"(...) I just stay
suspect.
All explanations are temporary articulations, senseless falsehoods fixations and the next moment. What interests me, what I say in a minute - obsolete. There seems to be not even overtaken, say what I will - tomorrow - tomorrow - on the day after tomorrow - more than on the day after tomorrow - more than on on the day after tomorrow - more than on over on the day after tomorrow - more than about about about about the future - on on on on on on the day - ...
... W (H) O MAN? The Becoming of "real man" ...
I thought everything imaginable and everything eaten Forgot your password
and even eaten
swallowed
and rinsed with which to?
fear is what distinguishes humans from people of faith
small write why when GREAT MAN CAN WRITE. WHO'S THE MAN UNITED?
I am not, because I will. I can not be, because I will. I will be dead. Death is the completion, Sartre said something like that once, sometime, somewhere before he died.
I am nothing other than that ... sometimes.
Where are the flags? Where the wind blows?
I am wrong to you.
Fifteen steps. Two guns or whatever.
blanks as a rescue.
blue lights solution - new Reification verfleischlicht
light beam between the legs
A one urinal Duchamp
This text is a fight of R. Mutt, no
to where? Where patteln against? Without
Patteln
No Addiction without longing
No power without fainting
The hope is visible only by their absence
Replace the absence of b by n
no insight without observation
Stare into the depths - into the air - see gone - gone - away -
up repeat - bury you - you besterbe
No self-pity without other
No identity without the other - the others as racist
Born Born Born as selfish as Narcissus
try to get along with you and to make the best
to come try out
roadblocks
Kennedy's battered skull
JR Ewing was shot ... or not?
What's going on?
determined by lot.
Only one thing counts:
The objects are so handy, where you can pay on it are ...
Why did you develop this something there? It has engaged in clearly confused unrelated contexts. Yes, the chance is small profit from this beat. Some say it comes to marketing - marketing, what a scam! Oh, how nice! Should I go in my incandescent thoughts flood or issue price myself. Me higher Poetry try al la Rimbaud or suffocate in the swamp of futility because of too short a snorkel. Oh, come what a sad fate for me. Oh Lord I hurried to the rescue, no. NO. STOP. HALT. Whatever. What will become of me - from this? What is the result? From the Mir will be a result. The result is projected onto me. I think she was stupid, crazy, blah blah blah. Shall I rub my products under my nose? Kein Bock. Maybe I should here CopyAndPaste purely on the next page? (If the here at all is to be a book) Do not make me laugh, I laugh. I cry with you. No highlight, all in vain, all egalitarian. Yes, society is to blame. I stay at home and just zap around. The TV glows after 12 hours. I will eat something. The best I ordered something else. Pizza, Fast Food Juchee. Take it easy, cheesy everything, everything faty. stink of sweat. I get used to it that everything begins to itch. Scratch from time to time holding back, who was itching (besides me)? Hear a bit of Black-Hip Hop, Pop-Turks or Russians, Ska, because I all "races" have love. No, but the last drop goes in the pants. Only this is fixed. And not only. This time more, each time more. Drinking tea, burnt tongue, do not curse, laugh and down start to a new. Sackerl Tasserl to make the liquid is hot, pour, pour, pour, pour, yes, yes, YES. Yes, what the heck, if it so? If what is that? If it is, what it, what what, WHATEVER, no matter wasauchimmeregal always matter wasauchegal, never mind. Anyway, I do not revolt and turning not like such a freak about brain amputated at its best. And then yes, then loses the plot and you sit back in the threadbare loveless lightless corner and picks his nose, because you think that nobody sees what.
All beginnings and endings. Every word. Forward or backward or not, or at least. Listen to "Kill City". I feel better then. And I stare in the direction of my TV and notice that I no longer go with him what's on.
Now is the moment. Drum roll. The middle finger can no longer be silent.
I am full of phobias. Just for fun. Just so I geh you on your nerves When I look at you, but so ... because I find myself still "nice".
How can I lose myself when I do not gaffe in the mirror?
be a weakness for weaknesses vomit easily.
you gave it in vain, they took it, my interrogation ...
Everything is wholesome ...
nightmares at night? Would be nice if, then not the lyrics better?
reflexivity Reflexive
The exaggeration of exaggeration
Not just the enthusiasm The
ENTGEISTERUNG
the entgeistung
derailment
misconduct
what end?
Only the moment, still unclear, obscured, blablabla-clear with NULLBOCK
No Panties - No reason - I should understand it?
The remote control as a gateway to the world. Welch one-way communication. Thankfully. I will have nothing to do with it.
"Actually, he was always friendly. Who can imagine that? "
What do they want, dear reader. The new Shakespeare, the new anyone else, the new Dingsbumsvollspinner, the new rookie Super Super Super Super (rather than shit)? I'm tired and still eat every day.
IT'S MONDAY. And you can not care.
IT'S TUESDAY. And you can pass the anus. Remember, there might love you even have the heart pure.
IT'S ESISTMIREGALDAY. And it stood up. It is gone to work. It will force a laugh. After all, they find their fortune - Find it - deep in their own hate speech associated with proper bite - to the toothless angel trumpets - on the END !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maranatha! Maranatha! Maranatha! "
(next part of this prose work is in progress)
