Colonist Coincidence Ladders

Colonist Coincidence Ladders

There are different kinds of colonists. One goes down to the sea in ships, but they are not of one mind about anything, even the element of water, which they take as spiritual in the aqueous electronic entrainment. So is water, water, or air? And does it broadcast designer singularity, military re-engineered resistant viral war?

 "Colonization by subjects of all lands, said Dr. Philip Raven, “will demolish national boundaries and constitutions.” Massive depopulation orders by the old American Society of Human Genetics form (after Thule) the ultimate collective, a conflict that results in a third force which begins the dictations again in some chain. According to Hegel we should say that a force dictates its own opposing force which thus creates conflicts to determine desired outcomes by manipulating events, creating wars.

Of course the colonies themselves were an engineered synthesis of all this spun down to the micro in complication experiments. They knew dogs would salivate at a bell, but not that holes were cut in their cheeks to measure it. Findings tainted with sadism masked as science were the beginning of the alters when the Skinner Box failed to socialize the child., the notion being that all behavior is conditioned. The possibilities of shaping in any direction were almost endless, said Watson of human engineering.

Real School

Manipulated positive and negative states such as ebola, disease and cure, force synthesis, in this case being experimentation without protocol on control groups of humans. To what end? That  the worker bee learned to obey and to follow orders, and cut holes in the cheeks of dogs, turn in suspicions, suppress fear of  the voice of consciousness except that of the illumined Realschulen, volkschul. Teaching became a dialectic, giving and withholding stimuli to produce and  prevent responses. Thus animals in puzzle boxes and air cribs broke the link between print and the mind so freedom of speech didn't matter, nobody could or would read except the 1% already illuminized at higher levels. T

he defects of individuality were removed, to be replaced by *Societry, meaning induced infancy, controlled chaos fostered by the invisible college operating on ground levels of command psychiatrists whose aim was to expand production of group oriented personalities after destroying individual personal beliefs with so called dissonance. This was Ted K on macro, reducing the overall character by administering a series of traumas and shocks, Thesis to provoke dissociation, antithesis to result in a culture of fantasy and superstition for social turbulence always called out for Controls.

 The chief actors were all the famous intellectuals and politicians of any time. Merely plucked from the best and the brightest government advisors and cabinet members and among Nobel prize winners and book awards, human values and institutions were reshaped, various beliefs implanted after brain function was sufficiently reduced by fear, anger and excitement. The amusement focus based on spectator sports, now served the techtron eugenics and mental hygiene of the Order. Personal sensory experience of coming generations was provided by hypnotically programmed agents and activists and the induction of multi personalities.

Psychopatsier

The induction of multiples by these processes was always cited as a development of the desire to search for truth, meaning of course in code,  the electronic dissolution of memory. All *psychopatsier embraced reduction of the rear occipital of the left lobe of the brain, ingesting various substances, floride to cause tooth decay, aluminum, barium, breezium. Slowly poisoned and narcotized brain areas make more submissive the will of the governed. Completing the neutralization by cathartic expulsion of thoughts and feelings, narcohypnotic techniques aided exploitable alterations of the personality as a means of conditioning guaranteed selected amnesia. The brain could not remember, and it kept no record of the past, what it was the day before, a kind of bulbocapnine to induce stupor. Additions to the water supply, spraying unknown gases, were all early experiments that patented controls before microwaves. Depatterning personality, psychic mental driving unperceived in entertainment, induced new patterns of behavior, which if any unlucky opposed were cast out.

Dulce Port

I lived on the planet myself in this period of forced synthesizes, slept naked out at Dulce Port all that time, washed in cold water among the parrots, but higher up many native families lived under platano shade and picked mountain coffee to dry over the highway like a coffee beach. I spoke their dialect of suffering one Sunday to a whole dozen of infirm but saved black ladies. On the opposite coast of hot sands winds blew through the decks on stilts. We filled a five gallon bucket with mangoes. Colonist’s houses were continually burgled because they lived in such affluence. Imagine, stealing from a colonist! A lot of these were intellectual refugees from old Europe, puppets in the discension of the alien colonies of gfovernment. That's opposite ascension, in case you wonder. New Gfovernment for old, they say. Every opposite is up when paradise is the last wish for paradise and anocular polyopy sees through the wrong end.

 Look, this is what happens in dreams anyway when a virus spread from transplanting lilies prevents concentration and the clocks break. Delirium has to bear the lights out, fingers on the wrong keys. Joints of flesh, skin can’t be touched. Then come the high figures from the Russian encampments by the sea. We press our fingers together and bow in jest, "build the one."  Light and storm give extreme utterance side by side. This empyrean by accident and birth strives with its own pitfalls like winds under cloud heaven, as victims say.

 White Haired Uncapped

An apparition of piracy troubles our sight. A white haired, uncapped samurai appears, a spirit that lies at the bottom, where feet steps between domains, visible evidence of verbs that spill across plateau and plain. Wash his feet! Wash his hands and head! Lay in the dust like a penitent and weep. We didn't get the real name. Disputation is a proof of not seeing clearly. Too late to offer existence for no existence, to say there was no existence before the beginning, no existence named before the beginning that proves existence is that fact. It has brought it to be! Name and not name bring it to be! Such intimacies belong to the dark brothers in their cups that mimic sonar human broadcast, Bodhisattvas of their condition of  time and space. These foreigners admit their linguistically disturbed fantasies of dissolved robes. In an undercurrent of microwaves, but faculties intact, after a small stroke the world spins fast, swimmers in the eye, blood pressure too high, who have no ID to pass so somebody will know if they do, but they have none.

Signatures

If it's not too much to chew on, in the late 1960's Lisitsyn reported the Soviets had broken the ‘genetic code’ of the brain to 44 digits. Of 22 frequency bands across the EM spectrum, eleven frequencies were independent. Reality engineers took this to mean that those channels could be ‘phase-locked’ to influence thought, emotion, and consciousness. Hyperspace constants became “hotter” from this activity than before. Nuclear plants on the scalar grid grew hotter. Yakuza and Aum Shinriko leased scalar interferometers from the KGB to move  heat and cold fronts, to make earthquakes, erupt volcanoes. They  made smaller, portable Yakuza weapons for strategic Bushido strikes. Russia, America, Brazil, China could imprint any disease they wanted into the cells of the body by reproducing the disease ‘signature.’ All this was reported at the time when nukes were dropped on the nodes of the gridlines. A thousand underground nuclear tests at Muroroa Atoll  made their own time-portal. But the rumors were worse. The entire jet stream was shifted at will, hot and cold spots collided over southern regions with extremes of air to induce violent thunderstorms with ‘spin,’ tornadoes. Collateral damage shows the Schumann Resonance militarized to hyperspace frequencies. “Drought, excessive rain, flood-induced, destroyed crops by severe and unseasonal weather,” a sentence Faulkner never wrote. Tesla said it would be possible to split the planet with a telegeodynamic oscillator  combining vibrations with the earth resonance: "within a few weeks, I can set the earth's crust into such a state of vibrations that it will rise and fall hundreds of feet, throwing rivers out of their beds, wrecking buildings and practically destroying civilization." No wonder his books were burned.

Gurus of this unconscious give out that myth in the world fools wisdom the way a rhododendron entangles a boy in the wilderness with its roots. The dirt floor of this firehouse nation, fire axes and mats, made Rubenda call it, Alejandro-Nabucodonosor! Image de los Estados del sur, unconscious idolatries undressed covered by a towel, beautiful in the eyes, beautiful blue and covered with pretend. When the cover comes off we receive the plain offpress of a million seductive faces, Ishtar, Isis, Lilith.

What part of the brain is activated by what frequency, frequented by this activity? The 1987 Eastlund HAARP patent said "earth's magnetic field can be decreased or disrupted at appropriate altitudes to modify or eliminate the magnetic field." HAARP slashed so many holes in the ionosphere with high frequency radio waves that Zirbes wrote: "Disruption of the earth's magnetic field will complete the damage to the planet's balance done by the nuclear blasts in the natural radiation belts above the ionosphere. Disrupting that field will be the last straw before sending earth into space, changing the internal dynamo and altering the upper atmosphere magnetic belts. Help to Planet Three: Help! has already been sent. When  the U.S. tore the magnetic field over Antarctica with atmospheric detonations, but wouldn’t give the Russians the data it gained, the Russians retaliated with nukes above the Arctic for symmetry. Gaping holes in the magnetic field over the Earth make you think of Jim Morrison. This explains the increased readings of the Book of Martyrs. It makes you want to burst into song: "Power up the grid lines, some one is slipping away," or maybe Roll out the Barrel, or Light From the Lighthouse.

The Mabinogs say they doubled the amount of sleeping gas let loose upon the world. The first and middle stages of unknowing were fruitless if not unconscious with repetition. With time and recognition there's something to edit of a continual Rapture In Progress not known when the thing is reached or when finished, an easy figure to romance another world. Nothing about the universe changes until it does. Naive faith does not explain itself any more than a current in a river or a bird. Lost is the first known. If only you could teach it they say.

The Wind

The great Wind blows through these myriad apertures All that is manifest is likened to breath blowing through a bamboo flute, the notes of Man, Earth and Heaven. The promontory, the forest trees of earth, the caves, the Hopi blowhole are like the nose, mouth and ear. The sounds that issue from them are caused by wind. So the world and its people are a bamboo flute and there are nine openings. To judge the sound requires our failing music. The dialectic sprouts large and small, given the nine openings of the body and the hundred parts. I counted them, nine affirmations and negation described by saying, "he went to today and arrived yesterday which nobody will have heard tomorrow.” Ya can't win. In the center of the affirming and denying universes dispute. Separation led to completion, then ensued dissolution of our own views on the use of things. Immortality a synonym for idiot. We give anything to restore the commonplace world where the stupid think they are awake. You were walking before, and now you have stopped. How is it that you are so without stability, the ordinary is realer than the dream, centipedes, cicadas, elk, fish, bird, mugwort, yarrow, bamboo, ailanthus, how the wind blows from the apertures spoken, otherwise dissolved into affirm and deny.

Does it seem strange to illustrate a finger is not a finger by means of a finger?  Amphibians have always dealt with land and sea in a planet of poles, like Aristarchians with that unusual glow in the ultra-violet range. Is there a function to check prophetically that an object exists, a relation said to exist when there is at least one pair of terms between which R exists - written [reverse] E!R.

Morpheus, Amorphous, no reverse, a murder of crows, an unkindness, a conspiracy, a constable covering superposition, nothing sought, ducts in a cubicle of doors, heard or not, which Nothing decided no it's not. Measured by this for either good or ill, a stretch of life beautiful, ugly, true, sick, blind and dumb, felt the effects as though they passed themselves on the street but failed to recognize. Surrounded by themselves, seen, not seen, shadows, puppets looked back at them with the same thoughts they had. Let it be said that a class is not null if it has one or more members. I was the member of this class.

Engineering

When planetary configurations affect gravity and time tunnels open in hyperspace, it's not too late to realize that the Russians knew something. That's why they wanted the patent for Bucky Fuller’s world gridlines. Moscow built a natural time portal in Afghanistan with not so different a motive as Washington’s to dig up Gilgamesh’s DNA and mutate him on the beltway. It was said of a UK intelligence agent at that time that he could get into fifteen dimensions. Hot Dog Reality engineering! has been going on. Proponents who show a balance of order and strength can easily be believed.

The waves of ruse and counter ruse are the best empirical candidates for the Mind Parasites of Colin Wilson, which, should you be unable to take it as reviewed by William Burroughs can consider the more metaphysical science and horror of John Lash's  parasites and predators as viruses of thought, which makes them all turn over  the graves of tradition upon their heads, like 19th century scholars do the origin of ancient authors, except these came, they say, from the heads of editors, are the best and brightest among us of them all, Malcolm Cowley, who wrote Kerouac, Gordon Lish who wrote Carver. If you doubt any of this take it on authority from Laura Eisenhower, great grand daughter of the president, that it is so.

If you doubt this take it on authority from authority of the president.

 But to the participants themselves, the host is ignorant because it secretes an anesthetic.

Doc

Mosquitoes in the building's shade, at a back door where old animals coat their eyes, a privacy impenetrable from the outside, cataracts of the blind, the lame, the sick, the living treated by some Doctor of the Alien. A charity complete with science, intuition and healing of the grim weight of bad condition, not especially outlined, more heavy with despair than one could possibly arrange. To a spectator this Doctor holds the hand, cuts the hair, absorbs the breast, tears, not weeping and praying within, but praising and thanking for the chance that comes out of wooden clapboard structures to be so treated and revived. So that's human and knowable if Unknown. Passion sustained because it precedes the spiritual. How things run in the lower world where bon mots make it seem madmen are holy torts, if you want to name it in one word, banks, over and over, the fun guys of Dead Souls and Diary of a Madman among the texts madmen are to read, their patriotism unquestioned. Bowden's Trinity and the decapitated decanted Galeano's Open Vein whole spiritual fabrics of the world and its gods in the Tempe Marketplace Mall. Misanthropies, sorrows, celebrate Hell fornicates in the middle of the exhibition floor, folk hold succubae in their hands waiting for them to ring.

So all the riches had evaporated when great vases of weather blew winds and rain, to lean into the scene gusts of gusty wind you could not see except as it blew up hair and filled  sleeves with air. He was leaning forward like a branch in soles; rays of dust blew out behind him, so he couldn't be heard anyway, so loud inside, when outside it was a quiet day and the sun was out, two worlds as apart as they could be

Note: Only the most sensational of these sources blink. The less provocative can easily be searched. Appeal of the sensational is obvious. Imagine it an ELF enchantment.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Colonia

 

 This too has been added in Jerusalem Ms.

 

Leviathan Gigantic

 

Such changes observed here are either an error of observation or result of seasonal change. A sapling catches fire, hisses, drips and spits before it is dry trunk. A thorn bush goes up in whoosh, visible combined with invisible. Archuleta is a case in point, which did not possess the land only to itself. At least five caves honeycombed the region, and plenty of others were visible from the peaks, a magnificence waiting to be discovered.

 

Press accounts, diaries, opinions, scientific explanations for all these exist and can be read, but are they exogenous events unrelated? There is nothing like the awareness and sensation of a 9 year old boy on his own who remembers it so long that eventually he  can trace the events to coincide, correlate with each other. The operations that justify the time before and the time after these experiences are not to be had. The events of the coal, the creek, the railroad, the dark day, the snow might be considered forces, givens that they just appeared and were separate from the degraded choices that followed them, separate from but contained in the time. From these givens the five year old emerges in a greater environment as aftermath that had not much changed since development was curtailed by all the undermined coal seams. But wait. Again in a decade the railroad will be gone, completely by the 90’s with its switching yard, the Korean war and the dark day will be gone, leaving behind only a visit with an army ranger across the street who celebrates his manhood but leaves hanging the question that fell from the sky on the boy the next year that he did not ever want to kill

 

I caught sight of several who kept their heads and even their chests above the tide of transverberation where the eye and the wave meet together. Simple rectilinear, curvilinear pi, the mind sees, not the eye.

 

The island produces several vegetations per year with different appearances whose aspects vary over years. A twig coming from this plant could simulate this shift.

 

 

 

You must not grudge to find the same soul in leviathan or in behemoth, since they divide the world into land beast and water beast whose gigantic size are as if a world to themselves. A herd of Texas behemoth in the uplands, like Nazi auroch transplants, escaped big game ranches. These are often spotted and browned, but have so trampled the earth into mine tailings, shreds and shards of rock and dirt that one wonders what they eat at all. However, they go up into the thousand mountains to forage trees. There are no natural enemies there unless you count peremptory lightning strikes. It is said they do not breed, there being only one and that it waits to meet its mate in leviathan. Such joining of male and female, land and sea, is more than Greek fantasy, but this does not account for the massed hulks that look like landslides. Living higher up the lightening strikes are more frequent, keeping the population down, if one can speak of managing behemoth. But the polyploided escapes from labs also included rats as big as cars, coyotes as big as parking garages, or at least that was believed in the cities below.

Colonists lounge along the water with their  backs to the land and gaze out to obtain a sighting. Too new upon the land to even carry succubi in their hands, eyes open on keypads while their ears hear the roar, they wait in the smell of salt for leviathan. The jetties of Dulce Port are crowded with reveries. Think that sculptors and the piscine shapes of women know what goes? What’s the cause of simplicity? Ocean Inhaesio. Extasis.

 

 Leviathan trades there in Mardi Gra masks. They build their huts like him as a house. Serpentine mansions and houses have tunnels beneath. At least for the rich their idea of life can be complete. The poor make do with huts. It's one thing to polyploid a cow three times life size, bigger than a Mack truck, it's another to tetraploy an elephant. If leviathan has a greater following than behemoth, those who wear his spectacles, make necklaces out of scales scattered like shark teeth over beaches, suggest also political types. As if a mouse could climb through an elephant's trunk to gnaw its brain, a whole country undermined by the sinewy proboscis of leviathan. Only connect, connect, connect.

Their Project Loon foresaw fleets of high altitude sex balloons bouncing 3G signals from the stratosphere to the most remote regions. swarms of drones and LEO satellites  imporned the same function. More good program to enlighten the poor.

 

The standoff of distortion and convention collaborating  is as good an idea of self similarity as we can show. Old Town has a marine museum where a thousand springs flow into this lake of thought. There reason covers her breasts.

 

 I point to the arch center of the Quandarists, the rearranged curves and planes of lines of Picadors on the verge. People against nature, Rhetors against Neptune, beds of Querist hothouses, nature is innocent compared. Flames and reactions make beautiful acceptance of infierni. Down at the dock they get in and  drift from shore. After a while the evening news, the weather is unfamiliar. The way things go, none believable, the land itself is fabricate. The boat moves further to the outreach of history in the aquarium humane. Submerged ruins intersperse with dreams, voyages make strange and vivid optics of waking slumber, unconscious from the ground.

 

 

The king over these children of pride has sperm dress up like him. Their readiness disposes such work.  All other parts could be tamed. Whether Luther or Mamet, prisoner of flesh; as serpents gripe and break the conduit of hot petcock, far from hiding from sight the soul that moves under land and sea, remember that lascivious banquet there served! which leaves behemoth Apatosaurus or Argentinosaurus to drink up a river, snort Jordan up its nose; and whether Beo-relic takes leviathan withal, nose piercing snares within those ribs where dolphins swim, the mighty body to fall in a day, there Gabriel instructions, not Mohammet's, give orders. For there the sun has seven times parched the foam which falls from its breasts to the whitened shore.

 

In case you don't know about the mice in these parts, their only saving is their great size which seemed to prevent much breeding. The relative pygmies of Levi Town rely on Lev to protect them from these as well.  These were the ones who sat in their meeting houses singing, "high above, high above, we know we are Christians by our love," which was the height of their capacity to think through the situation where they found themselves, to effect survival in the gigantic world. But to be realistic, the  invocation of those flying menaces consumed the remains of both awestruck behemoths and the Lev, one above, the other was below the ground.

 

Liberty in this way showed its absence. Creatures in a river feel no sides who swim lev blubber. Swimming in leviathan that swims in a river that swims in a sea. States and individuals swim in opposite directions without knowing. Those within author together  the nation cult, which evolving social state invented the universe. It just wants to help it rule. So civilization (zivilization) said that the universe needed to be the ultimate term.

 

Ship channels dug into rivers like the Hudson enable Lev's passage further and further inland. Indeed some covert arrangement exists between the channel masters of  Leviathan and Co and the fish itself -- why not call it a fish or reptile, or some sort-- it cooperates with the dredging to continue the progress, to jet up and down rivers, zoom through glacial canyons out to sea, weird weathers of mist and mellow fruitfulness inland on both sides. This churning happens as they race, for surely there is more than one, else how do they breed, but leave that to the entomologists.

 

To call them these rivers canali is a faux pas left over from the planned obsolescence of  the flat world,  mistaking rivers for canals, spheroid for plane. Something as if Gilgamesh were the name of a airport on the Euphrates Beltway where people dug tracks and underground trains in their temples to convince themselves theirs was a perfect world. These tracks, seen when taken apart, are not seen, for this they did not do. Every effort is made to conceal the one celled Mammon-Oranus, that  huge intestine of money. Media governed these Secret primitive nerves, for Mammon’s gut had a brain stimulating the tribes with “wow pulses.” Multilayered in a newfound *Stockholm-Munchhausen mosaic, tribes caught between the  coasts of the present-day fabulous and  history digest money, excrete money, that displaces other processes of being. After exposure the Secret mind can produce these impulses on its own which gurgle up fully spoken in words.

 

 

There are many ways to offend those who have not seen the cracks radiating from centers of implosion, fissures like Tycho in the Moon, colony craterlets, orbits of  phyllotaxis, divergences as perceptible as the shape that Ohio once was, or became before descent into craterlets and crossings seen in the meeting-places of more than one canal.

The only exception to these dives below the surface of harbors seeking contact, soft kill, slow kill, silent kill of the perfect beast to cull the herd, synthetic telepathy, psi tech, smirnoff patent, programmable black metal, and clams and oysters for delicacies,  leviathan is never seen by its devotees and invitees who are all the more inventive to make their costumes on Lev Day. They Snake Dance through the streets and practice frenzies as if it were not enough to live in leviathan homes and wear leviathan clothes, or worship the snakery they have not seen, well rarely.

 

 

 

Believe that and read the Great Wall as a kiln opening that asks, what is the seventh seal? I hate to spoil the ending. Round as an apple, deep as a cup. The most peculiar case is the Ulysses, the other face of Judecca, of strange riddles in steady air, that put to rest natural causation. The regularity of the caves, uniform width, their systematic radiation exceeds any ordinary natural contrivance. What they are not helps to decipher what they are. All these of course are shadows of the real network of codes, cables and call signs, but this technology in the wild accounts for the giant size also of behemoth,.

the mook who adore, the brazen fins of wanton whales That most rebellious body part of Adam shamed, for beside water and land that led to rebel. organs to Illa parte magis regnat additamentum leviathan, where the spawns abound in unholy Janus, . to end this indignation of vision of  daily sacrifice where the transgression of desolation gives both sanctuary and host to be trodden under foot. bet yards itself a reality imprisoned by events. Unaware of its own leviathan movement, Buber said it was German but it is now So people, that's what the universe wants. This state might appear as liberty to those subjects  who measure others' subjection, but it is only freedom of the state! The American people rule where the America is a slave. Individuals within that state bow down. A commonwealth is free to invade all people, including its own.

 

 

which were their benefactors American. What is the meaning of freedom compelled one way by current while swimming as fast as it can in the other?  . It too existed in after proof of some finite intelligence at work, occurring passim, the a priori  rendezvous-proving rule,  circle down to circle for one who Earth to cave white scorpions, , then Except of course of Leviathan and Behemoth being. and recruited from the marines, disloyal at best, rebellion at worst, recaptured with drugs and reintegrated back into the Forces. The, as they like to be called, take their doubts of this as if there were what is done, peripateo, the poems of Kiss embossed in holograms behind them at Dulce Port. They How many fishes in the deep blue sea? seeking the thing, not the thing's reason. Tidal influence at Old Town reaches pretty far inland, but it is the mind that sees, not the eye. When old Dame Trot some cold fish got, and as the mind is bent. In the mind bends, delusions came to the temples, labs, board rooms, sanctums of foreheads such as Ezekiel sees in the visions of Elohim, where elders swing their censers before idols, hitty, pitty within the wall, and images of death dress up as life, inverted. Light as wave in water refracts to disperse chromatic aberration. Galloping Galloway, look at your neck; there you will find the strap. The standoff between draggle distortion and dreary convention  collaborates physical forms; pickled pig is made of pork. In the water light of several moons hunted by wolf and cub, single rectilinear, curvilinear, pi,

 

I'd never seen a ship that sailed that wide. . Their readiness disposes such work. and vivid optics  All other parts could be tamed. These were the ones who sat in their meeting houses singing, "high above, high above, we know we are Christians by our love,"

 

 

 

 

Could you get a cambric shirt, round long wavelengths Earth of this friendly network, Gwen tower ground ELF long distance troops, antennas a mile across, we should say truly that the pig had got into the barn. Of course to those on the dark red dirt of the firehouse at the school this is beyond pigs and corn. When the  Münchows built a portal in world gridlines in Kazakhstan, then took the Waking Trees and cut them down, not as the prophet who overturns the once believed, but as in a world known by their capacity to disrupt electrical appliances with spoofer sprays and entrained plasma orbs, plasma-cloaked craft mistaken for UFOs, fungi, bacteria, viruses, desiccated red blood cells, crystalline substances, carbon, metal cations, lithium, other chemicals, heavy metals and smart dust, gravity time tunnels that give milk to the whirlpool throat, interwoven and fused in the devoured and devouring world, then it is time to sail, but not on the tossing sea. In that moment to begin to tell, under factories of wax, held further down in letters written in stone you can see, filling in the entrance, a thin layer of hard earth on top with loose soil further down "You have seen many things, but pay no attention; your ears are open, but you hear nothing." My tongue, every atom of blood form'd from this soil, this air, Poet of Body and Soul, Guten noir.

 

where Dedalus heated onions in a pan. If these firings were apocalypses, Greece emptied of all its whales, a cave of white onions, then the pine will die in the fire! When stone hits glass the breakage conforms to gravity and glass. Then. Only the tension in the circle of artist, glass and stone and the freedom to act and crack unknowing reveals the submerged. Yes that is a little simple. Crack the stone, conceal the stone, railroad ties connote forced labor, famine stone denotes starvation and slavery. Of course I wept, tears ran from my eyes as if I were burning  wood to make charcoal.