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  • DEGREE-UPGRADE


      
      
    Our skin has been scarred by unnecessary wounds, our beating hearts by the calculated mathematics of the Universe. Heroic romance and kissing pathos degrade themselves into equations never understood, into lying, petty manipulations of emotions. Through your organs you become accustomed to the cosmic Absence and the filled orphanhood.

    Even in your altered memories, a consciously unpleasant insect or two will appear; a worm, a flea or a louse - if you are not careful - will easily bite you. 

    Hardly ever will the Dear One clasp to you the petrified amber drops, or tearfully cry, "How I love you!" - Somewhere, perhaps, in the dawn's reddish mart of dawns, The comet of evening dawns may yet be seen, Writing eternal love-hope in wounded hearts, As a continent of speeding planets. Meteor showers greet, who in the pool Of clouded eyes yet beholds The flaming, dotted lace of sincerity. 

    In a strange land, strangers are either driven away or greeted with friendly handshakes. The boundaries of friendship and reconciliation move in silent agreement and rhythm. The muffled, full murmurs of passing, like a tachycardic arrhythmia, often tempt thee, and yet, the meandering passage of decades, as a beacon, warns thee, whether thou be made a prize-winning six-axle or a spoiled court fool by this now dishonourable, bitang world, thou still remain'st worthy of Man, even if thy feelings be stricken to yellow earth! - You'll feel it in your consciousness when you stretch out your hands like a magnetic charm Someone is secretly waiting for you!

     

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