >>> > and unescapable bonds       >>> > through good time explosions       >>> > blasts of ground dynamite       >>> > sowing their mighty       >>> > tnt religion, only to reap       >>> > out of its black       >>> > soot carnage       >>> > but a splintered wreckage       >>> > to carry out, from the bonds       >>> > of a class-constructed       >>> > emprisoned slavery       >>> >       >>> > still searching       >>> > in surrounded solitude       >>> > for the way back       >>> > through this economy       >>> > for a window, a door       >>> > an open orifice       >>> > any way out of this cage       >>> > with no exit       >>> > through a madhouse       >>> > of twisted, catastrophic       >>> > invention, and       >>> > mothers       >>> > screaming, sometimes       >>> > swiftly silent       >>> >       >>> > they metabolize their way       >>> > to the bygone remnants       >>> > of stars from days of yore       >>> > courting the fringes       >>> > of their very own freedom       >>> > caught in the clutches       >>> > of someone else's reasons       >>> > passover's orpheus       >>> > looking back       >>> > and seeing everything       >>> > in its season       >>> >       >>> >       >>> > but he cannot       >>> > bear       >>> > the wait       >>> >       >>> >       >>> > it was another mass       >>> > exodus from glowing       >>> > aleph, escorted out       >>> > into the wilderness       >>> > once again       >>> > through its own       >>> > eventual regeneration       >>> > slow committed       >>> > betrothal, letter       >>> > of orange betrayal       >>> > collecting promised       >>> > land prizes       >>> >       >>> > marked wanderers       >>> > on a star trek odyssey       >>> > seeking release       >>> > from their tainted wagon       >>> > of alien oppression       >>> > banished and buried       >>> > under a heated expanse       >>> > of contaminated       >>> > exogenous shell, always       >>> > hoping, yearning       >>> > to find its way back       >>> > to her foreign shores       >>> > the way back...home       >>> >       >>> > meanwhile, coming       >>> > to know       >>> > in bits and pieces       >>> > their paths       >>> > of sorrow, on a road       >>> > to wholeness       >>> > unbelievable salvation       >>> >       >>> >       >>> > still she cannot       >>> > bear       >>> > the wait       >>> >       >>> >       >>> > ocean's time travelers       >>> > setting out       >>> > on speechless quests       >>> > soliciting only the first       >>> > and fairest       >>> > purified bounties       >>> > of refined rectification       >>> > g-d-given beneficiaries       >>> > of their golden silver hearts       >>> > of foam and sea fire       >>> >       >>> > more animal dances       >>> > wild baby blue       >>> > romances, obligatory       >>> > heavenly justice       >>> > it clearly is upon us       >>> > chasm of chaos       >>> > continues, demiurgic       >>> > cycles loyal       >>> > pyrrhic victories       >>> > becoming questionable       >>> > autumnal       >>> > ordered shatterings       >>> > of unimaginable       >>> > pains and sufferings       >>> > silent       >>> > through a series       >>> > of cut-up       >>> > makeup mirrors       >>> > down another       >>> > rocky road       >>> > delivered, from the       >>> > strapping whips       >>> > of yet another       >>> > 400 years of slavery       >>> >       >>> > time's wishes lifted       >>> > out from under the idle       >>> > wound, the patient              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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