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YOU WILL FIND upon these pages the beginnings of the unusual. A blueprint of the trails a mankind would traverse, It may belong to us all together at once. There are things you can pay for, and the things you cannot. SWIFTING ON the brink of realization, brisk the waters parted to elevate the consent. The morning after everything, the morning after nothing. Dart figures blink, first room heard.

I will ask your assistance with regards to perception. Join this strange rebellion, eh? Have a seat; stay awhile. Sign in if you like and we'll have a nice long walk.

Before we find ourselves too serious, I would prefer to introduce you to a strange happening in the musical undergrounds of OAKLAND, CA. Have you heard about. . .
THE R&B FREE-JAZZ GOSPEL SUPREME 80?

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THERE LIES IN THE EARTH deep an orb of glowing light. It finds itself omitting the incredulous rays of existence to the smallest new england town, which has flooded far west. We listened and prayed to the spirits of treetops' apocalypse gospel and found the rebel's swamp party of passing dawn's new eve like snowstorm nostalgia fixed upon the moon. What we thought was the moon... Or what we thought was the earth. Within this moment a civilization is born, existing for many eons but until now unconscious. It was an accident, I suppose, that is to say it is only changing, and there are things unheard which must now be seen. Yet meticulously they build... aha! Alas too soon, ‘tis all in good time. Yes for now, Jest for later. Alice ate her alligator. Follow me to hollow tree; narrow lake disguise.

UTILITY-POLE 689 is the name it bears; it is meaningless. Direct, perhaps, dipping its toes in the remains of capitalism TO LIVE for a moment. It may represent some things by which words speak not-- and to this I will describe.