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hello gregor samsamun don't forget to keep going upwardsㅤ　is it never-ending or is it a spiral , answer us.

i myself keep my emptiness inside of me , and this certainty that i am alone , that nothing can satisfy me , that my happiness will have to be willed so strongly , so severely that it will be more of a fatigue than a peace.

might we be on the right path? might we get closer to enlightenment? might we get closer to salvation? or do we perhaps live in a circle-we, who have thought we were escaping the circle?

unhappiness had been my god. i have lain down in the mud , & dried myself off in the crime - infested air / i have played the fool to the point of madness / & springtime brought me the frightful laugh of an idiot.

from all that’s beautiful you come toward me, / you, my spring breeze, my summer rain, / my june night with its many thousand paths

she's always cracking her knuckles & saying / you're in for a world of hurt , buddy boy.

once , i was your mermaid. devoured & overwritten by your beliefs , i swam a towering mad whale that wore your face.

let's pretend your lips are thin / but mine are open / i see between your teeth / the skin / of seasons too dry / you eat them & fly / you're mine / you're mine / you're mine

in itself , every idea is neutral , or should be ; but the people conformed to the projection of flaws in glass enclosure.

tonguin' bullet between teeth / you're not the quittin' kind.

o the magnet ! the flesh over & over ! i believe in the flesh & the appetites ,

couldn't he see, couldn't he see that? everybody was privileged. there were only privileged people. the others would all be condemned one day. and he would be condemned, too.

there is heat borne from reactions, and there is a heat that is small, tight, unseen.

how could 𝘩𝘦 have been accepted in love , he who was only misery in a certain way , and awareness of that misery ?

seductive songs / of serpent tongues / shed your leaves / i offer you my swollen lungs.

GOD has such gladness every time / he sees from heaven / that a sinner is praying to HIM / with all his HEART

i’d run my tongue along the tips of those filthy fingers. / and then, i’d dig.