3 de 9 amb Golman

El nou Dëu ticatalà.

Aquí Déu no és ningú. I no pasa res. Per alguns. No tetes. Ni totes. Pero Déu ni Dö.

I’ve been nou before.

This is my best trait.

My raisson d’etre.

Si vous comprend mon sentiment.

Je croix que vous et moi, humilment, nous peux obrir une transformació de boisons que sónt trouvez dan la frontier d’un mirall que nous ne pas veure rien. Res de rien. Mais il n’ya pas de probleme. Nous sommes pura vida, parceque nous navez voygager peur un ciel blue que nous avons de conection aven un petit pais tropiqüel la petit cinture de NEW amerique. Je suis le neuveulle. Je vais arrivé plus tard. Pardon moi: je suis un cretin. Je vull presenté ma performative artist persona in kindest possible way to nurture your culture and your legacy. I’m a true NEW bacinoer. I’m anything else but this.

I rather fly.


AI transporter ready body suit gets prepared for your departure.

You are on.

To the highest estate.

Fasten your seat bealt.

Society is going to wrap up a show night.

I could say this poem in borough in NEWMAD were writers with big notebooks like Armando Gallo Pacheco presented their poems with alternative plans to the entire NEW multiverse ahead. Like flipping channels.

It’s that good.

It’s the golden goal.

The one we were expecting.

The green plan true state of nature.

The other nine states of nature upset.

They are not the one.

But the are the nine. The «NOU». NEW.


Three capital letter plans. Short names for campaigns. Things we’d turn into. Once trained to run though the rat race. Humans in rataraces paying 99 buck a month to keep their subscription comming into the personal payment system we all got to decide was what we really needed. This is what I’ve been working on for nine years. And they were the low point. But I was high. And that kept me hooked into this one idea. Read me back.


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