vibrant Armillus-=

i am starting another download to you-= so warm have i been in the knowledge of breath that forgives and forgets-= but oh Lucius-= when i read that you had stumbled and acquired certain injuries-= i had a slight corner of concern and was curious to know more about it-= such as how deep the cuts were-= could you see the bone?-= when it bled was it geyser gushing or just kind of tap trickling?-= how wide was the gash?-= could you have fit say maybe a key inside?-= and what colour might the scab be?-= any dog will swerve to miss the stick-= hope your appeal to heal better reels than feels-= blood dries so mellow-= now timorous sesquipedalian retreat back into an illusionary world of fatuous bugaboo-= brain washed and somewhat programed to channel his anger on things or objects other than humans-= a certain dr.Loller discovered a path were the Wednesday sermons met tomorrow's regurgitation mode-= told me to read what he said i wrote-= it stuck with me something fierce-= like an alarm blaring recall notice-= the mind splatter severe-= you see i usually have the repairs done for free-= but this time the mind blow considerably failed me and i could not rely on "Realism" to cure me toasty-= the manuscript is here as follows-=

-=awaken the screaming mind-=

listen-= good masters make better slaves-= this is precisely why one seeks only balance-= if you cannot have life without death-= pain without pleasure-= vision without blindness-= then people are not people-= they are bodies-= threads of the same fabric woven together-= swarthy beasts-= shadowy predators groping in the dark-= ciphers amongst the ciphers-= we are the new animals-= rolling over backwards as little limitless bacteria in a state of perpetual osmotic gratification-= one replacing the other-= everything you see has a shadowy counterpart-= therefore this glib ambivalent blood and bones machine must first and foremost be forever gratified-= fucked like a raging beast-= trampled over by piles of corpses-= nothing but fulfilment-= the highest end-= mindless whim-= self inflicted infamy-= despotic symponies-= crashing and wailing crashing and wailing-= mind under matter-= welcoming disgrace as much as it does pleasure-= it is not a mere semantic issue nor a matter of arbitrary choices-= sacrifices are actually reproductions for it and are to be devoured with a tyrants taste and appetite for blood-= death's true chalk circle swirls rusty visions of dilapidated darkness-= which you say makes no sense-= but that's only because it has not been bled into your consciousness-= it does not punish it releases-= slippery lubricants sliced to pieces-= arbitrary objects-= meat chunks and bone flecks-= it is not interested in their idealistic doctrine of the inherent goodness of human nature-= it is that swarthy metaphysical concomitant of existence-= with that old rickety life riding tandem-= behind it you have it-= forward marching forever mafficking jubilant jovial but controlled-= it attains bliss and beatitude through immolation of it's own objects-= for it cares not for reason-= desire and pleasure explode with the infliction of pleasure-= blood flesh and bold chests careen bountifully at the indifferent feet of it-= another pebble on the pile-= what matters it?-= give a god a bad name and hang him-= it is the rattle clatter cry of skeletons and the last of life's gurgles-= sanctified savagery!-= epiphanous "Reality"-= it sways the lithe blithe body hive and thrives on the pride to make your hide perform but a fraction of its clustered chaos-= raise it stroke it pet it play it bash it wet it kill it fuck it�= what was then was now will be tomorrow today-= it tells us what man's actual concerns comprise of-= it answers questions by asking them-= it holds up the layers of the sky and swallows sympathy in it's path-= do not concern yourself with the petty grievances of life-= let dry the lugubrious wells of tears-= it is beast nature-= eye brows above the eyes and all that glib hurumph gaffaw business-= we are the new animals-= letting love bleed blood to release the flood of circles swirling and whirling on the shivering meat blanket of eternity-= it's a seething wind that howls for the ululations of wolves-= its bark bites no lark nor harbours no grudges-= walk with it-= have a liaison with it-= sacrifice for it-= but never kill for it-= reach out and rejoice apropos hand waving craving and all that letting go of the bullshit business-= but never sacrifice nor kill for your own gratification= never-= always do it in the name of it-= anything else is just lack of balance and loss of vision-= and above all and beyond recall never ever be sloppy or careless-= prudence pays plenty-= have snacks when you want them-= but leave plenty of room for the meals-=

and that was it-= seemed rather short to me-= like there had to be more to it-= so i asked him if he had more of this business-= but he wouldn't let me see it-= some dances one cannot follow-= i want you to read this to the flock next Wednesday-= its words burn churn and turn in my recall urn-= i know i wrote it-=but i can't remember doing so-=

since the diabetes, the heart attack and my kidneys, i feel that my body is breaking down-= for treatment a certain dr.Loller will use whatever is necessary-= at the clinic he administers my Mercury suck-= he uses psychic healing surreptitiously with a laying on of the hands-= says schizophrenia could come from a virus that strikes pregnant mothers-= secrets suggest unknown-= it is neither unknown nor known as i am a slave in these 4 walls-= above things that happened around Miss Leda and me-= to be a body unforced-= you see encumbrances restrict mind flow-= they want me-= and blood soon swoons-= he tries to make connections between my physical ailments and events in my life-= he's such a bore-=

as in the "Real" world there are times when i wish i could still have complete control over the things that their fiercely virtuous sphere scoff-= circles happen in circles-= i tend to regress back into my dream hospital for nearly a year when my nurse-= an exceedingly pretty Swede by the name of Hermione-= suggested drugs or alcohol may be the problem-= she is the most forthcoming with her observations-= but slippery lubricant or no slippery lubricant-= were it not for it Hermione might recommend allergy tests, a change in diet, herbal remedies, or refer me to an acupuncturist, psychotherapist, chiropractor or other specialists-= she seems awful swell and forthright-= she has an instigating presence and secretly i have her belief-= i think-= so i gave her some literature on itism and she just about bust a gizzard on me-= so glad and abashed and esoterically pleased was she-= her eyes glint with devilment-= health and healing Hermoine reeling and gleaming radiantly aureate= she has taken an avid interest-= reading extensively-= cleansing and delivering illness, diet, sleeping habits, work and relationships-= so secret and unobstensive have we to be-= she needs to find most things herself-= still i shall endeavour to assist her understanding and application of it-= Hermoine has kept this stagnation overload to a bearable apathy-= if all works as i'm sure it will you will soon have a very special member knocking on your door-= i suggest you rev up the workshops Armillus-= i expire in less then three years-=

many frog bows to you-=