musique bâclée pour un clarinettiste cassé

     eversince my
f'ailure to exist, eye have
admired his
delusions of genius \
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this is a t'rue story. no believe-it-or-not
bullzhit......o, let me clarify...this is
The True Story Set In
    A Ficticious Aggravation[of]
           Realty[of]Reality \
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can you or I truly(beTruthFull,now)
    own/possess all these things
wee onlypossess\
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we alls sfckn far from any
thing resembled of Truth that wee
       know deep in wee's
Hearts-of-Hearts that No Truth
      has ever been able to
 "Be" in any proximity to any
humananimal that ever has walked,
crawled, peed, shat, on this mother's earth\
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however, Troot is Everywhere In All of Us,
   as Troot lays no claim to 'meaning'
anything to any talking-tongue, big'assBrain----
   Troot is a wideopen expanse where
everything happens simultaneously, then
disappears in to a most friendly, relaxed,
       secure     void , & has no thing
doing to do with any type of 'belief' \
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Iyam thee Glory Monster of All
    Musique &All[of]Our Delusions & will
make blurping,slobberdy melodies of all manner of
 junkcrap scraps & useless 'things'
sounding off as they fall from their neglected
places hitting thee floor, thee ground, thee
transient firmament , in no specific
          order,
until all our fckn money goes'way \

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dkzk,,,wednesday2013
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