DAY 535,560 TO 542,302
Day 535,560 (March 15th, CVD01,5:50 pm CovST)
(enters Suddhipanthaka) sweep clean sweep clean the floor mind ground
Huh. maybe im tired last summer was my GARDEN OF NEGLECT where I let the weeds take over a truce of sorts but I don’t think every plant serves a purpose so why should I single weeds out learn from weeds and serve no purpose “The highest purpose is to have no purpose at all. This puts one in accordance with nature, in her manner of operation.” John Cage said that by chance operation the name of his goal goal less to become without goal and purpose THE GROUND IS CLEAN BUT NOT THE MIND is it you’re playing a solitaire where pome is word making into its own soil each break is bonded to nothing but chance chance all the way and it stacks up into suits making difference in the same card therefore there is and is not hurry or favor only the calm embrace of SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP…NEXT WORD?
Day 536,406 (March 16th, CVD01,2:44 pm CovST)
(enters Suddhipanthaka) sweep clean sweep clean the floor mind ground
2,665,597 cases us alone alone we is us in the parlor waiting for entry into the announce space heritage of drawers
Not exactly 24 hrs but that’s 846 my work is almost done its compulsive if I don’t write make an entry more people will deth arrive in blankets white hot entries see is if I don’t write more people will di…. I cant say it I cant say the word is d….. I cant spell it I cant spell it correctly if I do it will reignite right? always room for more on the boat in your white hot sheet robe gleaming in the dark recesses of earth on the banks of the river that takes your breath away away
THE GROUND IS CLEAN BUT NOT THE MIND welcome to yomi all deceased carry on a gloomy and shadowy existence in perpetuity, regardless of their behavior in life de-ceased dec-eased
Mark time mark time sweep sweep 3:42 PM 536,494 2,665,742 cases you can’t know when it will be made apparent
Don’t get your hopes up see there’s false hope and true hope and bad faith and we are condemned to freedom its not always dreary though it can be ludicrous a freedom that is absurd yes remember that slap stick comedy routine as we stumble through I MEANT TO DO THAT nothing will interrupt that stream yes the accident of our living being now you can’t overlook that. SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP…NEXT WORD?
Day 537,923 (March 17th, CVD01, 6:13 pm CovST)
(enters Suddhipanthaka) sweep clean sweep clean the floor mind ground
2,675,853 cases so far so that’s 10,256 more cases and daths are down because I write if I don’t writ e. there will be more deths so I must writ e. 1517 more are daid I didn’t do enough wiritng and I cant write all day night words are THE GROUND IS CLEAN BUT NOT THE MIND I am a shell of money laid out humpty dumpty to the Floor hard wood is hard wood does to my head Analysius, but this in Chicago is In which invetors labor in America on evolved over 50 ye 73 to a father who was a about how campans embraced, too, a life of them are also a com hands. After graduating and they are callin University with a degree in and cermaics =, he proceeded take action on socie pottery.
Of empty syllables waiting release from the vacancy
To fill space at a dollar a line In “Black Vessel” In 1943, as Jo solo show at Gagosian on prepared for its in the succeeds in celebrating Robert Wood John work of artisans today. Responsibilities as stries,” his seminal series to the patients, detist used decommissioned mothers and fatheo to the actions taken against use our products ang civil rights demonstra- our customers and ew series, “Tar paintings,” our employers and galleries, he employe roof- and finally, to move beyond conceptu- we are fortunate ure SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP…NEXT WORD? You know it is how it is the place to respond and
Weather not of now not of now is then when it will fold into itself
and comes to a smolder He engages the coun- had shareholders and his own personal one- ks that unfurl with gritty this balancing of ad strokes . By creating markets increasing industrial materials usch shareholders. Out ad tarre3d fragments he is rage is incandescent but not enough for fuel I see money in anger I see profit in rage and that is not enough
Day 538,799 (March 18th, CVD01, 4:42 pm CovST)
(enters Suddhipanthaka) sweep clean sweep clean the floor mind ground
Is that what youre saying That the past haunts because it persists
And this what is will soon be the past to haunt of a future present arrive as a slide would projection film never stops never stops HE HAD A BAD DAY that sounds like a shootin thar atlanta of Asian women yesterday SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP…NEXT WORD? we got our first shot will it defend or attract deth is real tune sung by open bullet mouths 836 between then and now then then now at 5:34 there are 539,451 652 in what less than an hour now that see is stopped writing and more daid I cant say the word 2,686,444 cases now that we’ve grown we can afford it we be the haunted world a phantom nation is our shade the trumplavania we grows them stupid out here refuse vaccination cause it’s a socialist plot THERE ARE GOOD PEOPLE ON BOTH SIDES really not my forte that any have good or evil in there skin like pores or maps of synapses shooting good through and evil out THE GROUND IS CLEAN BUT NOT THE MIND when the weather is as changed subpoena of goes out drenched in hollow sounds an echo you are bell shaped and fleeting no it wasn’t always a fumble it had been an ongoing matter a good machine as primitives go enough to make the harvest or the flow to the trenches to make
damp the seed
Day 540,942 (March 19th, CVD01, 5:21 pm CovST)
(enters Suddhipanthaka) sweep clean sweep clean the floor mind ground 2,696,505 cases 10,061 casees in 24hour stop 1491 daiths in 24hours stop behave singular I did not write so 1491 people passed away from this thick season of symptombs is that Asian on the dash but ok to drive out the BEAST of the white american male heat is its flesh always in contours of heatdeath living anger sharp turn s in there HE HAD A BAD DAY Kkoktu are Korean funerary figures that protect, serve and care for the deceased in the immediate afterlife…..as symbols of regeneration as well as of the freedom gained by the soul of the deceased departing their body why where there spas? Massage parlors sex isn’t erotic as morbid fascination with absence of and completion and filling the hole void of your not being endurance and dare dare to put THAT in there how long can you go are you still going it isn’t about eroticism anymoremorbid and banal THE GROUND IS CLEAN BUT NOT THE MIND give them the deceased a kkotu to protect them from the living in the dark cavern in the crossing to death is America condemned to freedom SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP…NEXT WORD? If it isn’t one deth its another death being fungible like currency isn’t it from one culture to another exchanged is always the same death in different named forms but heres the deal the real hate crime here is limiting career options of immigrant Korean females to massage parlors and spas and sex work even if only hinted at even if only suggested because what was it all you have left to sell is your body that’s capitali$m desperation yes to cross into America is the afterlife of all immigrants a Hades for the world our river is us sinking you under the current in our arms some INCEL white cracker is frustrated with his genitals and its like shooting with your penis gun is fucking with distance impersonal yet so very personal why the fuck did they work there we aren’t asking that yet are we America is the hell of freedom of choice between limited options
Day 541,659 (March 20th, CVD01, 5:21 pm CovST)
(enters Suddhipanthaka) sweep clean sweep clean the floor mind ground
2,705,542 no time to count out space of end to end laid out across the a circle wish him good health yes, it wasn’t that complex that ours was timbers and hemp strapped together
good enough for the length of service occasional repairs sometimes improvements only reflect the current attentions to other details like smart homes we complicate the existing with a device of our fascination then everything becomes a digital shadow of itself such is the ongoing matter the health of state in the dependable machine that encumbered with the weight of innumerable
apparatuses change the function to a clamor a stumble an error a collapse no now a weight to different into a tomb that is the own I smell money now it burns
SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP…NEXT WORD No the very nature of “free” speech and discourse is the revelation and defeat of falsehood and ignorance so yes often stupid statements, though free to speak aloud or write, are and should be canceled because they are stupid the cuntservatives now use “rights” to free speech as cover to their ignorance and brutal policies doubling down on racist and ignorant rhetoric and hiding behind “free speech rights” "My concern about this hearing is that it seems to want to venture into the policing of rhetoric in a free society, free speech and away from rule of law and taking out bad guys," said Chip Roy from Texas a footnote in the history stamp of ignorance because yes chip roy you are the bad guys here
much like terrorists have long tested rights and the patience of authorities BUT is that from a movie did I experience that or so they said said who knows we are that under not
THE GROUND IS CLEAN BUT NOT THE MIND I don’t like the game of discourse and exchange to be like language subverted for the encouragement of ignorance and its nasty aftertaste
Day 542,302 (March 21st, CVD01, 4:42 pm CovST)
(enters Suddhipanthaka) sweep clean sweep clean the floor mind ground
2,712,938 cases. Anyday now I would love to be a child again but
In a different family to see out from the me going away what shape am I in the other eyes SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP…NEXT WORD don’t let your tiny tires fall into that
Chasm yes to your right aged Gun of serious Is not always death hidden in your textbooks left to. Not being woken to then I see sleep in your future. Augur from loose tracks left by Weave their wiggle in secret legend as the eat their way through the Random House edition of Homer I see spell of forecast your eating your head. And then birth no more THE GROUND IS CLEAN BUT NOT THE MIND it does seem that more of our premises, propositions, opinions and ideas are gauged more in terms of popularity and not truth. Augur this then from the stacks of worm burrowed money what it spells is worth value In your future past and don’t tell me about your present I’m here to divine your worth as valued ghost a phantom of value I see the faintest outline of your then sketch of black marks what was left out deleted is where you
Find your answer is ghost of value then and fortune now
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