PSALM NO. 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tinGphhnl7o:
since there's a Hamlet on herr doktor's couch... this man - will certainly be not - bound achilles to the tabernacle of history and of time - from one fictive victor to this: fictive pauper - all attired for "war"... in slippers and a dressing gown... but at least the music gives more gravity to the expression... like a horror movie: a horror movie is exclusively the music, later, the ghouls and goblins... but first? the sharpnel mirror incissor cuts: and that best first date... when we left the movie in awe and yawn... as to why we could find ourself in a labyrinth in well-trodden streets... and because sex was last for her... and middle-ground for me... what was... that movie we walked about from? i can still remember her name... yes... i am yet to fathom dreams - but being so discontent with a lack of them: i should rejoice by the given sleep... if dreams are to become a plague: i imagine the guilty parties to be riddled by them... and i: bound to the agape yawn and the churn of the church of shadows... for "no imagination" would be a better bite to task myself with: for an explanation... yet no... i dream so little when others will dream so much... because i have no wish to escape this: real-sense-doom of the - surrounded by objects i have no telekinetic boundaries to transcend with... so much for my cartesian debauchery - wasn't i who locked schizophrenic symptoms in the res extensa? attempting to keep the shrapnel remains of the res cogitans intact? i blame: the music came much later... if the music was alive when... we did the unforgivable cliche of focusing on romeo and juliet... something memorable outside the realm of the curriculum? always... Dante for starters... Stendhal for: mustard after the meal was over... to clean the palette...
all by the name of dogs: the valu'd file distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
the housekeeper, the hunter, every one according to the gift which bounteous nature
hath him clos'd; whereby he does receive particular addition, from the bill
that write them all alike; and so of men...
......
PSALM NO. 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tinGphhnl7o:
since there's a Hamlet on herr doktor's couch... this man - will certainly be not - bound achilles to the tabernacle of history and of time - from one fictive victor to this: fictive pauper - all attired for "war"... in slippers and a dressing gown... but at least the music gives more gravity to the expression... like a horror movie: a horror movie is exclusively the music, later, the ghouls and goblins... but first? the sharpnel mirror incissor cuts: and that best first date... when we left the movie in awe and yawn... as to why we could find ourself in a labyrinth in well-trodden streets... and because sex was last for her... and middle-ground for me... what was... that movie we walked about from? i can still remember her name... yes... i am yet to fathom dreams - but being so discontent with a lack of them: i should rejoice by the given sleep... if dreams are to become a plague: i imagine the guilty parties to be riddled by them... and i: bound to the agape yawn and the churn of the church of shadows... for "no imagination" would be a better bite to task myself with: for an explanation... yet no... i dream so little when others will dream so much... because i have no wish to escape this: real-sense-doom of the - surrounded by objects i have no telekinetic boundaries to transcend with... so much for my cartesian debauchery - wasn't i who locked schizophrenic symptoms in the res extensa? attempting to keep the shrapnel remains of the res cogitans intact? i blame: the music came much later... if the music was alive when... we did the unforgivable cliche of focusing on romeo and juliet... something memorable outside the realm of the curriculum? always... Dante for starters... Stendhal for: mustard after the meal was over... to clean the palette...
all by the name of dogs: the valu'd file distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
the housekeeper, the hunter, every one according to the gift which bounteous nature
hath him clos'd; whereby he does receive particular addition, from the bill
that write them all alike; and so of men...
......