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Dear klesha, dearest teacher, destroy my humility until humble and…

October 16, 2006. Saline county missouri

Dear klesha, dearest teacher, destroy my humility until humble and meek is all. Abandon hope of salvation and crawl through my perturbed permutating flesh. Relenquish time. Time travels stinging to the quick. Flourishing albino other net which interpenetrates not only scalp bristle but essence unnamable which stands here emulating I and I. No longer is the third whom walks beside invisible. Interdimensional lyconthropy like transmigration is over. Why cling half clawed to this calloused neck. Train whistles in the long St. Louis eve; barmaid watch the eats; sound of Waltzing Mathilda whistled upon an upside down wire wicker Chez chair. Pull the iron lungs plug will you good doctor?


w. l. schafer
bass. moog. sax
wls777. jazzresin. billysunshine
recording artist. antiquarian. futurologist
om mani padme hum

The mind of the past is unknowable
The mind of the future is unknowable
The mind of the present is unknowable

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