America captures the hearts minds money of the Never endings of Never Prey on the Prey
A little shreek like a lobster plunged into a boiling pot came from her throat-trying to stifle it her heart bobbed in her chest and she gasped expelled.
‘Just ready’ he said
Her head turned to the side her left hand grabbed his arm-it was hard-her lips plugged up again as he released-a sadness overwhelmed her.
She could see in his black eyes a regularity of forbidden entry.
A blue smile formed on his lips as his tongue peaked like a clitoris out at the side.
‘You like this lady’
Catapulted back to a time when this was forbidden, she thought of her life where pleasure was non- existent where even the thought was a sin.
Rory the first was tall and lugubrious with shadows in his eyes and want in his mind. She was reflected in him as a towel of sensuousness sheathed her. Her body immersed in his organs folded by his skin wrapped up in turgid tenderness.
He was using her she knew-being useful made her forgiving and giving.
‘Ok’ blackman interjected her thoughts and said to indifference ‘pass me the towels’
‘You ok on your own to lift her out’
‘Of course, what’s there to lift only a bag of bones’
Indifference laughed at his sarcastic shallowness.
He brushed off the languid lips again and played using the back of his hand over them an oceanic symphony.
She wanted to explode and rise up-her body confused felt hot-her head fell back-it was too much-her heart beating hard-breathless he covered her mouth with a sponge-she came.
This is death she thought-
I want to die now
moore’s paradox
Believe that
P often
Not always
Asserts
P
Alternatively
Contradiction
The first
Step
To absurdity
Don’t
Assert
Enough
Or
Too much
What
It is
Raining
On
P
Cute
As a
Fox
Can we
Agree
Another
Paradox
God! He is so bloody beauty full
The Blackezt Bridge
It comes from somewhere
Classed mostly as nowhere
It slaps
Down the drain swimming in the blackness of sunshine
Dazzeled you are captured and
Lathered in the toporofic tomb
somewhere
BLINDEDbyBALONEY
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Nature only has to sit back and wait.
We don’t need much help with our incestuous hate
Contrary to the adage ‘knowledge economy’ we become:
Distant
Incongruent
Uncalibrated
Disjointed
Destroyed
The complexity of the want and Fuck u mind is the only economy birthed from this new notion of knowledge acquisition= economy
Dumb wits
Save the world they are killing it.
Nature watches the self cannibalisation
Disequilibrium based on disconnection from self
Alienation employs what it knows best: terror, we rust inside
Kill yourselves oh how sad!
Schadenfreude
Hold my hand
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PANDORA was the very first woman who was formed out of clay by the gods. The Titan Prometheus had originally been assigned with the task of creating man. But because he was displeased with their lot, stole fire from heaven. Zeus was angered, and commanded Hephaistos and the other gods to create a woman, Pandora, and endow her with the beauty and cunning. He then delivered her to Epimetheus, the foolish younger brother of Prometheus, for a bride. When he had received her into his house, Pandora opened the pithos (storage jar) which Zeus had given her as a wedding present, and released the swarm of evil spirits trapped within. They would ever afterwards plague mankind. Only Elpis (Hope) remained behind, a single blessing to succor mankind in their suffering.
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Spittle of Kerberos. Herakles was sent to fetch Kerberos forth from the underworld as one of his twelve labours. The spittle of the beast dripped upon the earth, and from it sprang the first aconite plant. (Source: Ovid)
KERBEROS (or Cerberus) was the gigantic hound which guarded the gates of Haides. He was posted to prevent ghosts of the dead from leaving the underworld. Kerberos was described as a three-headed dog with a serpent’s tail, a mane of snakes, and a lion’s claws. Some say he had fifty heads, though this number might have included the heads of his serpentine mane.
Herakles was sent to fetch Kerberos forth from the underworld as one of his twelve labours, a task which he accomplished through the grace of Persephone.
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THE WEDDING OF PELEUS & THETIS
“His Nereis bride he won from her high seat, and saw, round him enthroned, the gods of sky and sea proffer their gifts, foretelling the kingdom he and his race should rule.” – Pindar, Nemean Ode 4
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SELENE was the Titan goddess of the moon. She was depicted as a woman either riding side saddle on a horse or in a chariot drawn by a pair of winged steeds. Her lunar sphere or crescent was represented as either a crown set upon her head or as the fold of a raised, shining cloak. Sometimes she was said to drive a team of oxen and her lunar crescent was likened to the horns of a bull.
Selene’s great love was the shepherd prince Endymion. The beautiful boy was granted eternal youth and immortality by Zeus and placed in a state of eternal slumber in a cave near the peak of Lydian Mount Latmos. There his heavenly bride descended to consort with him in the night.
Cultural Cannibalisation Imaginings-enough is never enough-NOTHING EXISTS HERE.... or anywhere......it's all IN YOUR MIND..... 
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