MANON
XII (A)
©∞
Cetvies
© 2005 – 2014
Inthenameofhumanrights
© 2005 – 2014
Cettevies
© 2005 – 2014
I think it is so great, that babes book
is back inside a gay sites.
it is not that i want to avoid the other
ones, but I think that we all go mostly into them as workers, or just since
when socializing the odds are very much that one is gonna end up hanging about
the other side-sorry but the topic is still polarized.
yet, again, it is not at all that i
disapprove anything nor anywhere, and i don't know if you feel the same, I
haven't been in London enough to be sure of that, but don't gay places tend to
close down more than open?
I am happy to go where i may participate
in keeping one of the places where one (in this case the discreet if not silent
minority) might encounter its potential partner or brother in arms-in case of
further recession.
Explanation on why gay people want their
places.
Because without, no more way of getting
together and the prospect of marrying or living even.
Heaven.
Special upbringing in order to conceal
‘atypical behaviors’. Problems focusing on the from, form
Leading to
Amorphical minds
And though process destroyed.
Treating her as one’s puta.
Because the day I treat her as my wife, I
would have to give her every of my values.
The day she quit me, who is gonna be
left, who?
Esperanza.
B
Homos despised as religions authorized
themselves to grant or not morality power.
In the sanctuary that despite the love of
God, erect payable status, like marriage, or the mass you’ll attend to in
giving you a sense of spirituality while avoiding social justice- non-sense.
Like the jokes, harmless, they said, but to
whom you have to smile more than cry. The jokes and easy subject, just here to
divert the attention from the veritable drama of corruption and deperdition.
The greek mythology as a mirror for the
struggle of the souls.
Like African art made from wood,
nomadism and terra cota, as for fabric mark the colors and patterns of the
spirits’ tales. And the lionness’fight, as there is no a wolf alive
northern.
Act and mind.
ANIMAL.
The peak from what you ll have to
reassess your all life and the acuteness of commitment and revamping of
integrity facing the election of one’s partners.
On psychological bargain and falsified
torment:
Well, now they may well all die, because
me I suffered enough from the barter of wedding.
When personal fulfilen is the play of
societal conditionment, enhanced rivalries, and autonomy mockery.
On materialism and corporalism. If I
haven’t got a patry…I haven’t got nowhere to lie on.
The Hitler salute, when performed in
crowd, is intimidating for the each one who find themselves behind other guy,
hailing bendingly, biaisly.
Alienation, when manuals (practitioners)
are not allowed to think, and intellectual (theorists) are not allowed to do or
apply.
This world is fantasist.
He judges the information the other was
imparting, as puerile (peril) and irrelevant, impudique, even, and did not acknowledge that this disclosure
was for nothing else that for his own sake, for him to have a better reading of
its own past and present gesture.
He did not want to know, he did not want
to speak or to think, investigate, ask about it.
And, end in judging what he claims was
in-discreet.
Decree.
The superbery of state-of-art, the reward
for its guardians, and no paths left unexplored.
Labour, slaves owner.
Conservartive, s.s.crap active.
bon faut s arreter de deconner, le
vegetarism ou bien l’enfer
enfer = inferno in France, enferme = lock up.
University, privileges while studying
lost its meaning and common sense.
Public good.
Massage nervous, fibrous, glanderous
area, joints, face, scalp, eyes, temples, near and around organs, bosom,
throat, thoracique cage, kidneys... to keep fit, functional in between the
washing duties.
One outfit is enough
For somebody to be FASH ion.
Or not to be.
FASH.
Just a word.
I told you there was another single
honour human rights ba at the uni of east London.
While it is still advertised on the net,
they just scrapped the program like at roe.
University, privileges while studying
lost its meaning and common sense.
Public good.
Massage nervous, fibrous, glanderous
area, joints, face, scalp, eyes, temples, near and around organs, bosom,
throat, thorax cage, kidneys... to keep fit, functional in between the washing
duties.
If I could pray.
‘Speaking at the country’s largest
diamond mine, President Khama accused the Bushmen of living a ‘life of
backwardness’ ‘a primitive life of deprivation co-existing alongside wild
animals’, and ‘a primeval life of a bye [sic] gone era of hardship and indignity’
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On insisting and emphasing.
I told you there was another single
honour human rights B.A at the uni of east London.
While it is still advertised on the net,
they just scrapped the program like at roe.
Therefore no ba single honour anylonger,
No M.A as pushed as with the B.A single
honour student.
Result, the death
of the speciality.
Yes, for your German student, it
could have been seen as a Treaty of VERSailles reenactement.
Thinking of the afterwards w'hole
O-(sales) cost', and wall for barbary, both sides of the scie (Axe).
Heinous.
An(o)us.
When standing
Play with the pressure in the whole body
(ex: the feet-its contact on the floor, the knee, don’t let its joint collapse
under the gravity and squeezed its own flesh, but reinforce its compactness and
connections) wushu, tai-chi techniques.
You know about ‘idealism’ I read in
baylis book on international relation that it was used to portrait a ‘liberal’
opposing to ‘realist’ school. funny?
You are homo, you cannot have children.
Don’t worry, I ll adopt one from the
sewage.
On heterosexual system parentage model.
We are waiting for new prophets.
Yes, yes, waiting.
It died once, it d die again.
Waiting, waiting for it to perform yet,
just like brought to us over a tray.
No, no, no one wants to be picked up.
The nice, the fair, here the innocent
would be slashed away.
Maybe prophets, but what is more to
reveal more than us being bad to what is next to dilapilated?
To be devil.
As for the angel, we have one figure, it
is to reach not to order.
On the simple command of respecting a
realm, of which what has been touched by the human, is in more than much
disarray.
dies
It ideas
Homosexuality linked with incest, as the
love we hold for one’s partner is hopefully as strong and pure than the love
hold for one’s heirs.
People suppressing homosexual feeling
will tend to compare the love they would give to their parents or siblings.
However one can be believe for long that
the confusion between pedophily and homosexuality is the fruit of imbecility,
lack of thinking, intellectual laziness or perversion, traumatism residue or
whatever but in a secure society where people are free from marrying the guy
next door (the at last heterosexuality freedom but not as free as it appears
since not able to do without torture over others’ heart and feelings), this
confusion cannot be more terrified than hypocritical lies.
Reach.
Breach.
11 September 2001
11 September 1973, coup d etat of
Pinochet and the C.I.A, murder of the legitimate president Augusto Pinochet.
For example, the right to work is in
every comprehensive major international treaty.
Have you heard a lot about it you?
So, isn’t it that this its a little bit
estrange?
Led by nice-polite and proper-
people. Pumplish,
pompous
Nice and bizarre.
On led or fled.
Moral law , ought to be
Th ought.
Th e o.
Humanity law.
UN,
Nu n no.
Nu and no.
Paroles, n parades.
MANON
XII (A)
MANON
XII (B)
Any way, it is
because I take my job very seriously and it takes all my time; I think there
enough people in need, and i consider any person like my relatives.
I have worked
five years with children, and now I pursue my study.
To w-rite and
travel where one’s education is needed for ambition.
To do love
children and more aged, some activities are too adventurous to enable to have
children on one’s own. Sown.
In the
circumstances of taking one’s job seriously and solve needs like any, the many
persons are relatives.
©
Faites attention tot ou tard ils vous traiteront comme une renegat.
Be careful sooner or later
they will treat you like a renegade.
H se comporte comme la pire des especes parfois vous savez.
H behave like, as, the
worst of the species sometimes as you know it.
Ils chassent ou s’ignore en groupe.
They hunt or ignore each
other but stay in group.
Restez detachee. Par
pitie,.
Be, prove detached. By, and
for pity.
For the silence remain,
whispers for the crowd are all the same.
An opportunity for lose
cowardice scene.
I beg you. Don’t think, nor
feel.
At least for this story.
Ariadne, without her discretion and her maze secret, theseus (n est rien) is
damned.
Taisez, niez rien.
The sportspersons so well
paid, dressed like the royal family, awaiting honorific medals, or better knighty.
b
In defence of the French, a
lot has been said about the way their workers have been better protected.
But if as a worker you
start proposing to go beyond on fix assignment, or simply to try to follow
closer the ethics of your profession, then every staff- won’t like in other
countries say you are breaching the rules, no their set-up will more be to say:
“but I don’t think you are coping, are you under too much stress, are you
alright, have you seen a doctor, they are definitely bonkers, let’s fire that.”
B
Human rights theorists say
again that the problems with human rightsare to be told to be western centred.
And then in the one or two
remaining university teaching them as a from the first year speciality, the
only perspectives and examples taught are western philosophy, history, social
sciences, politics...
Hr
Much are complaining about
the hegemonic action of the western interventionism.
In fact they are not saying
do and serve the us when they are well intentioned.
When they are well
intentioned, they are saying do like us.
Take a ridiculous,
uncitizen, undemocratic, idiot behaviour at work and you will be like the rest
of the employees.
A paid yes-yes man, or
crushing element that could improve human conditions.
Why?
Because what they call work
is to do just enough, to make the more money out of it.
B
This world is not mad
anylonger, it is dying.
On hypocrisy.
B
Once upon a time, When
Hobbes was a nice boy.
In London, a few months
ago.
For whom have still money
enough to use the metro, in the underground, in front of millions of commuters’
eyes to feet, an advert, an enormous banner posted, staying for ages, in
every random station, a perversion, a question posed by ‘The Economist’
magazine-rag
‘Are you for or against
organs selling?’
What do you think about the
content of this proto(zoo-ere)-philosophy?
Pro to Nazi.
How do you think it is ever
possible this to have circulated in front of the population without generating
a big debate on how to punish and ban such incitement, allegiances to
experiments, crimes, maiming, routine and glamorous commerce on torture ,
slaughter, genocide, annihilation of all integrity?
Presented as the price to
pay to go on with a life compulsorily-officially the product of cannibalism and
self-be-tray-ed.
We’ve en-listed.
V
The ones who don’t or
ascertain their not understanding, confusion, vagueness and blurring are the
potential buyers.
The same that hatch
policies to do their opposite in practises.
No hypocrites, dishonesty.
N.B: did you know that the
human rights students made a project on euthanasia.
Comment: it was only on
terminal diseases, as like they literally said ‘their organisations was not yet
exponential enough.’
About the rise in the fees
for education.
Unemployment + rise in fees
= illiteracy
No more (economically,
party) independent research, programs.
They always started like
that intellectual alienation.
Genocidal.
Next research on how
lobotomize, euthanized, and nick the people, more and more.
Those politicians here for
the wages, the population symbolic whores.
Salaries, the remnants.
Paid by who? What for?
Exchange skills without
possibility of conscience since the fasch will hold everything.
Do you want to eat? Eat
your neighbourgh, your parents. Eat everything and everyone if you don’t want
eat to be you.
Demonstration London
against the rise in academic fees.
Police truncheon a
university professor causing him a traumatic stroke.
Intellectual annihilation,
they always begin by that.
What will be the new
sponsorised research on? Lobotomization, euthanasia?
In London for the kids
without money, nothing to do.
Nothing to do, a simple
activities would cost their parents’wage.
Nothing to do but play
blades.
And kill the surplus.
Oh, no, we won’t go as far
as that.
We are future teacher demonstrating, and we
will have to shush tens of dozen cases of pedophily and domestic abuses, or
only grave difficulties, chanting our psaumes on confidentiality.
B
We are all the same.
Serving alike monster.
We talk about democracy
that are in fact no much than oligarchy (the dictact of a insignificant
few over the voluntarily blinded rest) with a right to vote for them.
By, for the people.
Through.
In absence of genuine
politics-non-profitable, the people is.
Dead.
b
Education for all.
The fact that universities
are gonna cost more than the average salaries might afford is only the clue of
future but foreseeable restrictions.
Nowadays, every one try and
relieve themselves thinking of that they just will need to mortgage their
diploma ascencion, but this is only thinking produced out of the ruins of
logical and honest stances on the fore-cast-able.
Once this unaffordable fees
will be in customs, what else?
Because in fact that does the
obligatory sentences of having to ask and be dependent from banks loans mean?
It means that in a while
the bank will pass you under their psychological, intellectual, ideological
tests in order to assess or assure the potential that the elected or not to the
loan application would bring to their financial perspectives of a return of
investment.
In clear ensure that the
guy will be the next shark, nice and ready for vampirizing the next human
feeding field- other workers, share-holders, consumers, slaves or beggars
(someone big cat-inspiring=a zero rate on scruples)
Who will graduate? For what
kind of occupation? Policies and practises? One hope remaining- praying for our
salutes.
Knowledge imprisonment for
further annihilation.
Fore-cast-able.
For cast.
Castle, ecarteler.
Forecastable through
admitting that in this land of yes-yes man if not you are dismissed, even if
you tried to protect the very ethics of your profession, we are, when we are,
only rich slaves, or poor slaves obliged to kill and discriminate to get the
left-overs, or to go on practising our ‘jobs’ the way they are aggravating our
dooms over all.
Remembrances on holocaust,
no more survivors as the time has gone.
What about millions dead of
starvation in Ukraine, china, genocide in Croatia, kosova, Cambodia, Armenia,
Somalia, Rwanda............
How come that none of their
survivors come and attest of the failure of all the states?
Do you know where they
might be foundable. In pseudo psychiatric hospitals because their traumatisms has
been too violent.
Though don’t think one can
beneficiate from psychological help.
Whatever you are giving in
that you could be about to murder someone or yourself, or that you have been
repeatedly raped and assist to the murder of your own family, who is for you to
try and cry it.
A psychologist appointed
once a year if you have got enough dexterity to ask it nicely.
One day I wanted to direct
a woman repeatedly raped when in Burundi during a genocidal attaks.
I try to contact in London
the academics looking after such post traumatic problems.
They did not even care
answering my email, saying she is too poor to secure a specialist professional.
I have been wondering what
the perspectives of their researches are since then.
B
Women when hail as sensitive,
in the case they would not take the rubbish and whims, and thus get ready to
label them unfeminine in the sense of inhuman.
B
God’s joke.
Everyone is from the same
family and left without spiritual choices than this divinely reason for love is
enough even in a life show of infamy.
Power.
Irish for Poorer.
Completely economically and
therefore ideologically empty.
Sucked, yes of course, but
what about being over that, completely stuck.
The laws that bring into
danger people from having formed relationships (interdiction of personal
matters when you are colleagues, or simply accept a book that a client would
recommend you) are to constraints people into ungenerous, unspontaneous
reactions. Mistrusting everybody as the law could reproach you friendship or
civilities in the frenzy of the complaints leading to firing when each time a
risk has been for the taking.
Conventionalism barring
love and exploration from our daily relation (ah if I could date my prof)
defend us to believe and thereby constructing beauty and glorification to the
level of the feeling experienced.
The eunuchs, vacants.
Yes, soon a world without
homos.
Would be a world of
eunuchs, that day, lay.
Wo-mane.
-I am in love so much with
you, so deeply, but I can’t.
-no wonder about the
machismo as the monologue of last resort.
I became machist as a last
way of resort. Because adoring the wife marriage was supposed to propose, and
them preferring money, comfort, or subservience of mine towards the system of
providing for the crooked. To protect myself, to preserve me from what they
love more than I could be.
Likely.
Each time I read power, I
think of her. Being in international relations studies, it is a pain.
Undescribabble.
When conjugal life has for
all inspirations, everything that make you believe in religions and swear on
the bible.
B
Loving this house, this
place, like I would love partners.
And with the same passion,
wooing it as my pair.
Pairs.
Paris.
When I think that it was a split second for my
pseu-‘do be ‘it’’.
But ok, infinite thoughts,
that’s good. It should have been found.
Llust hurry
Lied to, imprisoned, blackmailed.
By the one that have, that, could have,
been loved.
I feel one instant that for the love of
this (my) woman
I would start having a decent living.
And it is when it makes me decide (again)
To do anything to save our child.
Not middle class, meaning.
Ready to live in a block-house or no
females could enter.
Even not her.
Why so monstruous?
Battle the vampires.
This guy that accuse corruption having
made politics a formal terror.
If they are not corrupted asking millions
to protect the people, it is not from politicians, not from the society, but
mafia gracie sparing.
And if they are not corrupted, then they
are not human, so is the hour of crucifying.
When one calls for pardon, it is to god
not to satan.
As satan him does not know the pardon,
and it would eat me for having nodded to the next in power to kill my parents
for the environment to be doomed for ever and ever, with my children inside out
the space opening onto the mirrors of the human race alone had produced for
itself of horrors.
The torture is coming since the human
beings could not even recognised the establishment of equality for themselves
and between. Now, no longer humans, the mutants like the titans will crush like
mountains mocking a mouse. Finish with our electricity, the next to be tested,
the kings of the sacred dese-crated.
Dei-created, crater, of the earth we have
condemned-hated.
B
Be the one to say let’s do something good
because everyone is doing bad.
But what would be our position if
everyone was trying to do good?
Equilibrium and fear of the vacuum or
vertigo.
The annoyment with love is that if they
were to touch you.
The solution finally would be for me the
machine gun.
It is why the arranged marriage
and company, the all strategies rendering us sick and sacked and sad at work or
in the civil society or in the family, preventing love, the absolute humanity
in revolution this would be.
The problem now it is that we need to
overdo, surpass ourselves to avoid being nicked and pinned by this former
discussed, converse average.
S
Disc used.
Disc lose.
In-depth.
In dept.
It is dolorous to know you
As I am fatedly alone
That you are the split second of being
the perfect girl, or maybe ante since you remind me that as much as I have
reason to fall, it will never stop, only for my finding being scavenge-red,
crushing, spreading, thousands times, parcelled apart.
Parked,
Elle, hell.
On Osiris and how the fall is life in
mash.
Better not to know, or do anything but
await death to come.
The one that people say to be evil
whereas they mock life.
Death epie, surveille, and will get son trepas.
Death will die the day you will say yes,
even under the possibility of being attacked for that.
I ll imagine you and me in the center of
a city.
And like now, I told me ‘please, please,
go’
But I cannot because you haven’t seen but
even in the center of the center at rush hour, there is only you and me.
I follow you, I cannot, I am too afraid
to be alone.
I follow you my love rhyming with ma
vies.
B
The Jewish people might have been targeted,
as it was very difficult to enter their groups.
The pass-over of the conversion possibly
operating through the marriage to females, females that will traditionally
marry less in exogamy way that men, travelling and dealing more with outside
economy, could.
If I cannot enter your groups or if I
cannot pretend to a woman- let alone the heirloom and so on, passion has been
dictacted so much by families and much more by love stories.
b
If I cannot have my family say the
outcast, I ll become your death, like you have been mine.
The fire in my heart promises me to come
back, even th(r)ough body changes, even after suffering and die.
I am already buried from being made
enduring a life without the prospects of happily marrying.
Death is something I know, through there,
will come.
Seth is a one from the underworld.
It does not mean it is bad.
Smelling, smelling.
At the same time, thinking, feeling.
All that brings me out of me.
Every
Time I am in elle
Every
Thing
Le paradis. Your part add to this.
Parade of ma vie, since elle, render it
eternal. Merci.
La guerre
des guerres.
Ders
des ders.
F
The jewish people might have been
targeted as it was very difficult to enter their groups.
The pass-over of the conversion possibly
operating through the marriage to females, females that will traditionally
marry less in an exogame way that men, travelling and dealing more with outside
economy, could.
If I cannot enter your groups or if I
cannot pretend to a woman- let alone the heirloom and so on, passion have been
dictacted so much by families and much more by love stories.
b
if I cannot have my family say the
outcast, I ll become your death, like you have been mine.
The fire in my heart promises me to come
back, even through body changes, even after suffering and die.
I am already buried from being made
enduring a life without the prospects of happily marrying.
Death is something I know, through there,
will come the means my soul looked for its vengeance, resurgence and love.
have to do research on vodun.
La guerre
des guerres.
Ders
des ders.
F
We own half of hell.
b
everyone was calling him pedo, sexpest,
and he did not quite deny, even he kind of admit it.
Theory, the woman are not prostitute if
they have to perform sex for money, they are just getting by. Prostitutes are
licensed.
The lure, hidden
Something derouting though is that he did
not have the behaviour of someone completely criminal in his sexual behaviour,
so you though no, he is not.
The tick? Sexpesting was not the
speciality.
Speciality was lying and manipulating,
profiteering in fact, let people believe that he was such only for them to
think of his behaviour that he could not be it, what was underlying was any
random cruelty. Down to the most, worse of the lots, ye, ultimately.
p
We own half of hell.
b
Using a word such as ‘big society’
(reminder people paid so much to council on communication.
Big, as fat, as saturated society and
clogged democracy.
Big as fat cat.
Big as big fish in relation to small fry.
Big as big brother, a society of the nip
in the bud real travail and creativity.
They warn us, they get us ready, for the
big slaughtering house. And with a smile, like the cows, it just to notice
better the spark that still reveal that you are terrified-but resigne (resigned).
b
I will have to stop, he certainly wants
to be the best friend and husband.
He would not find that in me, even if he
could find his most devotee.
I am faithful, I am loveful, it is just
that convention and me...
He could not show me, my diploma, their
resulting, in an aberration of the ladder with its scale of distinguished
savagery.
love.
Low.
Law.
She could be expecting a flower slid
under her door seal, a note, an attention.
But since she knows of me everything,
since I could give her the sky.
My only honest envy is to slam open the
wall, and yell ‘take me’.
For the love of Christ, take me, for me
to feel forbidden from the hell that otherwise is (h)as eaten, is eating this
rest of energy.
For the love of Christ take me, this is
only for you, the half that I have to give to a human, for the other could
bring us toward eternity.
Lead and bring us, and let us be. Divine
as the infinite thought and feeling that guide all ceremonies.
9.
B
This love that my wife bears and that
belonged to my patry.
The lands that permit us out of the death
that deserve those who make perish. Or let it to be evilly touched.
My fear, the utmost horrid Esperance or
expectaction. To give my life to my writing and grow old taking heed of
that I ‘ll be good for the false note, the purgatory, without a doubt, but
perched on the thickness of my words and phrases, tilt to the Hades, why not?
B
She did not want. After all that, she did
not.
Taking her by force, not for nothing but
show that not that I was physically stronger, but what can one do when someone
turn up to dress up as a fighter?
To stop before everything, everything but
the violence, the betray, the weakness of this attempt tempted having.
To stop.
To have so many cares, to be such aching.
For being more empty that a bottle vide.
To find my counterparts.
As melting means that they will
have me repair-ed.
Short and
head.
And that in their readings, I lll look
for providing their aches with my cover.
I for so long believe in marriage.
That even after years of it to be gone
and wells. After having spent years and years, second after seconds howling,
begging, crying to the moon for it to last its spell.
After an after-life, considering life as
being void without him.
I see the benefit and freedom of
divorcing. At last. Being in an able state to stand before another and stipulates,
“I am alive, before I lived, my anterior? One, many failures, but one entirety,
the love, ability, courage and perseverance that it has taught to me and my bribe.
d
Love you, but if you write my name.
Maim.
Millions and millions of times. No times
by times by person, my inner told me it may, it is the life of
your love nad versa.
You are here, in front of my mind, the
morning, the evening, each breath I truly deem.
And you know what I am waiting from the
next ploy?
I wait that it finally kill all hopes for
joy. As life tamed, I see you as I love you, as much as if you were and are the
foundations for my sight-see-in. And this same voice that cannot be pondered,
that whispered it’s her, the end. b
Since again she gon(e)na disappear,
vanish with all the good that could keep me warm. Of course they all are still,
but myself turn cold on my couch. If one day she’d touch, my resurrection would
be up to the day she would say ‘come in’. And in. Side by side, I ll turn and
placate as virg-in as one new, but no so new, as my mum was my exegete.
The teachers:
It is not one case in their carers that
they will have daily blatant signs of their students and pupils to be beat up
or worse at home.
It is tens cases a year.
And what do these bastards. Because we
are in right to think they are here to educate the people.
No worries am not saying judge and punish
(as anyway the neglect in the other institution else that the family), I am
saying help.
Oh yes but you see, it is not our fault
we are not linked with the social services.
They are paid to convey to the population
a false feeling of security, thinking if the teachers stay shush is that they
are alright our baby.
Bonds and securities.
B
these politicians claiming millions to
pretend securing the people.
The whores of the nations.
B
We could even not make love.
As we were as halves.
I was waiting like one waits the last day
to be delivered from the last jugement and be conducted where I was to go on
finding. It was that, pray.
As when I ll de-serve only see her as my
half then it will announce the end of a journey.
Ready to go beyond all sources, and all
the strength and forces peered before, returned in her p(A)lace.
Professor
and will be goodess.
What shall I do to know it? Wait in
aperture. Await that no doubt could stole that I endure.
I wish you d be my last. Even if my
virginity meant that this solitude would perjure.
Be ti the last tie I adjure. The last I
conjure and implore, please leave me sole and sane, as if I condole once again
my console of hoping the next to be you, then my live, all of it would have
been abandoned too.
Ceremony of mumyifcation, only permitting
in a ritual and controlled way, study of anatomy and organs...preservation.
She is dictacting that, for the sole,
seul, yseult, soul, I had.
My heart if I occult
Could
Hit ya, for her to significate her emoi.
Et moi.
Moeurs. She could think I love before but
ney. I just try to find someone would could take it, the debris.
Mourn.
Our.
My and nativity
If I was asked to carry you for miles and
miles, without you be able to rest a foot.
Like the cross, a fall that crushed.
Crux.
And with it the end of my life but
beginning of et ern ity.
Et
earn it.
B
There is as much debate at work or in the
civil society than what humans prefigure of the debates undertaken by the ants
communities.
B
Marital
Martial
You would be the one who I could lead any
fight but for the cause of the orphans not the abusers, seeking to be antis.
Minimizing their work at the expense of
others’ or general degradation.
b
I don’t want to sleep, I ll see you in
the morning after.
I don’t want to waste this time so near,
nearer from sensing you, in this reality, where I am allowed to site facing
you. I don’ t want to sleep as when this finished, I will have to wait seven
days, nigh, in which no sound I deem except the one that drift onto my ear and
that I suppose is the tone I am linked with, perhaps mere souvenir.
La voie de
vous appartenir.
The path of belonging, relentless as it
seems, the scene of sufferance, lost in remembrance.
Jee, like
j-ouis
sance.
séance.
‘here educated people use their
intelligence to avoid risk, to accumulate power, money, privilege. We call it
security.’ ‘that makes our choices sound less cowardly, not so greedy.’
-Besides revolutionaries tend to be
scared of love. Not ideal love. Love, period.
-even if those who love them want to work
with them?
‘you look like your beloved just arrived’
‘it is a beautiful read’
‘ideal. Ideas’
‘nazism, the slave trade’
Ayi Kwei Armah. (1995) ch 4: Set: Osiris
rising. Per ankh.
And if he reanimates, as she is he,
whatever may. For you, for me, homo, hetero, love is unique, a unit that
without all be massacre in one second and nothing the second split later.
If I teach ya, it is because I have got
only that.
And without you, she would be killed, my
wife, the way I saw, awe, the lord, a it, it but this time meaning all.
I have to stop, I still dictate, what is
in my head, because without it, her for my case, him if you want, my soul, my
half, the organ of all and every happiness. But if you derogate my right to
love, I will with my heart, brain, with all that can be taken, I will, I swear
will kill you.
Homo.
I am homo as much as you dumped my
sister, my brother to be unlike you. To be inferior as I d like to snap
buriying you.
It is the end, and this hetero family
have proven one thing, they kill their own projet.
I am in love with someone who could not
introduce me to its mother. With all the strength that the ideal of a perfect
family I d like annihilate you, mon frère.
It s finished, my inferiority built in my
non alliance will explode while your engagement are going to smell tombs,
snakes affames.
If I had a family, I d do everything for
my neighbourgh to be as happy as a man well married. And my wife me the
lesbian, has to count on me to be worse than draculi, just in order to protect
our nest, a nest where our babies is as human as the rest, the lot, who fear
him alike to be.
Mercy on me, on her, on him, on that, if
not what will drive, I ll drive you up to folly.
Mercy on your children that you compel to
love the manners that will bring money.
Whores in a word, nuts in a sentence, but
beware that betray love, is the death penalty not light sentence.
It will suffice, no thousands pages to
understand that one don’t sell one’s soul twice and an half, na.
Ok, it is good, you ve heard now, and
once in your blood, once you ll have recalled how many times you manipulate,
you spoil, piece of this eternity, so let’s it be lead you back to little more
simplicity.
But if too slightly then let me add, that
you rotten purse, your body in one peace will not last.
Piece, peace.
I am there hanging between go on with my
study empty of you, or go on studying you emptying it, me, everything around
with value.
I d have chosen to be spared, but why
not? The monstruosity of human lives will not last. Telling apart, and be told
at its turn. One sole, once, a redeem, to die in hoping finding you.
. per iod .
G od is my savior, be it my woman, wo led
me to it, or at least at its figure, ash, ion, lead, (e)at.
I am not a feminist, for me it s a woman,
be it a man for you, for her, I am like her man, even if the others like an
indoor servent d rather me to be con-duct-doct-dict.
The men are servants, but if I am writing
it is that I am without the aim of all of it, my wifey. And without a wifey,
that threat everyone to happen, ok, is the end of this world, that no one could
take, as they, me, her, ya, suppress up to the last honest word.
Ca ira. Les
ariscrato on les aura.
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