Monday, May 26, 2008

Melt

Liquify all cyclists and we might have the gumption to run our lives for a couple of more days.

I will be part of what takes all this apart and not just a functioning organism. My nerve has no organic retrograde delusions. The fallen synapse map will etch a ghost of consequence to polarize the trees, spores and fungus into generating a yet unimagined oblivion. Taking the universal fluxus forward daily through so much more than this miasmal meandering into predictable malleable moments, tired discourse and direction. 

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