grasses silvering in the sun by Aad de Gids

everything could be everything so we have to want it to be sun

not,the sun,we have to want it to be these ancient autumnal vistas

whereas all is disenchanted by commerce,Ecommerce,trafficism,a-taq

the distagging of the world as bad as the tagging tagging they did

the hood as theirs,the bloods,crips,white fence. i can not speak

of a white bellied-up doe hit by a car in the night bc all the does

are gone here,the netherlands is inmidst of a 30 oh 100 million xs

city,see the nightmap and cf. the 700,million inhabitants of two

times as small as the US,europe with twice the population. kolkata

of europe so it is hot in here and the plants and bees and does’re

all gone now. but it was a wonderful sunny autumn day the people

they seemed to take a genuine liking into each other and behind the

überpittoresque (Linwood saw it) façade there is plenty of coke eeh

plenty of nastiness going on and there are no borders,so what? in

my by junkiestardom decimated bibliothèque still the book of the

tribes of the world and you don’t then think automatically about the

yanomami,papoua,ba’aka,bushmen,aboriginals,trobriands,american indians

blackfeet,hopi,cherokee,apache,navajo of which tim barrus was accused

impersonating them while he wrote under a pseudonym,it was partly

fictional and he did had a navajo child adopted with wife tina. óver

pc we shall call it. but this book has ALL the tribes of the world

including those of the fucking whites. and the borders they fully

arbitrarily drew with a ruler across the continents. how did i came

to this unsavioristic point again? unmeritorial. well,that world

is gone,loads of it and we have to mimick it if must be dead and in

drag,dragged down the deserts,an anti-theatre,finally,david mcleans

computer still stood derelict beneath some abandoned decrepit viaduct

on a windy plain the grasses silvering in the sun melodiously spun

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