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The art of being nobody in the crowd!

All being is work,
all being is prime and chromium...
All beings are one
and unique and simple...

almost all beings
are basic and some beings
are human,
most ignore it!

Viruses infecting galaxies!

Aquatic beings because wet,
aerial beings because moony.
Earthly beings because buried,
scorched igneous beings.

Dragons, sirens, chimeras or sphinxes,
each being is only what being pretends to be.

All being is work,
the whole being is prey and mass...

All beings are carbon and fiber and tone...
Almost all beings
are complex and some beings are human,
most ignore it!

Astronauts in drops of water!

Baroque beings because history,
modern beings because hysteria.
Troglodytes and polyglots.
Sacrosancts and idiots.

All being is a turned page
in the book of life,
all being is blurry writing
in the draft map of hell.

All being is humor and liquor
and blood, and sweat, and saliva...

All being is metastasis of sunlight
in the navy blue sky of an eternal autumn,
all being is paste, is mass,
clay and mother of pearl.

Every being is a parasite
on the skin of snakes,
it is a toxin in the half point arches,
every being is electric and human,
most ignore it!

Tiles on the walls of convents,
bread and roses in the white laps of queens.

Every living being is an accumulation of dead cells.

All being is Art,
every being is part of the Art of the other,
the whole being is the other part,
not complementary, of what has been preserved
of the quintessence of the Art of the other.

all living being
is discovery and caravel
and love letter without addressee...

some humans are humans,
most ignore it!

All being is apple in Eve's mouth
and in the mouth of any princess
childhood tale...
the whole being is mortal sin and eternal forgiveness.

The whole being is smile and riddle and sign.
All being is museum and gallery and wall.
All being is masterpiece
to which no other being gives a damn.

All being is cemetery and urn,
depository of the making of another being,
from the ashes of another's loving body,
any, being, that is not dominant,
because lover, because always and after and before.

All being is water thrown to the ground,
thrown into the oil of society or into the vinegar of God,
to the spittle of the mouth of atheists.



PAR
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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