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The legs of words grow out of mud mouths

as it seems, even abundance-sufficing throng eats away hour after hour in its root, face.

"Oh, heavens!" you bear witness to the process by which being is assimilated  into enduring custom,

that manner in which that uncontrollable tool takes on its newness without fail 

so that its timelessness pervades the soul's vault;

in its incontinent insanity, that sudden and gripping start of many - a language - in its sharp lip-smacking--thus quite pointless and enormous 

with its almost infinite thrust, forcefully  coming of age, reason and chaos collapse side by side 

with a torrent of nonsense tongue twisters. 

Acting unabashedly, lacking no self-doubt, and so "where" and "why" take a back seat in the absence of nuance lost in timeless hymn-singing: 

Exactly to that tummy's plane is it timely; thus the acme of universality is but an economic process 

just as the last of that sets in these habits, that unless that branch of earth becomes one with the trunk and, or it doesn't matter in the least.

I'm not counting on it; unused single wood on fresh sap, and so consequently is my seed not without value: 

"Even as a not-so-distant prospect, there it is sitting steadfast in its tent, for surely it must carry one's knowing gaze for some distance, 

its standing* and crouching legs, rooted in its home soil.Fortunes seem to linger--do they decay? (Oh, pshaw!)"

*these quite haphazardly inserted moves bear some sort of resemblance to the way one might approach someone in an unchaperoned house (see you back at our house) and politely greet/bother them :)

It is a rather boiling development, one of the few in this world that manages to take you by your honesty and its quivering raw fleshtude, that gets you on its stage astounded, so dejectedly alone standing making your heart overboil once more in its wake.

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Clanky Acid 16.09.22 (live Recording)

There I was, tranc'd in my tinkling hullabaloo, an eidolike mindscape, an unkempt joycean dreamscape; I seemed mazed and dazed in this obtusely enchanting kaleidoscope, a scene filled with vibrancied hues, throngful of indefatigably emergent sights and musics, where I was(?) filled with awestruck terror and ripening curiosity. This whimsical carnival of textures and tones troubled the dull eons of proverbial rigidity, though I never felt conscious of the act, I could still intuit the voiceless secrets which reign silently in their eclectic dance. All these cradles of fusion bequeathed to me the enduring narratives of the forgotten, perchance unseen forms that swirl around me, vibrating my eyes a holozoa mockery of my emotions, as if they were risin' amidst the transience of the air. It was all so cunningly alive, captivating me in its chaotic fluidity, a musty melange of sibyllaneous tales, a pageant of lives remade as one.

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