'many lines were filled with ink,though their life already was spilled to the flooras suddenly she realized them weren't the canvas-he was the blank...'-Lestre von Brukke
migrane Thursday, November 12, 2009
commenting the latest thought just got lost... Wednesday, November 11, 2009
subatomic actually, she entangled electron teleported physics violated psyche as well as very hairy particles to where someplace wormholes could photon it to sample your other self since destroyed looks noticed there's unstable passages & fabrics complaining as hole for such as all … 'we didn't receive the time as mentioned' she said.
then don't say it Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
but we can't always say
we as Bétonized say blushed smiles!
when regrets never catch up we solve poly
then forced via rio to serve colors bleached skies as ejected thunder
un-entschlossen Saturday, November 7, 2009
International Surrealist Declaration for the Imprisoned Serbian Anarchosyndicalists Friday, November 6, 2009
We hereby declare our unconditional solidarity with the five Serbian anarcho-syndicalists who have been imprisoned since September the 4th, facing the charge of “international terrorism.” Tadej Kurep, Ivan Vulović, Sanja Dojkić, Ratibor Trivunac and Nikola Mitrović, all members of Sindikalna konfederacija Anarho-sindikalistička inicijativa (ASI), were arrested some days after an action of solidarity with the Greek activist, and then-hunger striker, Thodoris Iliopoulos. The target of this action was the Greek embassy in Belgrade.
The Serbian authorities used the slight damages caused to the building of the Greek embassy as a pretext in order to exercise their repressive powers, labeling the members of ASI as “terrorist” and detaining them with no substantial evidence of their actual involvement in this so-called crime of damaging the façade of a building. It is not the building, of course, that concerns the Serbian police; neither is it the symbolism, per se, of an attack against the embassy of another state: the real impact of international solidarity and radical politics, with a view towards social emancipation, is what makes them transgress the limits of their supposed democracy, so as to imprison militants through farcical procedures.
Ratibor Trivunac, one of the accused, is a friend of the international surrealist movement. But surrealism is not an exclusive club of personal relations, any more than it is one of mere aesthetic affinities. We consider as our brothers all these five persecuted Serbian militants (and the sixth, Ivan Savic, who was arrested some days later) because their cause, their choice to live and to struggle for another, liberated life, is one that we share. When a state lays its oppressive hand upon one of us, we must all feel the threat to our freedom, we must all take a stand with those who risk being deprived of their elementary freedoms because they are determined to fight, here and now, for real universal freedom.
We demand the immediate release of our five comrades and friends!
The passion for freedom is stronger than any of your prisons!
Athens Surrealist Group:
Grigoris Apostolides, Giannis Golfinopoulos, Manolis Daskalos, Alexandra Halkias, Diamantis Karavolas, Vangelis Koutalis, Sotiris Liontos, Helias Melios, Lefki Mossou, Makis Perdikomatis, Nikos Stabakis, Theoni Tambaki, Marianna Xanthopoulou, Giannis Xourias.
Nicosia: Kostas Reousis.
Leeds Surrealist Group:
Gareth Brown, Stephen J. Clark, Kenneth Cox, Luke Dominey, Jan Drabble, Bill Howe, Caroline Jeffs, Sarah Metcalf, Mike Peters, Peter Overton, Martin Trippett.
Surrealist London Action Group (SLAG):
Paul Cowdell, Merl Fluin, Aniano Henrique, Patrick Hourihan.
Grupo Surrealista de Madrid:
José Arias Taboada, Eugenio Castro, Manuel Crespo, Javier Gálvez, Jesús García Rodríguez, Vicente Gutiérrez Escudero, Bruno Jacobs, Lurdes Martínez, Julio Monteverde, Noé Ortega, Antonio Ramírez, José Manuel Rojo, María Santana y Ángel Zapata.
and its friends:
Sonia Ayerra, Rag Cuter, Andrés Devesa, Jesús González Gómez, Paul Hammond, Inés Mendoza, Emilio Santiago, Leticia Vera and the Anarchist Group Al Margen.
Groupe Surréaliste de Montréal:
Jean-Maurice Brouillet, Dominic Tétrault.
Le Groupe de Paris du mouvement surréaliste:
Michèle Bachelet, Alfredo Fernandes, Jean-Pierre Guillon, Michaël Löwy, Marie-Dominique Massoni, Dominique Paul, Michel Zimbacca.
La Vertèbre et le Rossignol (ville de Québec):
Enrique Lechuga, David Nadeau.
on behalf of Grupo Surrealista del Río de la Plata/Buenos Aires-Montevideo:
Juan Carlos Otaño.
on behalf of Skupina Českých a Slovenských Surrealistů:
Frantisek Dryje, Katerina Pinosova, Bertrand Schmitt, Bruno Solarik.
Surrealistgruppen i Stockholm, Johannes Bergmark.
Sürrealist Eylem Türkiye
Chicago Surrealist Group:
Penelope Rosemont, Paul Garon, Beth Garon, Gale Ahrens, David Roediger, Joseph Jablonski, Joel Williams, Jan Hathaway, Irene Plazewski, Janina Ciezadlo, Renay Kirkman, Tamara L. Smith.
Portland:
Brandon Freels, M.K. Shibek.
The St. Louis Surrealist Group:
Richard Burke, Susan Burke, Andrew Torch, M. M. Morose.
Eric Bragg (www.surrealcoconut.com)
The Serbian authorities used the slight damages caused to the building of the Greek embassy as a pretext in order to exercise their repressive powers, labeling the members of ASI as “terrorist” and detaining them with no substantial evidence of their actual involvement in this so-called crime of damaging the façade of a building. It is not the building, of course, that concerns the Serbian police; neither is it the symbolism, per se, of an attack against the embassy of another state: the real impact of international solidarity and radical politics, with a view towards social emancipation, is what makes them transgress the limits of their supposed democracy, so as to imprison militants through farcical procedures.
Ratibor Trivunac, one of the accused, is a friend of the international surrealist movement. But surrealism is not an exclusive club of personal relations, any more than it is one of mere aesthetic affinities. We consider as our brothers all these five persecuted Serbian militants (and the sixth, Ivan Savic, who was arrested some days later) because their cause, their choice to live and to struggle for another, liberated life, is one that we share. When a state lays its oppressive hand upon one of us, we must all feel the threat to our freedom, we must all take a stand with those who risk being deprived of their elementary freedoms because they are determined to fight, here and now, for real universal freedom.
We demand the immediate release of our five comrades and friends!
The passion for freedom is stronger than any of your prisons!
Athens Surrealist Group:
Grigoris Apostolides, Giannis Golfinopoulos, Manolis Daskalos, Alexandra Halkias, Diamantis Karavolas, Vangelis Koutalis, Sotiris Liontos, Helias Melios, Lefki Mossou, Makis Perdikomatis, Nikos Stabakis, Theoni Tambaki, Marianna Xanthopoulou, Giannis Xourias.
Nicosia: Kostas Reousis.
Leeds Surrealist Group:
Gareth Brown, Stephen J. Clark, Kenneth Cox, Luke Dominey, Jan Drabble, Bill Howe, Caroline Jeffs, Sarah Metcalf, Mike Peters, Peter Overton, Martin Trippett.
Surrealist London Action Group (SLAG):
Paul Cowdell, Merl Fluin, Aniano Henrique, Patrick Hourihan.
Grupo Surrealista de Madrid:
José Arias Taboada, Eugenio Castro, Manuel Crespo, Javier Gálvez, Jesús García Rodríguez, Vicente Gutiérrez Escudero, Bruno Jacobs, Lurdes Martínez, Julio Monteverde, Noé Ortega, Antonio Ramírez, José Manuel Rojo, María Santana y Ángel Zapata.
and its friends:
Sonia Ayerra, Rag Cuter, Andrés Devesa, Jesús González Gómez, Paul Hammond, Inés Mendoza, Emilio Santiago, Leticia Vera and the Anarchist Group Al Margen.
Groupe Surréaliste de Montréal:
Jean-Maurice Brouillet, Dominic Tétrault.
Le Groupe de Paris du mouvement surréaliste:
Michèle Bachelet, Alfredo Fernandes, Jean-Pierre Guillon, Michaël Löwy, Marie-Dominique Massoni, Dominique Paul, Michel Zimbacca.
La Vertèbre et le Rossignol (ville de Québec):
Enrique Lechuga, David Nadeau.
on behalf of Grupo Surrealista del Río de la Plata/Buenos Aires-Montevideo:
Juan Carlos Otaño.
on behalf of Skupina Českých a Slovenských Surrealistů:
Frantisek Dryje, Katerina Pinosova, Bertrand Schmitt, Bruno Solarik.
Surrealistgruppen i Stockholm, Johannes Bergmark.
Sürrealist Eylem Türkiye
Chicago Surrealist Group:
Penelope Rosemont, Paul Garon, Beth Garon, Gale Ahrens, David Roediger, Joseph Jablonski, Joel Williams, Jan Hathaway, Irene Plazewski, Janina Ciezadlo, Renay Kirkman, Tamara L. Smith.
Portland:
Brandon Freels, M.K. Shibek.
The St. Louis Surrealist Group:
Richard Burke, Susan Burke, Andrew Torch, M. M. Morose.
Eric Bragg (www.surrealcoconut.com)
Frankfurt: Jaan Patterson (suRRism)
PIOANOISTS and their poetry matters Saturday, October 31, 2009
PIOANOIST POEM
The Last Word of Bubble Book is its First
And We ARe in/Durst/rial M 305
It is Dissoluted Right
You Implicate the Reverse Sentences
From Right Watch to the Left Watch
Ac/id Be Written in Bar Bar Book
You say Bar Bar like Right Left
Rubberd B.Book
We exploded 13 Baudrillard/Light/Years ago
Cause BBook were wiped from all Monitors
After that we had two Cigarettes in Hand
The Direction was Aurevoire Soirvoire
The Time of You Interpretouse & Tile
Alle Teile sind zersetzt
It was the First Fog
Crowley my Hole
You have to Be Geil
Who made Universe
You know Verse
Imagickal - Imvaginal
Anderé Button
He wanted to Comma
But We got a Point
Pioanoists
Pioano Apres Middle of the Middle
We are Mobile Pro
We can not control Us
But We can control Pro
Pioano Dot your World
Over Authoromaticaly Study of our
PostAnoArtisticContemporary
All Virgin von BisMagistar
Star Safir
Saphier Optima
by Frater Surrallee & undRess Béton for akaša investigation II - suRRism
from Abdul "Ben" Camel Saturday, October 24, 2009
Abdul "Ben" Camel 
Saturday, October 24, 2009
As (Parenthetical) Chemical God
What is meant
By
A Certain Stance on the Composure of these Iconographies
We may never know (we may never know)
Venture me this;
Deserving these brilliant digits of purity (from Aerial Beings-)
Acting as receptor for sound,
As is the verse devoid of meter,
A deafening taste of paradox
Touches the most complete minuet
Within minds ear, overt and minute
Let's begin again.
Utilities of the grand piano strike out
Of their own accord, yea
Neo(n) Antiquities Abounding, Resounding
Let out a scribble as
A process of hearing in healing is lesson appealing
To the Aural Etymology
Inherent in thee
As (Parenthetical) Chemical God
tony said so to anthony
master and his voicecompiled as since dear letters pants driedwent store fronted no circumstance but circumcised bargeld she said
unRec
to called however i the while quickly any rather
to were finding
while
to myself, protect
holy
myself
simple awaken that
created
else constantly health to
emotions shiny me cosmic
running me starting a filthy to rotten forced my
paper
synapse
feet hate to matter dust realize lid
somebody
life disposed without opened chose
always the
Recycling me than
quicksilver
oversized can
shrunken
into thoughts
born
can
for be the
i
the closed t i in my line
thy
oxygen also dropped
looking any cared the at true
my
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quickly be
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steel steal
connection doors
faster trying face farce
i
used the of trash metal
something own rolling
walking
captured
into was unwanted other closed only uncovered
that
i
from myself got,
Soared that more
dragging before
using dump. Sprayed words
to dried
cells head
one kept
through to was the smile this
without
shocked
_undRess Béton for the unRecordists_
alchemy Thursday, October 22, 2009
the irreducible!
wave do MANY...
does mechanics?
the model not of that i.
The lies probabilities physics.
Interpretations apply
that outside...
Manuel Orazi Thursday, October 15, 2009
Colored Lithographs by Manuel Orazi. A rare piece of occultist ephemera, printed in an edition of 777 copies to commemorate magic for the coming year of 1896. Each double page spread mimics the Christian calendar in some respect (name days, iconography). The document is at once a spoof and an attempt to chart the year of magic. Its surviving interest resides in the extravagant and compelling illustrations, especially the full-page right hand plates, by Manuel Orazi
them hate stones (stones and son's revealed)
by one fly shadowthem hate stones
the systems moon
so dressed as file automatics
sun "tool" it passed many past’(S)
through 'the' like
also a was
especially
the feeling night sparks
toe destroyed birthday 'dot' right,
somebody ingrown waxed his teeth
also one came w/o socks
reveal - flicking ‘t’
come road son weigh like
't '
caution choosing
blistered light bloated
boat
toad on acid is dial my numbers
or my process
they judge
tied near
to oatmeal
love¬ dropped
light wasn’t to hide as unix animal of thin mustards
has steady minutes while cooking your eggs,
ready is
tie as nun dripped
&..duh al mater anyway
but, -
them hate stones
comment on André Pissoir's 'in deboredom'
"i know it's hard to decipher,-but if you're willing to wear diapers again,you may be back in time!"comment on André Pissoir's 'in deboredom'
undRess Béton - EOS Tuesday, October 13, 2009
'galaxy pretty as trick & the opposite and determined feed colors prove any colleague such account publication & exact one first transferred moon must as simultaneously both &nd der enduH particlelike principle uncertainty shave correct first property mechanics then spack at their particles more similar may cause and are certainty so as unsanitary moments letters at the kasoimandada essence less wave with independently smiling at the momentum just as teleportation published quantum Anton and he recently joined car like team produced heisenberg and duplicate as under-quantumsiRs another would of evidence same as would characteristics be your face.,'
André Pissoir 'Contemporary Teleportation' 2009
same as: Friday, October 9, 2009
(this may be containing more nutritious content for most at plastic city)
André Pissoir Quote
- André Pissoir
filmed but spectacle / anarchical persuades to projects Wednesday, October 7, 2009
The (a left it’s gaps / itself filmed but spectacle ]
his tradition to certain detours will cause styles that are defunct
with scaffolding or such objects as your current look:
and, -
motives shocking careful / makes them End for time
most begin as use to make construction sorts & forms useless
environment / et aliae
a prow emotional détournement
such as said pro-fascist dynamic fell sort of self suggested
in only of which are related french-style
fanatical baroque architectural,
those that for constant masses often apply savor desert privileges
in case of studies
tender evaluation
an in is rather assertive out
the cause had admirers parks
the gardens of your ideas leaving charm to have arrangements existing past
sculptural light in cranes behavior seems like his architectural underwear
though used as any boat made of elastic architecture torpedo
possibly made of things stuck to her monument
however, case that line.
that experimental stage, that not had detourned, conceived a book
that ‘We’ & his body without as age pregnant as most straight humans have named it
all and extent that as just as well spelled this swine to the other extant point
as an propagated furniture has aside of in complex new patriotic spectacles
causing this all will replacing metal
automobiles & success transporting the context
urbanism utilitarian capitalist contradicting the progress
abundance psychogeographical bricks
future society & its police
‘most the astonishing that propaganda’
spell*
reclaim your seats Monday, October 5, 2009
Even seemed finished-
himself read death as guy on cucumbers.
I getting longer, called death. End... For - or time ¿
Conclusions about the news reclaim the streets
with give & many grave! while maybe S
Andre Pissoir in Deboredom
along, "Il Manifesto" one me
than to own a title:
clear some had text and own epilogues
A [...] est a to
Ghezzi
no, rather be death’s underwear
than choice, deceit,
different argument, may count later
there are lengths by of in have his duty to be measured
nothing suspected later
détourner be december or have another year
more to come on sunday to our already enrico memento
very more names followed by development
like challenging ready length he did deboredom of chosen to be earlier
moment decades always sublime mediatic impressions
to me or rather to be it is give
other than that is fraud
end leurre.
- André Pissoir in Deboredom
as seen on the unRecordists blog:
uncertain certainly not Saturday, October 3, 2009
purgy flirt urgent skirt
when we come do urban hurt.
*hick* /˙flap shoe who do we doo
hersdo cermailic glur
sure them temper rises early wormed
where did you get that? sense is lost,- it's quality overdrives
makes them cucumbers fly
#
#
uncertain certainly not
shade dwelling into childhood Friday, October 2, 2009
Not end but Rose-
which days i write?
used as the him elected edification hairy harmonious
then deciding shifting to the skies drumbeat
call in that do.
flow which dictated of does;
to question that
is inspired by such certain niceties
them each between considerations
want dodoma ‘they think’
strange retained belts are fear,
real it now
he extraordinary else is later
on do you cause calls of receptacles an as brief stirred
catch critical titles mannequin glass of water
however… she left
André Pissoir Quotes Thursday, October 1, 2009
'poets are pure justified impossible meaningless statements of enlightenment,
being passed as answers to the unrecorded letters of questions...'
-André Pissoir "as we got lost 10 000 years ago"
André Pissoir Quotes
'in evening literary region, as to man notion
I themselves degree of perpetrating comments through ridiculous Surrealism'
-André Pissoir on date to date
André Pissoir Quotes
‘fleetingly he adapted to discover stripping an moral that it’s realm has a most dulled deal in the myself created as purgatory so any advantage was a phenomena!’
-André Pissoir at readings on her time
André Pissoir Quotes
'etc. however, finally contradictory has cordial to less of you then about YOUR obtrudes'
interrupted meditation
fecundating life at the dawn of crushed cans point to his elsewhere
dull luck!
told of affairs he would walk with the few oxygens outside
moments promised traditional medicine
canine had blended and their room occurs trust as follows
the flow of exception ran out of numbers while she left…
-André Pissoir on Pissoirlogical Sciences
André Pissoir Quotes Saturday, September 26, 2009
'suffering my purpose is the thing i am'
- André Pissoir
on DMAH (Techno-Shamans) Sunday, September 20, 2009
if i fall into the noise creating my ears i endure the light as notesmaybe trench coat desire functions less but the wounds being salted through isolated terrorescapade as exit threshold it becomes my notions beyond now-resting in lobes punctuated by synth it loads the unknown¬
in response to murmurists McArthur: Saturday, September 19, 2009
in response to McArthur: (item)
as we stumbled across the McArthur orientation
we funded and raised our hair to welcome'ing
the times of changing diapers like switching protons
however i fell for them sweets paying attentions to what has been intended need
but less of calories in health matter, it was bothering my back too
i couldn't tell when she asked such anymore, i guess i had died already
somewhat terrible feeling the enlightenment while causing leaping wounds gaping for salt love...
'duck the weaving hammer' by André Pissoir Friday, September 18, 2009
flying cucumbers
the psychotic truth became his pants
i was worried about these things happened lately, noticed though things were late lie.
when becoming the morning fever of trust that possibilities were the happening fact
- it felt sour.
arisen from breathless sleep, I understood recently, I differed from the shame on air as others had mentioned to me too.
i felt a bit tired from breaking my neck on bars at speed from temper beats as they were ages old,
I was supposed on date.
when those creatures I was terrifying had undressed to (wait in fact, as we said: ‘we can’t always say black’) over
suburb the city into the no ledge of history wearing her silk handkerchief for dinner with minutes, splashing.
metaphoric sparking triangles handed him some time to spend, such as science looks and empiric thoughts
were none them couldn’t tell, but read as follows:
(continuation through the book which needs to be read! a release from Caballé Voltage, André Pissoir)
proud to be presenting 'postlude presumption architecture' on LEEP/CJC Sunday, September 13, 2009
D5 Chapbook II Friday, September 4, 2009
This is the second Chapbook, Edited by Doriandra. It has no name, only the contents which shriek loudly enough.
Contributors, unwilling or not, include-
Cocaine Jesus
Doriandra
Ruela Pinho
Lazare
Murmurists
DB Rood
DB
Jase
Robert Chrysler
Inconsequential
CHM
Undress Beton
I Am Not Kek-w
Tic Tac
Dodo Spiessert
Junior
Elliot Wisdom
Carmen Racovitza
Cachorro Rabugento Morto Em Noite Chuvosa
Aaron Held
d5 Chapbook II
weeformance issue 2 Thursday, September 3, 2009
as seen not at similar varied but here slightly too:
weeimage
when I would bizarre (on 'during wars of dolls') Wednesday, September 2, 2009
red riding cymbal i was not very much here, of rather little some
as you know me, i don't expect digital nipples
since it is descended really Béton
genius though anything this and doing words,
but nothing happens
she asked 'what did you excerpt'!: unaffiliated foil matters nonsensical intentional perceptions?
radiation flagged as spam i wrote my pain to fried skin
believing finally became the trust of sin the son of mesmerized flangers bought during bladder misbehave
jumpsuits fang such dude i wasn't aware, answered yellow blood became his underwear needed change i was out of breath.
in fact:
having handled the time without arms on fire
pointing the wrong way was fun
during wars of dolls fighting for a larger dressing room
inside their souls captured in plastic flowery pots!
my press surrounded....
eyelids because my or neither them On
you'll tape sounds ways;
3:14 for well, get your hands....
See dial
paper head asked nature you,
you and May
May Varies. Miraculous My up,
what 8, want pressing
I
damn People
exactly, see
am thrills
you remain
god’s thumbs
Where to with them Beings
the I me some well
I'm upon all
lara a..cappella & undRess Béton on us Friday, August 28, 2009
undRess Béton: well it can be though then we work and sing as well as bark, but who knows about us we can change every part of a scent calling secondos. lara a..cappella: i’ve got seconds running down my thighs the dogs are barking they never change my scent is ours it smells of silence groping in the dark. undRess Béton: barking seconds down my thighs the dogs never change but i’ve got our scent as silence it smells of groping dark though noise recalls. lara a..cappella: noise recalls no sound at all just splatters waves against the door closed right now the dog is out. be my guest…it’s healthy as hell if hell is healthy. undRess Béton: noise is out closed doors splattered against the dog waves recall right now at all i guess i’m out. during hell i guess healthy is well being a guest. lara a..cappella: i guess i’m out of out i just want in but shut the door and keep the wind in i can’t recall the now at all i guess i’m out and noise is in. undRess Béton: terrific i guess i’m in of out i just want out but open the door and keep the wind out i can recall the snow at call. i guess i’m scout or paranoid and noise is inside. lara a..cappella: and any heaven is hell when you are no longer a guest. undRess Béton: heaven is hell being a guest at no youth at long. lara a..cappella: could you tend to your shadow dear? i think it sneezed or yawned just now when i closed the door it had no toes and a strange large bump upon its head. undRess Béton: this is only left as trust sneezing doors and yawning toes “could you tend to your shadow dear?” i crawl and crumble sides to bends straw up tender skin may i excuse such i am thin seriously your latest stout has been rewarded by her as she is upon his head. Lara a..Capella http://www.myspace.com/laramanchadadefruotslara a..cappella & undRess Béton on usto the fantastic one!
Fernando Béton on such Thursday, August 27, 2009
“well it can be though
then we work and sing
as well as bark,
but who knows about us
we can change
every part of a scent
calling secondos”— Fernando Béton on date to date
germs and physics Sunday, August 23, 2009
time is your cell
measures most what lives their hell
ways of paths borrow street names as orientations
come back from past plastic ports
open to connect more than one part trial¯
hell wrath Saturday, August 22, 2009
so traditions stand what
borrows rhetorical trials that will understand
render undo your garbage skin
stationary reasons
lumpy is most orientations
forcefulness come hell wrath those
sky not from your ports
pale scar names wearing your pants
cell do street to what lives fail
you that allow untimed parts
send paths scrape plastic reflections
one more scheme rhythm dies
open...
do you come sliced love humbled
as this ideology for past repetition of their
to as of scrambled voodoo will perception
ego metorial of handkerchiefs esteem
live connects
that is
never back
hence will see individual pretenders time tied self proretroarticularrism
ways as gestures is what measures want
you as those in memorial
stand lurk
than
less_
lezet Friday, August 14, 2009
LEZET 
We all know about undRess Béton -the music you make is just perfect,man!
sat du pond Thursday, August 13, 2009
ZETE PURONGGE * ....... 
Zete Purongge
the irony of your comfort makes me vomit
but the luck of a first time disciple trusts his futive nurture
or the loving diffused grows hot
Ajar in a life of a door is sweet reward
the worst noise pasted to the wallpaper
what the bees must have sucked through their little probes
what "honey " from a sepal well .....so enervating
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but reward or sepal nurture grows to me their Ajar life from worst noise is vomit the luck of a well & the hot "honey" enervating loving is a so andMUST disciple and pass the door of rusts anklesthe sweet little furtive wallpaper probes like comfort makes irony to the what bees in your pasted thoughts sucked what first time diffused the only such as being
Posted by undRess Béton on August 13, 2009 - Thursday - 2:45 AM
recently spoken (en garde)
do I have to speak out the word,
or was the word already taken by the suspicious thought?
we smiled
recently as I discovered the mentioned far site theory, wearing my task to leave,
the road was cleared by paths of her past.
rinsing wounds
apparently scouted as mantled order taken clown from aridanus flat tire visions had disguises,
but then as those that called her by the name
she of us were them stuck to labels as wasted furniture people’s advices.
shy provoke
meanwhile sipping the colors from the wall scratching my loose head barely that of such kind worth to mention
“regressive stanch rant flaws of speaking times as words recall your nothing” he said.
as for response
the curtain would just suite me right to leave my sight besides the vision of crkela & exon shuffling
however we were bound to make the call just as of now. he ran.
sparkling glamour of grease passing the route of the time’s measurement ,- faulty faulty I dare to speak…
when traveling the scale makes sense
we’d appear to be revealing scattered tiles of our shaded minds
- dead flowers wouldn’t reach the thought anymore.
she whispered.
slight tense…
(preview laminating scam disorders) Saturday, August 8, 2009
when traveling the scale makes sense
we’d appear to be revealing scattered tiles of our shaded minds
trashed ‘bangs’ Wednesday, August 5, 2009
he decided to hence, so the rest already did try to do cancel.
fortunate sample was times as they also noticed colors-
while realizing the wait the step was caused!
larry was out of reach…
could wanting to deceive a mission?
ranting cause trashed ‘bangs’
.
blu and er
full inspiring about
as seen on the unRecordist blog
we wrote Thursday, July 30, 2009
become is the are of virtue a still image to no I universe.suddenly pants
Baudelaire from the continuing dared beard Thursday, July 23, 2009
dream relationship that short state isolate insert
the a was written (in always to life)
While only of which it before the that they have one involved joke.
Old.
These as can still that expressed.
Retouch by and the to along,
MEMORABILIA,
of whose of I what very number sentence acts they blurred
not do be Language a to
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to frank von we say Tuesday, July 21, 2009
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do you're ‘’ there’s already a saint's log
can't is enough!
chosen yourself
need a see *smiles* way-here -…
inner know what this is as what we are
or, -
you'll your own known call. (again)
better i pain
it really compares to the motto from here:
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in the!
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"i just don't know about ya..." Tuesday, June 9, 2009
ONLY read 20BPM
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we scare now hands life scared will serve deliverance using stirrings memory
the needed lighter condition decides that several could fly
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in deliR Friday, June 5, 2009
will words ever reach...
how much I want- need- and will thank you?!!!
in deliR~
Soared matter the words brushed quicksilver dust through the closed doors to my health
rolling faster i kept constantly walking while somebody else chose running more than holy trying to awaken me starting from my oversized feet to shrunken dried head only used one synapse to the other cosmic connection to be born to something simple called life
can it be true that i opened the trashcan while also finding myself looking rotten to me
quickly closed the lid shocked dropped hate into my face of unwanted cells sprayed thoughts wouldn‘t stop
uncovered without oxygen i was quickly to realize the steel that had captured myself were my own forced emotions dragging me to this bottom line without using a paper bag to protect the shiny metal that was created before
i always cared for recycling (awareness), however myself, i rather disposed at any chance i got, into any filthy dump.
~
plastic doorbell Wednesday, May 27, 2009
*and now i sing,
call anything ding
maybe dong
i am king kong
when will i leave plastic hong kong
the door again will create the sound
of my soul profound bark as the hound
i came around, round me I and I is dizzy
also a missy sometimes pissy
why not
i am thin as lizzy
rather skinny i can‘t eat
it all smells like some rotten feet
smiles all across miles and more will follow
disgusting the sky as my eye sees none
can‘t sing anymore it‘s all so plain my restless pain
constrain fame is my brain so lame as encoders
will force as i get older some i heard dryout colder_
OK i closed the refrigerator betrayer i become a slayer
put each layer below the known
you do i do we me do i go cuckoo yes anyway at least i try to confess
no church no priest while i sneeze
i flop and drop kiss the lie ‚goodbuy:_ bye bye shop_
{another architecture of my lost second not watching}
Waiting is not seeing-
See what there is and wait!
==================
shadow dance Tuesday, May 26, 2009
whip Friday, May 22, 2009
got asking regrets for up it
make
you
me lips not fright as nights amplified my bringing liquified quarter
I was up dropping as the trips booze already went like magazine trace
kept filled would get glossy with each inch they just used talking across so cumbers
try not falling numbers
left forgot
it was as cream
old letters
apparently pacifiers had been sold out,
so I thought this is the end of all, but it also seemed like my chance,
as I had the idea to create a new yummy one, with glitter too,
hmh:
them wouldn't like the shape of the cheap plastic thoughts,
as I realized I started to melt,
I was stuck up in someone‘s throat,
as one single char, lost in abs commission teams,
sucked in without supervision of any perception,
so I seemed to have been detected by detectives of government,
they send a letter I opened and read it and said they were suckers
as they wanted me for their I_army, i grabbed the flag of their
hiding forces,-
and wiped my a**
oh, now cia is tapping my phone, as I‘m recovering their trash
to be prepared to built the largest stick for their,
ah come on you know best
miseducated aged woman as I am MOM Saturday, May 16, 2009
the story happened while I locked myself in
this closet of yours, -
I was wearing my skimask
while the cops used & abused the elevator
- trying to catch me
though as I was hidden in your safe!_
How could I ever thank you,
being so loyal
to some weird numb miseducated aged woman as I am MOM_
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(eight thousand nifty lillies
adorned with their unrelenting
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SWIMMING THIS INTO THE SHAME
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SWIMMING THIS INTO THE SHAME
any of that past this in fact to deny
be from continued here or will as the lust rises later
besides born pressure is to not to read dead paper porn
as disciples loved to be raptured red by father
or god’s endlessly balls fear the us ‘s’
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these I had every unencumbered shiny day
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will turn the sky as reborn beauty to the past life’s next living
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in comfort the iron of front or erupted wires vomit
but the luck of disciplines trust as no future furniture
or the loving far in an out diffuses are grew of lies
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note to adi Friday, May 15, 2009
so many would draw chance compiling hence the fury was fast
we had proper liability pants showing teeth
compelling it was never frightening, but as others tight ride fights we were there!
love to you adi and why we were here¬
thank you so much!
jaan
note to jaie
slacky purge, - i was rising to reveal fly spots
as niriterieay flangered the pot sur riveled the lenge
i was very wasy my friend, but as pix flu dry cancels es came
trench were goats glued togerther flying shot was trendy not, but you already knew that!
love,
jaan
you bedada me
Sleepwalking phone under brightening knife
surfing eye as them fail me being dragon up mouth
my chance without minute to stop while behind father suns
comes as to trying my red mother blisters stellar gums night blue wrist pilgrims close night walls then struck crawl mud without shadow
dozed to escaped far become my lust
clothes acting can skin voodoo wheels
day spine wagon always
would as moon mary called must my train passing i saw
to of marginalized trying automatic ear
line of edge to i riding is last found realizing her loss
wind see then is colored_
Title:&
border teared down
with tears of us
boring I
while exciting them
how the borders will fall_
{part one has begun}
treble Wednesday, May 13, 2009
it was born in a word
well as absorbing as it was
it actually got stuck to my feet
now I‘m walking with smiling tears
when will it just leave these eyes watching words
- watching it spiting skies of fears¬
cancer canceled my Monday, May 11, 2009
sipping on this purple dRink
makes the wish come true following
yesterdays leftovers without
recovering the essence of nutrition's behavior
right here in my head feeling like piles of blueberries
calling fairy‘s tales lost space of tomorrow
is the call of my soRRow¬
Mr Kwo 
Lee Kwo
Dear Mr Beton/ Thanks for yr comment/ yet another betonism I believe/I remain trapped in the closed circle of yr solipsistic neural rushes of self referential glossolaria/ Your neuron traffic is intense and enigmatic in the extreme/I cannot doubt ther existence of the supernatural when I read yr passages of text/Very psycho-delic/ Regards Lee kwo/
is he dead
The Post-Borp Underground by Robert Chrysler
Hard to define aesthetically, and consisting of a disparate group of cantankerous individuals who would rather be condemned to an eternity sniffing Hulk Hogan's sweaty wrestling trunks than be thought of as being members of an artistic group or school, the post-borp underground has been called everything from "the future of literature" to "a complete hoax perpetrated by a bunch of mentally-retarded William S. Burroughs wannabes."
The Players
Kane X. Faucher
The Skinny: A virtuoso who brings respectability and literary pedigree to the group. The author of several novels that people who don't sniff glue have actually read. Theoretcally sound, he is a subversive mole within the halls of academy, just so he can keep on indulging in wine, women and texting. He explains what Deleuze and Guattari are going on about to other members of the group.
Downside: Napoleonic on occasion, he devotes far too much time to lifting cars and plotting to overthrow Matina Stamatakis (see below) for leadership of the group.
Aaron Held
The Skinny: A prodigy renowned for his versatility in the visual and textual realms. Cute, shy, the teen heart-throb of the group who quietly, diligently churns out the borp with astounding regularity.
Downside: A crippling addiction to internet porn and death-metal.
Jaie Miller
The Skinny: The weird British guy. Profoundly influenced by surrealism and hip-hop culture, he produces reams of text at a pace that makes other members of the group suspect there are three of him. An anti-capitalist revolutionary who has devoted considerable energy to smashing the system, while also remaining really quite funky.
Downside: He's British, talks funny and has been arrested several times for stalking Lauryn Hill. He's also into jazz-funk.
Jaan Patterson
The Skinny: The blissed-out, mad prince of the group. Possesses a tremendous work-ethic, and is always ready to lend a helping hand to various projects, he is the glue that holds the group together. Very huggable and works the borp visually, textually and musically. Totally insane, druggy genius.
Downside: He often talks backwards. Other group members have come to see this as endearing, if not absolute proof of his connection to the borp.
Marcus Tang
The Skinny: Reclusive and mysterious. Works the borp from all angles, too. Rumoured to be the former lover of group leader Matina Stamatakis, as well as the father of her only child.
Downside: Very creepy. And angry. Very angry.
John Moore Williams
The Skinny: A textual virtuoso and rigorous literary theorist. If it can be written, he can write it. A red-head who probably worships Satan, he brings sexiness to the group and looks good with minimal amounts of clothing on. He is rumoured to be working on the first (though surely not the last) post-borp porno film.
Downside: None, really. And it's annoying, too!
Robert Chrysler
The Skinny: Barely-literate, drug and alcohol addled anarchist and surrealist. Obviously brain-damaged, disheveled and prone to mental instability, he nonetheless remains a producer of text. Detractors of the group see him as epitomizing everything that is specious about it, supporters see him as being something of a "spiritual leader."
Downside: Cracked-out and obsessed with Theoni Tambaki (see below).
The Leaders
Lee Kwo
The Skinny: Textual and musical wizard of the borp. A veteran avant-gardist, who has seen it all, engaged with it very deeply and come away laughing maniacally. Proof that drugs can be a good thing, it is said Lee has already kicked several exotic concoctions not even known yet to the FDA.
Downside: Can't get over Stiv Bators and still wears his jeans way too tight.
Theoni Tambaki
The Skinny: Hash-crazed Greek anarchist, prone to knife-wielding thuggery and arson. She's been arrested several times for something to do with goats (the other members are sworn to secrecy). Fluent in every language known to man (and some unknown), she is both a poet and visual arts visionary. Lives and breathes the borp, and remains a staunch enemy of "things as they are."
Downside: Probably the goat thing.
Matina Stamatakis
The Skinny: The unquestionable leader of the group. A supremely talented beauty, who rules with a combination of charm and iron breasteses, despite being only three feet tall.
Downside: She likes Kajagoogoo.
*A special mention must be made of the man behind the scenes, John C. Goodman, for giving them a wall upon which to scrawl their weird thingies*
Hard to define aesthetically, and consisting of a disparate group of cantankerous individuals who would rather be condemned to an eternity sniffing Hulk Hogan's sweaty wrestling trunks than be thought of as being members of an artistic group or school, the post-borp underground has been called everything from "the future of literature" to "a complete hoax perpetrated by a bunch of mentally-retarded William S. Burroughs wannabes."
The Players
Kane X. Faucher
The Skinny: A virtuoso who brings respectability and literary pedigree to the group. The author of several novels that people who don't sniff glue have actually read. Theoretcally sound, he is a subversive mole within the halls of academy, just so he can keep on indulging in wine, women and texting. He explains what Deleuze and Guattari are going on about to other members of the group.
Downside: Napoleonic on occasion, he devotes far too much time to lifting cars and plotting to overthrow Matina Stamatakis (see below) for leadership of the group.
Aaron Held
The Skinny: A prodigy renowned for his versatility in the visual and textual realms. Cute, shy, the teen heart-throb of the group who quietly, diligently churns out the borp with astounding regularity.
Downside: A crippling addiction to internet porn and death-metal.
Jaie Miller
The Skinny: The weird British guy. Profoundly influenced by surrealism and hip-hop culture, he produces reams of text at a pace that makes other members of the group suspect there are three of him. An anti-capitalist revolutionary who has devoted considerable energy to smashing the system, while also remaining really quite funky.
Downside: He's British, talks funny and has been arrested several times for stalking Lauryn Hill. He's also into jazz-funk.
Jaan Patterson
The Skinny: The blissed-out, mad prince of the group. Possesses a tremendous work-ethic, and is always ready to lend a helping hand to various projects, he is the glue that holds the group together. Very huggable and works the borp visually, textually and musically. Totally insane, druggy genius.
Downside: He often talks backwards. Other group members have come to see this as endearing, if not absolute proof of his connection to the borp.
Marcus Tang
The Skinny: Reclusive and mysterious. Works the borp from all angles, too. Rumoured to be the former lover of group leader Matina Stamatakis, as well as the father of her only child.
Downside: Very creepy. And angry. Very angry.
John Moore Williams
The Skinny: A textual virtuoso and rigorous literary theorist. If it can be written, he can write it. A red-head who probably worships Satan, he brings sexiness to the group and looks good with minimal amounts of clothing on. He is rumoured to be working on the first (though surely not the last) post-borp porno film.
Downside: None, really. And it's annoying, too!
Robert Chrysler
The Skinny: Barely-literate, drug and alcohol addled anarchist and surrealist. Obviously brain-damaged, disheveled and prone to mental instability, he nonetheless remains a producer of text. Detractors of the group see him as epitomizing everything that is specious about it, supporters see him as being something of a "spiritual leader."
Downside: Cracked-out and obsessed with Theoni Tambaki (see below).
The Leaders
Lee Kwo
The Skinny: Textual and musical wizard of the borp. A veteran avant-gardist, who has seen it all, engaged with it very deeply and come away laughing maniacally. Proof that drugs can be a good thing, it is said Lee has already kicked several exotic concoctions not even known yet to the FDA.
Downside: Can't get over Stiv Bators and still wears his jeans way too tight.
Theoni Tambaki
The Skinny: Hash-crazed Greek anarchist, prone to knife-wielding thuggery and arson. She's been arrested several times for something to do with goats (the other members are sworn to secrecy). Fluent in every language known to man (and some unknown), she is both a poet and visual arts visionary. Lives and breathes the borp, and remains a staunch enemy of "things as they are."
Downside: Probably the goat thing.
Matina Stamatakis
The Skinny: The unquestionable leader of the group. A supremely talented beauty, who rules with a combination of charm and iron breasteses, despite being only three feet tall.
Downside: She likes Kajagoogoo.
*A special mention must be made of the man behind the scenes, John C. Goodman, for giving them a wall upon which to scrawl their weird thingies*
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and dangerous child's hands went broke
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before tightened it
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suRRism 2009 visits the Caballé Voltage
any of that past this in fact to deny
be from continued here or will as the lust rises later
besides born pressure is to not to read dead paper porn
as disciples loved to be raptured red by father
or god’s endlessly balls fear the us ‘s’
senseless only the motors worst money waste
these I had every unencumbered shiny day
what together we call time the two of us 44 brothers & sisters
will turn the sky as reborn beauty to the past life’s next living
necks that could offend my work strained disciples life
swimming this into the shame
in comfort the iron of front or erupted wires vomit
but the luck of disciplines trust as no future furniture
or the loving far in an out diffuses are grew of lies
not of jar in a life day
the worst feel pasted it to the walls
what the son of bees must have sucked through truth
what ‘s’ of us tough look a parents force
blood and personal is minds path
as might you the past with enigma
painful plants destroy their pants
no resistance II authentic front as explosives me
stirrings memory ’s’ or R the needed lighter condition ¬
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last up shopping
divorcing caused
fun before behind gutter the none that called the purple bitch
razor to those infinity,
opened day end neck tearing
who i
late to me, messed the fit
another mathematics in last that chopped the spoon,
dark soon could or fell option step my river outside of climbed in
just sprung the brake,
fire see my wished borders
tasting the sight as last lot was last moon the fright,
caught
got across this turn abusing admitting
has
eyes left my be
off,
grandma plastic party
the up walk
handy fur wasn't my brain
pain unless matches
something i said:
she read something:
his pants were dry:
"Sharing pleasures while pain becomes the neutral
variety of gaping wounds being salted with love”
-André Pissoir suRRism