December 29, 2002

• We listened to music speaking to our minds and emotions commanding our hearts -- refueling plains awaited to end the slow torture of earthly delights destined to perish. Though we shall not see for perhaps a year it is still something with great clarity that we shall not fade because of the sheer presence of this force in our history.
  

  Poetic languages couldn't describe the simple workings of human innards -- the mind is the complex protected cryptologically , never decoded or understood by others or even ourselves. Our complexity is difficult enough to ward off our own intrusions into our own selves.
  

  The infamous devils that direct us to our carnal desires and immoral wishes are continually silenced by a consiouscness provided by literally Angellic logic, the thumbprints of God appearing as Guardian Helpers.
  

  Can you exist without the love that which you share for another -- without the fulfillment of the Holy Covenant of an unspoken matrimony flowing through your veins as necessarily as blood?
  

  Can you ward off the loneliness which haunts the IVORY that is your TEETH?
  

  Like water, nourishing all good, it is a necessity to be present with the soft skin and perfumed dermas covering the being which brings to you a joy only described by CONTRADICTING TERMS -- by Heaven Vs. Earth, by Good Vs. Bad.
  

  Desires and jealousies, water upon the hard earth -- these countering, opposing forces fighting like the most vicious, unkind opponents linger as a necessity in a world. This existence is defined by opposing forces -- the ORGANIZATION AND ORDER that is the UNIVERSE is not a proper GESTALT but is a KLUDGE, imperfect parts of a WHOLE designed to OPPOSE and create conflict.
  

  Heaven/Hell are but the spheres exempt of opposition but of total dominance of one entity -- a gestalt that is nowhere near being a Kludge.
  

  Let me make love one las ttime to the daughters of innocence, to the children who waved goodbye to their fathers as they embarked on a voyage which not even they understood bu which would make them the ADULTS that they desired to become.
  

  May my clothes fall to the ground again as it is made clear that my existence is in service to the MUSES which FORGE ANGELLIC THOUGHT through IDIOTIC EXISTENCE.
  

  Up is defined by down, and good is defined by bad -- ART is defined by SCIENCE. Because you have been exposed to the brutal sciences of your forefathers for too long ou find artwork in the grossest dimensions imaginable.
  

  Your misunderstanding is a sin. A sin bound to be forgiven but morally cannot -- your sin is a crime against the very existence of BEAUTY which you irrationally cling to because fo the existence of the MAUVE In your domicile. You have been infected with an ignorant attachment based upon detachment itself -- YOU ARE THE INSECURE CLUTCHER of a QUESTIONABLE BEAUTY.
  

  Can you fathom thedepth of the locus of your own heart -- is it good enough for you to forcibly relocate your heart toyour mind, attempting to define reality not through HUMANITY But through cold, cunning science sans meaning, science without regard. SCIENCE INCOMPLETE who isn't worthy of RECOGNITION AS INFALLIBLE.
  

  Dependence upon texts empirically proven is dependence upon the drug of certainty - this is a crime against logic in a world of uncertainty. It is impossible to empirically prove the emotions of man -- THOUGH undoubtedly they EXIST. Variations of brain waves are NOT emotions but rather the markings of an emotion. HEART, COURAGE -- the impalpable shall never be proved.
  

  Science is the antithesis to BEAUTY, as it is the antithesis to ART.
  

  Soft skin formed in the image of God, the image of Man -- a Womanly Creature, a Celestial Being present in my bedroom laying for the taking -- the only price is my own TAKING and my own POSSESSION By another. Something which willingly was given up.
  

  If you do not understand this you do not understand the slow process of LIVING, the DIVINE ART of EXISTENCE which flourishes like grain upon a Ukraine plain.
  

  Can you imagine the agricultural community as it confronts the Articultural Commission for the BEAUTIFICATION of a Society based upon ugliness? See the expression of the farmer, the shock on his face that alas! the truth of his heart and his feelings for his crops shall be SEEN by the people of the world through a picture painted by words, oils, and the LIONIZED BEAUTY ITSELF.
  

  Through the systematic creation of the unsystematic art, through the taking advantage of opposing forces producing one another we shall youthly weight our society and find it wanting though not destroy it, but ENHANCE IT and AMELIORATE it through our American tactics, our American hearts, and our American ARTS.

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