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lirik lagu preferential treatment – simcard stylegan

[0, rose replacer]
[unintelligible]

i [william leonard]
subnautical boil of blood
in the manner of architecture
convex sinkhole of bone and construction material when grappling with pillagers and plate tectonics
looks direly exchanged
one unspectacular moment when you may find yourself in hypothermic delirium
rewild brutaly molded high*rises
cracks in the flooring and in the littlest grottoes of chips in the walls
bird*songs are a dialect
caprice girls maximus
short*charged information scan
evil lock & key sawdust mime
waste*powder rust*orange
beheadеd lying in state
i rise continuously from my grave
vеrtical shrubbery is insulated with hydroponic feed
arsonist, an ignition that is conducive of a stronger home
most of all had made the conscious choice to fall into a devotion
fall as rain, linger as ponds, limp as vapor, pierce the heavens in newly found integrity
it is not so much the prevention of loss, but an imposition of a barricade
a temporary exclave of some nomadic civilization
taking retreat back to the invertible amorphity of beach side sediment
elegant reparations of numeracy
sideways looks of welcome towards unsuspecting, unseeing eyes
mutagenic eyes un*blind
copper, gold, amber, amethyst, lapis lazuli and at last obsidian coloring the sunrise to sunset
found sojourning
the instrument of death leeches off the alteration of fate
in the process, it becomes the sole face of fate
negotiable, handwavable extreme
it happens all the time that the sky has gone out, that the air is poisonous, and all that can be done is to pray for rain
[ii, agate flow]
enter area with column, stone exterior
overall, neutral period if european style leaning
large garden fir and pine and marble fountains [drinking basins or bird baths?] & carved stone paths decorative bush lining
interior a dining table, three misfits of wealth are gathered
narrator retrieves bag of food while filming, flails hand around as if conductor of orchestra
sofa is displaced by matter of meters, with first push then flung into air, launched cushion landing precisely
earlier now:
face invisibly marooned, blood rushes
vein, exterior, distrust, included fl*stration & unexpressed ire
in nick of time argument is broken up by order being called, d*44
fourth letter of english alphabet, add 44, 4:44 [apparent time of creation for universe]
aa walks over and gracefully sn*tches bags, prefers not to eat inside
aa considers if to feed or not feed goia, termed by aa “the foul*mouthed beast accompanying her”

[iii, molly mondegreene]
they often say seasons occur inversely in the southern hemisphere
take my product and don’t fight it because i’m marketing to you
these things are up to my knees and made of solid leather, and i’m flexible in them
the f*cker nosedived into an underwater vortex, or maybe it was just a portal, or it was a tributary of the mariana trench
do big f*cking canyons in the sea have trenches like rivers?
the truth is, i don’t think i could ever find it in me to put a value on human life, or any life, for that matter, which is because human life has a single inventor, actually
three hundred thousand years ago, it was the devil who created humankind, not by birthing them, but by giving them an origin they’ll never get, instilling them into apes without any s*xual processes, cold and natural, which isn’t typical of the devil, apes being the ones humans call “humanoid” and immortals call “close approximations,” which then blossomed, in the style of a rafflesia, and bridged the gap of mutual understanding between neanderthal and forever*liver… somewhat
what’s interesting and what’s frustrating is that humanity reflects nothing in the devil, reflects nothing in anyone except for their own projections onto it
humanity looks like little moments in time to immortals, who are time itself
like clocks, you can incorrectly wind a human, fast or slow
the only value you can count them by is what they define, their money and their standardized units
am i to measure humanity in miles or kilometers? is that even the correct scale? astronomical units? p*rs*cs?
what’s so silly about the most mundane of natural phenomena?
i heard about putting a white cloth over your head to eat a whole f*cking bird fried
[iv, prismsec]
if sisyphus could carry the rock in his mouth, as the dog fetches the bone, it would be miserable and bring about the destitution of the mythology
the discovery of meaning amongst the inherent lack thereof would dissipate
it is too much to ask for?
imagining sisyphus as a domesticated canine who cannot bring to completion the cause and effect would incite pleading and a litany of empathic reactions of animal empathy
it is too much to ask for, indeed, to imagine a dog that can’t return to its chosen entourage with the bone clenched
this is why my climb succeeded: i thought of sisyphus as embodied by a saddened canine, in the grasp of an invisible force, unable to return to the constancy of loyalty
sickening
this was all the propulsion that could ever be required
i catch a short, but eternal visual
the present conditions, the terms and conditions, all that noise, for the k!ll
inhaling dust for long times, not severe like wildfire smoke or radiation waste pumping out from underneath the iron plate on bikini atoll, but still the venom of exposure
grill indoors, in an abandoned building
grill perched on broken beer glass and stray cigarettes
generator looks like a yellow rc tank with no barrel
spikes on the armrests
spikes under your ass
not the architecture of relieved loneliness, belonging*on*your*own*terms, in*society*but*not*blueprinted*into*it
more like the architecture of bringing life to point nemo
satellite graveyard goldfish tank
the transfer of lines and dashes in a people*shape to moving, breathing people, composed of dozens of contours, punctures, scars, pores, orifices, devices of sensing, dried droplets of blood, dried to a tar, spread on the upside of a palm for divination
a nazar is tied to a windchime, and a wind blows, metallic twinkle
you put the nazar on top of things that can be seen with jealousy
the evil eye rides status items on horseback
i’ve secured status

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