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there’s still on the rim of night (having been in it) which is (in night) there as his horizontal lying rest in snow — breathing in breath ‘at’ the light day

overwhelming the mark being ‘by’ his ‘action’ — there — only. one’s — only breathing in breath — not night or day.

past cold, the man kneeling in snow — outside, one — which is horizontal waiting — in ‘falling snow’ overwhelming of the mark, the other being in it — only. as being the only overwhelming of rim.

that he’s — ‘running’ — by being forward ‘lying’ which is waiting (outside): ‘by’ — on the ground in rim of snow dropping on sky and floor only.

him — having an — action — snowing falling itself as the only overwhelming the rim — flowing on it:

night’s dropping — ‘there:’ as itself overrunning horizontal lying resting itself. his (this other person’s) overrunning is at rim — only — not ‘fighting’ as: freezing snowing in it — only.

structure in reverse is the black sky — inside

defining (as, one) — blue destroying — not — gap — where is figures — is dawn

being the reduction of the sky by (one’s) structure not seen after merely but in being after only.

interpretative — blue destroying — itself — their — structure in being after only

‘it’s itself interpreting’ — reordering only — as it

the pressure is violent cumulation of series, in earlier youth (now, which isn’t it) — isn’t it, is caused by it (?) (series)

at that present

rain: falling in sheets at the time. sitting floating (not in it) (fictive there while occurring)

they think (of it, this) knowledge is of one — inner. only. woman carried can see inner. this is some don’t hate everyone. this is being. people need the thought of comfort. there’s no comfort.

the physical body has comfort

sometimes

(enervated)

whereas this doesn’t

enervated — extended

not itself

the physical body has

comfort — this is inner

people don’t hate everyone is to the physical body’s inner

peace has been cumulative there, in the cubicles in light, outside of which is the river through the meadows.

they’re clear. (haven’t been in war for some time.)

cubicles, of only city, from high up where people live — separated by a river with a vast meadow on either side, people fishing at a far distance on it — unknown how one makes a living or anything, as there are no connections, while there are companies — people ‘communicate’ only to people

the physical body

is only on that

of cubicles

(the neck cut out — and being the earlier life — is the inner.)

fighting. made up. yet the sole movement is fighting from one throughout. at present.

others, one can’t stand the existence — and fight to have existence.

there’s no relation, of one to being and the inner —

The movement in the frame (of one’s) throughout years, in youth — not imposed, so it’s sole — yet accumulation as that even, and so heavily weighed — have no images

mud, the mind in heavy cumulated series — so ‘mud’ is a relief to have in ‘the neck being taken out’ to make the earlier start/ ‘earlier life’, while at this time (later) — and to have only the relation to real as only death of one’s frame — moves

pressure that’s on rim of surface running over it — almost crying — as (at) have no images

the ‘mud’ as a ‘favorable’ near clear in the cumulated weight — that’s not in one’s frame in movement (that’s) in youth, rather than now, but caused by it or is it — so that its relation to seeing real (death of frame as law) is clear pressure

clear pressure (only ‘having’ to — and so without images, though ‘mud’ as the mind is one) as a law

not (at) one’s frame, or at existing, while (though) pressure is in it, is it (the physical frame)

only

there’s nothing outside — man kneeling horizontal lying in snowing outside — for oneself kneeling in intense action.

he’s only overflowing on rim as sky not snowing

where sky’s snowing overflowing

bow encrusted trees — not snowing — man’s horizontal lying while waiting, cold — (for oneself kneeling) — is sky being split, as: ‘not’ snowing

his is overflowing rim of sky — in undercutting snowing sky

itself is overflowing — his is being ‘inside’

it’s enervating to ‘unmake’ sole connections apparently formed in one’s (cubicles) by having to be in an other ground of them only — as one (only)

the physical body has nothing to do with this

interpretative is the ‘fixing’, and as such distortion of phenomenal activity (per se, not simply fixing the view of actions)

an ‘outside’ outwardly-articulating ‘social’ interpretation which qualitatively changes the object of its consideration — as does the inner ‘warp’, which warps in order to see its own reverberation — is there

he’s/someone’s not interested in anything, a corpse

he doesn’t die — he just lay on himself — while living (?)

so there’s not light life

a man having me over, a woman who’s there whom he considers to have higher rank (than ‘mine’), which conception flatters him

as a pair substantiating his social order which is arbitrary

not abandonment

The rib cage floating in the shock occurs later, not chronologically — so that concentrating one at first chooses a moon bounding floating — in sheets of pouring rain, as that occurs. A man clothed in black in the black, sneaking as feet placed side-by-side, like a big fox carrying a stick that floats out horizontal on his shoulder (dragged behind) with his wild eyeballs seen — our (my) wild eyeballs catch in the black

We’re running outside tearing after him like bats on the boards a line — in bare feet by torrents of pouring snow in the sky — rather than the moon as chosen bounding. As one’s sole movement’s

silk black iris that’s chest/thorax lifted off (set down;

weighing) it doesn’t come

from them — is lifted off breathing, outside of one —

that is, one — weighed: not in the air, it is in the air

thorax black silk iris not image, breathing — in the air, yet weighed — weighed is it being lifted off

(the frame weighed), it in the air

black of night isn’t dependent

they appear — there

recurring

having to be ground under, socially — for nothing — hit on, as insignificant yet not to ridicule — being so, by them, when a woman say is carried (by them) never ridiculed so it is not of one —

people don’t hate everyone. some while participating never did.

the physical body didn’t

ever

the place is always. what’s coming is people attacking as sustaining their being in existence.

the one black oar parting the blue in fact — it is conditional on spring. I am.

bud — outside — but which is fully open — because outside of one as occurring lightly

a ‘burst’ that’s from one being returned to oneself — after one being away (outside). the outside is one’s awareness

The writing is not narrative ‘telling’ the story or stories of events. Rather, it is movements, a movement that was a ‘real’ event where all is fictional as phenomena. So history is scrutinized by phenomena, observed as minute, particular — and thus ‘fictive’ as haphazard moving.

Biography that is not ‘completed/whole’ ‘a life’, poems, fictions, not-illustrating, are not an early form, undeveloped narrative, but as mere movements are subject to scrutiny by phenomena, are ‘the life’s’ construction per se.

The motions of a small poem, of a sole event, of whatever nature — social repression, yet as movement (as written) — are not events compared to each other or ‘event’ually showing a whole construction — of themselves (even) — not imposed, but sole movements’ ‘fictive’

one thinks — (young) — living to endure poverty. starving people. because of that being the physical body, in fact.

there’s no poverty of the physical frame of anyone.

so if there’s any there’s no basis

(dying)

Why would they dismiss it because it’s not the same?

It exists because it’s not the same

running with bare feet, the snow falling, after the man clothed in black in the black sky — is the neck cut out

in their (other’s) existence — one’s neck cut out

blossoms blossomed. in time.

‘Undermining’ this, by seeing its appearance — places the individual doing so in the light of aberration (viewed by others, but also increasingly in the act of aberration by seeing (its) appearance) which may be regarded by a ‘viewer’ — as merely ‘personal’, not theoretical (which, as interpretive, assessment, is at that moment ‘authority’ itself)

if there’s no overriding structure, “There is no character-simulacrum for it to reside in.”

economic poverty (not being special) of them, one, is that being the physical body, per se. throughout.

which isn’t inner.

from the waist — so that, turned the bulb that’s oneself (thorax) — only — then — doesn’t have any existence — turned (wherever one turns)

as conception — at waist of magnolia buds that exist in the day really

sewing the black silk irises — not when one turned at waist

sewing them, they have no shape literally except being that — from one’s hand (being, in the air)

the irises only had existence in the black, before dawn, in fact

a man doesn’t want me to become quiet again — go into ocean not weighed of before fighting — ever

formation of that of narrowed to no form in one — of black voluptuous lip — outside — voluptuous lips that (aren’t) on black dawn, or before it when it’s black.

There was no intention — being done — with their existing.

not weighed before fighting which is the black, weighed, air — not the lips which have no weight — isn’t following

if one’s not contending… so the inner isn’t contending either…?

(at black dawn, in fact) — an ocean of black irises hanging in darkness of where one sits — so was sewing them; up, at 3:00 a.m., in silence, sewing — sew silk black irises that are that, the folds

we don’t have words. the silk black iris (formation, later, but then — outside) of my chest/thorax lifted off one’s haunches — is not the conception of the silk black iris (though was it, in lifting off), itself

that it’s formed first. I’d have to not want it in writing. to give up living

if we’re going to have to do this, it can’t be done.

stand the existence. this functions as a joke.

in the midst of the earlier life — young — one thought (as

resisting) of dying — because of death of frame as law.

there’s no time to oneself is the dawn occurring — its rim

it has no rim

pressure so that the mind comes in to the social unit

it isn’t done by people, there’s no time to oneself (it’s done by people only) — the night, the dawn, there

the constructed unit being no time to oneself — standing being completely alone

(‘standing,’ as ‘walking’)

flowering trees float the sky — packed luminous sky of ocean (a sky that is an ocean)

the group, not having time for oneself, opens that one floated sky

sleep-deprived one