T is for Tribetablist : Re:volutionary Versus vs.

Acrillic Figa
"What we want is someone to think twice before they start a business. - Hilary Rosen, Recording industry of America, 2001

Deux copies of soma seal/kallendr entertwinned mixer licksir phase Arcacia, mind still like xion. Wind speaking. Phase delay echo-compression amplitude condensation nature conversation conversion turning versus waltz helicopter mapple mother matrix mother vortex, hazel sister syrup. The Pancake worth wheating for. kullendar foods of the reaping gods. Eight in Processional Cycles within professional circles and recycled > Swallowed back in time with vinyl spacewine. Operation Zepplin. Wychbury ills. Wooster. Miggle Earth > confused by mudapplication of mudbury ill-logic upon kingswinford boys school and King Edward's High school near Stourbridge > an old school mix tape to please Philosophy scholars whop hollas. Sci-fi seers, classic rock goth queens of the stone age and gene Interuptions from Jazz cannons > crossed wires christ sound aremixology s eeping through the studio walls, out the clouds and cracks in the pavement, Heliocentric worldview dormant in the Demeter seediment collected at the bottom of my pint. Cloud canvas. She is the wall and the paint. Amanita and not A Prattayana of TsuNarby time-trouble wave particle elixr skipper. Cheif. Tables of Curryspundances. Amplified Amplifiction. Hieroghettofication. To make bandwidth pregnant with novelty. Tribetables. Revolutionary DJ mixing. There i said it! blending reality, whisking up mythology and comedy and gods pharmacy. Apple Logik x Reason = Prose tools. Fli sight logik Plug outs. Oh shit, lightening bolt one leg just run off with my footnotes, The cyclops just stolen by stereo equipment. My 12" single. Wu tang and Mo-wax and Oriental Krushism landscape-soundscape. cliche background ambience history Scratching foreground, details, variables, changeable syllables. Flipped buqcs flipped discs, spun records. 2 tall and the perverts and Tiger. Elbotenic acidjazz. Deep within the heart of Jungleheart. Chitwan. Loud dubbleDub plate vinyl slang. Amplifiction. Recipemaps + puzzle + song carved into the runoff matri[X] Thus was it in time tribetablist Kallender and language constructing tools as future therapy for westernisms gone wyld. Billy Pilgrim has become stuck in time. Again. Look at the track titles and sleeve artwork while listening deeply simultaneously. Tribetooble ork-castration of 20 amino acid guides, guided by spacetime co-ordination and intuition. Microphonelines linking linguistic recipes together. I search around the writers block. Spray Can as computer Mouse Brush. Visual symbolic divinitorial signifier [pack, house, set, series, nuzzle] ideogrammic tranducer between human nervous-system and Grandmother Goddess Gaia [HER dew covered hedgeoak leaf emerald lozenge dazzlehopper] sign language $ of the times-tables turning > versinging, dance, meditation, kung-fu prose using audio softwar metaphors and intoxicated EVOLOTION > worked backwards into the minds of spores. Cut and Skratch at history to help reveal hers. Rock drill 85-105. Thrones. Sample groovy landscapes into mymulltea-story Stack-shuffle spooky logic circuits. And to change the very meaning of words from one conference to another > Pro-ceed! Preceed! Pro tools, "Prose" Tools Logic and Reason and turntables and a mix(here) in between. Acrillic figa sampling internet image archives and spinning them dizzy cove vortex. Arc I repeat > Vinyl cyclic record turning disc seal/fragments of a Disk Druggy. Virtual studio space and time Interface. Coffin up Vinyl scrolls. Fantastic dubble dub platted twisting golden chords. De chorded. MidknightSpring hands juggle Green Jungle scape > Simultaneously throwing and catching revolting avant jazz fragments. Avant bard! Kwantum Stubblefield slanguistix. Milling Karma wheels. Served on a turntable platter with a byte of luck. On rotation two records in-finite phase/faze. Slick and time twisted spiral codes - co-ordinates. Grime with mold. storage in dark-dank cupboards. Death fungus grows in granmas earholes. Cutting paths into youknight and knot tribes and scribes. Avant > Bards and Djays. Blue painters Uknight. Midknight Spring has sprung from cowdung. New Growth. CELEBRATE. get Knotted and remixed with cultures and nations lotions. Let the wind speak. There is paradise. Welcome to the Turntable REvolution > Breakfast spun on a gold threaded platter for Saturnalia with a bit of luck. Kung Fu tea and blueberry muffins too. Huygens probe separates from Cassini Orbiter. 21 day trip to Titan. Christmas Tsunami. Place the stylus needle into the f-ring groove, Wash your hands, Take a fresh shroom and gently twist the cap off. Place the cap gills down on a sterile card or glass platter. Cover the card with a clean container, Leave overnight! Fold the christmass card in the morning and keep airtight Ziplock it, good luck it and happy saturnalia. Sporeprints remain good for a year, airtight Turntable - Tales Tales Tales. Apple Logic 2.3 tastes strange to me and even looks like a strange fruit served on a Re volutionary turntable of Correspun/dance, is Yeah, PUN-dances digi drizill? boared? Oozing blue pomegranates with a byte of lady luck. Artemis scaffolded via multitrack audio digital interface dialects. The open sauce is being trickled beyond the boundaries of the physical boundaries of the room using Stereoscopic Holographic Prose tools. Listen to me. Remove the ceiling! Tools arm troopers for Re:volution. The Prose tools i spew are just fragments. All peoples from ALL times and ALL places re:unite in a concressence of Vibration. YES with INK as my only hardwar device deployed upon the Semi-circular virtual playingfield. A Seed looping with hands holding nature. The disco joke, cutting and scratching samples like this. Like this feast of Apple logic prose pie > served on a revolutionary platter. Hot. Hotter. And dripping with kool. A re:birth of logik reason and aseed loops. The Return of the King? when? Wen? Wei? YU? Ling? Chiang? Cung? Mung? Huan? Hsai? Hsi? Kung? Chu? Lao Tzu? Mencius? Li Po? Basho? Giles? Pound? Paz? Light and dark. Lynncyclopedear mother of juzz flun'ka booz ezam mipop this and that. One mix. Interuptions and crossed wires for name sakes. And track names and titles. Coincidental word crossroadx. Changing and unchanging lines in our collective narrative story. Construction, sentences, meters, verse, tableachure. Tribtablism 101. Mash up mixalots of tribal scribblz. I repeat Records/samples/ammunition/input = revolution. Turning versus forever and ever Amen. Breaks. U.S Constitution of United Nations. War of the worlds. On the ones and twos i bring the fresh yellow gnussample quotes > stacked like a tangram. You be the judge as i present the illuminated details and steal sayings. Sample quotes with taste. Spunk doctored from a DJ to the masses. Is everyone out there ready. My weapons of choice. The turntables. The executives, lawyers and accountants who lately have made most of the money in the music biz, are now running scared from the technology that even's out the creative playing field and makes artist's, harder to pimp.
The wide reconfiguartion throughout the KNU sonic species of audiophiles to Lung Playback seal/calendar/revolutionary disc's or phonograph records, remains exactly proportionate, give or take a few tracks, to the Hi-Fi component industry. High. My name is fly agaric and i am a component. And so it flows. Woid is born unto me and hemp vinyl seals. We change the wheels of steel into oatmeal pancake cyclepaths into yet more inner wheels. Spinning. Like a loom or tape machine. Spinning. Listen. Edible clothing and edible shelter just might put an end to world famine. Fli jamcasting a pattern of cyclical themes, crystal ball gazing. Through my dreams i have been haunted by my own return and rise to Mount killamangiro. Cycles and revolutions per minute matter to records and books, balances and treasury measury. Usury in the music bizzness. Records with unusual tax. RIAA whots goin on. SonyPodTao. Bertelsmanapster. BMGTime. War and Rhyme. Virgin Mega Asscrap. Omniversal group sex. Revolution means re:listen. Listen again. Wake.....AGAIN! I am stacking my samples for you to read and judge for yourself. Your really only taking soundsample quotes from other people's calendars. Then using them to make it KNU. DJ Fly acrillic using split-peaco second star FRAGMENTS of recordings. It's hard to explain in English. Like slicing up individual letters from a word and then individual words from a sentence and then cutting Individual sentences from a paragraph and then maybe individual paragraphs can get sampled from a particular corresponding chapter. Genetically engineering sound by splicing the stereo signal. Buzzing genes of a flie amanita. DJ nostrodharma predicted in 1132 that no single format would replace another format entirely. The disc/seal/calendar is convenient for choosing a certain selection table of elements or astrological chart. The only problum (is) it would not be profitable. No Profits from the Revolution. The twilight hour has come. We dance to the beat of the SOMA drum. Unity among the Masses, more free classes. Less toxic gasses. A physicist will tell you that space is allied to time, a poet will argue that it is closely allied to sound as well. DJ fly said record and mean't > phonograph disk. Whisk the void to twist and scratch the woid. Tweak phat nobs. In Ackrillick chaosmos DJ records are calendars/seals/maps/recipes and teaching tools for the Revolution. Everyday turn turn turn. Turntable. Ant Butler. Nat Butler. Ultra bent. Tale Burnt. Arlen Butt. Let Turban. Brutal Net. Table Runt. Brutal Ten. Table turn. Tablet Run. Tablet Urn. Battle run. Turntable. Revolution.

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GM is for Ghetto Mathematics: flystyle

My turntables have versed themselves
into grey elf chemists, spinning disqs quickenberry
to calculate the phase of the moon

and the sun-spot cyclopaths from earth
release hypnotized children from the chains of education.
Revolution and re:birth in platter fodder
and spinning calendars for starter motors.

Cal ender to signify the end of time as we know it and the bughinnis of the woid as we once Knu her and her deep dark rich creamy almost black milklike-minded cyclopsided pint of view. The buguinness of relativity in flystyle bonn potree, spirituality and gravity games > sucking ink from the nozzle of Ezra and the nuzzle of Dada down onto this page > a reality gauge which reeds grey-grape timewave Zeroine-Spirit Levels in my soupergalactic mothers milky way-out prattle mind > rattle blind and guess and cut and paste this writing is not a race. I'm still type A. quickenberry az fst aziff i just ate the fast supper and want to throw up at the seed of light.. Gravity pulling my mind around a plugged whole, each sentence balanced against literatures cheque book protected by a black leather case about the size of a letter box.

Better beat box your way out of alphabetic spells, better rap yourself out of the 21st century and into your destiny, maybe breakdance your way into the new school, breakdance along the corridoors and into the principles office, breakdance throughout detenxion. I have told my teachers that my turntables twisted jamselves into burt tales, table runts, battle runs and a tablet urn, decode and learn electron spin resonance and the tweleve tone scale and that nature seems to grow in a 3, 5, 8, 13 type pattern, bootstrapping herslef and seeming to express biological expun stencilency, your excellency your honor i bring news of 78 cards spit in half to make make 39 vinyl records, each side plays the particular phase of this project realized and actualized in the future. Flip a disc and then interact the software with the Knu
stylusbrushnozzle to bring the Knu age, a doorway into collective unconscious unbounded and unlimited. In the province of the mind their are no limits, and any limits you DO find > are to be transcended.

Fly agaric trascends the calendar and dictionary to reach the beyonder by synthesizing Aeons and Empires, a.l.phabetz and neurological maps and metaphors into a mixtape mash up, a cosmic turntable routine to bring the Council of Nine, Aiwass, The Pooka and doggies from Sirius. Sounds funny but when you see the discs and experience whots in them > when you spin them on their tribetable axis and gain access to the omniverse, the infinite flux of being and the only extraterrestrial thingymajik device to be born from a ghetto hip hop culture and thats why i imagine and write my best ideas and post them and re:roast them for everybody to see. if its not for you then its not for me. Call that the first rule of magik, what you put in you get out > thrice fold > i study and read the wake each day in search of the most poetic way to represent my daily experience; and my run-of-the-mill reality.

My milling wheel which once ground corn to make bread and flour by the hour has been turned over and reconfigured to read circle maps and seal calendars. nowadays when the wind blows she catches her own sister with her wings and translates special relativistic gail O' blustery forces into a prose logik turntablist divinitory practice. A revolutionary process to bring whole loaves of organic local golden produce via approximately one dozen dzogchen souper manyfolded rolled compressed and pitch shifted records. This pack of records works like a regular divinitory method by synthesizing symbolic systems from many cultures and peoples from around the world, paying special tension to ideographic cypher, condensed poetic nature blueprints, biological isomorphic languages, Animal/insectosonic systems of communication, seasonal calendars, sun dials, moon charts, astrological houses, sun spot cycle maps, galactic time pieces and tribetabullizm.

Do you feel my freestyle go sour on the hour when i get serious about my bizzness and about this timespace transcendance of the toadstool gods, i forgot about Me Acrillic figa on my pedalstool; swimming in my pullpit, moving through a meduim called water so well and efficiently considering my current incarnation that i find it funny that flying has not yet been mastered by human beings, sky diving becomes fly diving and i dive into vinyl grooves like Luke Skywalker, the Death star has grooves which permeate its entire surface and luckily Obe one kin gnome bee' passed along the secret death star plans to me at Studio Z in San Francisco a few years ago, secret grooves upon the surface of reality, ego stylus and hardware reality reads the enviromental software co-ordinates from nature, but has temporarily began to ignore the true organic nature signals sent from Animals, Trees, Plants and Drugs in favour of symbol systems, languages and mind control codes.

All symbol systems ever were was a storehouse of information by paranoid proto-humans who were afraid of loosing the facility of poetic thought and freestle enlightenment, obviously not an oral tradition but a paranoid materialist alphabet culture, you can bet your life, a horse with a moustache and my wife that 'POWER' is wielded by those who control the symbol meanings at any fixed moment in time, usually fixed by law [a non-relative spacetime device used to enslave poetic transcendent diamond vehicles into patriotic heads of STATES of social mind] And all cymbowl systems are for is as use as a storehouse, a magical memory palace which for me is like Alice Wondertrane wondering around John's "giant steps" maze, somehow translated from music into an arkytekchu'l puzzle-maze. A mazing how governments lie and bosses too and how schools, universities and institutions don't want you learning semiotics or Korzybski's semantics because with ironick prose logik and the New anti-science of Hip Slopamantic equasive expressive excessive crunkl funkl juice the children are turned loose. And with intoxicated language YOU can school the teachers because there is no way they can have assimilated ALL things, and there is no way that even your own government can assimilate these symbol systems, make calculations and teaching models, and then......

feedback to the student before the time it takes a regular North American web surfing stoner to visit Wikipedia and put at least eight alternative models and metaphores in front of both the teacher and student. I mean power to the people, a working class hero is something to be, give peace a chance, i am the Walrus and on the river flows, and seriously the education system must turn its gaze to the internet, free teaching about everything. Why not stop PUBLIC school and just have a fund to buy computers and space and good food and private special teachers, specialist teachers who can teach permaculture, the new science of Hip Hop, music and poetry. Mudapplication in the garden with apples and stems and roots and fruits and vegetables, timetables made from vegetables, math and biology literally IN THE FIELD. Swimming and the operation of bicycles, tricycles, wind-powered diamond vehicles, and every possible excuse to PLAY outside. Why are these poor minds of our children recieving algerbraic equations and the same backward male dominator science which built, carefully aimed and then dropped the ATOMIC bomb. Brothers and sisters think about it. Who owns the symbol systems, who DEALS them and HOW do they distribute?

Are people telling you the best ways to do and think about things in general? Have you ever studied thinking with a Buddhist of Taoist teacher? Do you consider that spiritual rather than scientific? you do do you huh, well thats fantastic and i wish you all the best, i'm not gonna BUG or pest you. You have all been through enough already, i will spare you the future this time, but when i put the needle on the rekkid the drum beats will ring louder than any school bell, and lunch time will become crunch time for the dinner lady day. Last week i heard the story about how Billie Holiday died with her hands cuffed to a hospital bed, and how she said that 'drug addiction and drug crime should be treated as a medical condition rather than a criminal one' > another musical legend who came face to face with the dark forces of authority and also came to their deaths by having such an unfortunate encounter. Cops and narcs and spooks are hired by the more sadistic and vampiric motherfuckers in governments [in most sovereign nations around the world] and are instructed to Kill rock stars and trash cultural musical movements, COPS are instructed to beat and kill rappers or guitarists or Jazz trumpeters.

The Prestident orders dance clubs to be shut down and helps to see art galleries closed, and factories which make uranium tipped bullets opened in your own daughters neighborhood. Narcs arrest and bust the most intelligent, peacefull and progressive minds and bodies manifested for interacting with a plant. while a monsanto plant makes agent orange and biological wars for our future. Come on with your multibillion dollar army, come on with your 700 Billion dollar military budget! Come on......i dare you to buy a solar panel, a composting toilet or put your own garbage recycling out. hey Mr. Rove and Mr. Bush and Mr. Blair and Mr. Chenney > come on pick up a paintbrush and lets see if you can paint a flower and a bomb on the same page and then answer just a few questions from me. Why throughout civilized history have all the most violent, deceptive, heartless, crooked, evil, fundermentalist, slimeball motherfuckers managed to make their way into power? and what does that mean for the Christian year 2020? Microchips in the forheads of civilized folk? Cameras inside your own mouth to police what you eat? Mickey and Mallory as the presidential couple?

Matrix revolutions > wake up into code, wake up into the symbiotic relationship between flies, amanita mushrooms and neo the toad. They stop us from finding mathmatics without meaning, meaning they test us with exams, make us repeat repeat arithmatic drills, brainwashing and mindwashing and pushing us into meaningless equations, meaningless because they do not relate to me and my surroundings, my friends, my own family, what my very own senses tell me. I'm sitting in class and the teacher asks me: "if Adam had twelve apples and Eve had twelve apples and they wanted to bake an apple pie, how many apples would they have in their bowl alltogether" dunno i replied, but if their were just 24 homeless people in the radius of four blocks from here, and the mayor [who lives just eight blocks away] has $2 Billion dollars in his back pocket. Why does he not buy some apples for these poor hungry homeless starving people huh. Miss? hey....come back here you! You carn't just walk out of this classroom in the middle of my first lesson to you. Sir, sir, i've lost my RULER.

Please excuse me then while i go and get another ruler. And so it goes in the wind blowing over the scientific community and its junk DNA and its dark matter and its silent-associational cortex. Fly agaric and the great mystery seems familiar somehow, i feel i have been to the mystery schools in America and found all the mystery and poetry that i wished four, but most painfully i felt the hard non-mystery of government, the non-mystery of Entertainment, the non-mysterious sciences and know it all > Californian mystics. I have witnessed the death of irony and i have been published by Paul Krassner, farther of the underground press, in a book called "magic mushrooms: from Toad slime to ecstacy" this is no coincidance because mushrooms are about the last straw in this great mystery unveiled to the worlds public slaves. Wake up to a world where fungus is banned but nuclear bombs can be dropped on women and children. Are you kiddin me, telling me to stay away from the marijuana plant, a non-speaking, non-human medicine women who worships the sun with more focus than Israel Regardie and worships the nature with more passion than Julia butterfly Hill.

Imagine if plants were on the drugs which they dealt. Imagine if pot plants were on pot. Doug Lazy good for nothing vegetable plants just sitting around in the sun all day > eating up the nutrients and dreaming of seeding a revolution, and yet still sitting without moaning or throwing a tantra. imagine then if a mushroom were on mushrooms. Imagine if a happy man was on man. Imagine a high women who was high on WOMEN juices. Imagine a poet intoxicated on his own bile. Now i share with you the final secrets of the tribetable revolution. Its all a big hologram, like David Bohm sez it is and like what the Big Buddha sez about no-mind and Buddha mind. Imagine being enlightened on enlightenment. We are antenna with an attitude, we are DNA from another star system linking back up with our cosmic ancestory, using story and i'm using Joycerwooky too, my theory entails comets and ties tales to the book of Killer Whales, my theory is this. Mankind is an idiot. We have forgotten our cosmic ancestory and we have armoured ourselves with carefully measured scales and turned ourselves half into reptiles of Agent Smiths, we struggle with the blackgoo of concenzeus realitea:

i struggle with a mind in the miggle muddle apple lickation, i struggle with play and work and number theory and binary code and 1 and zero and then all the other arbitrary numbers which are useful applied to synergetic all-around-the-world wealth creating holoistic projects; but pointless used in conjunction with Christian socialism, the crusades and Usury [unfair tariffs on a source of natural abundance in nature] i.e everything according to the KNU science of nanotechnology, and so it goes, and so i flows on with a messiah complexion and ions stuck on my tawnycap which reminds me that the electron density of mushroom spores is one of the most dense, condensed, synergetically pack't packages in all of nature. Go figa, acrillick come to dip the minds of man into psychotropic jam, but not without permission and only as metaphor, as i have said before woid is born, i come in piss.

This revolution comes from nature herself, it comes from the masses of literature and study of nature in all her categories and [branches] which [stem] from a poetic birthplace > they must, otherwise what are [they] other than labels to signify a world so alien to us stoned monkeys that we refuse to even listen for more than ten seconds every once in a while when a bird whistles differently or when a dog sings or barks out a pattern familiar to our monkey memory. How ignorant of us! How ignorant of us, all along to be literally walking all over our own mother, and not digging her but digging her, not inflating her but still blowing her up, watering her with chlorine and plutonium, stealing her secrets only to use them against her. Enviromentalists use a language which relegates her to the twelfth division, SHE has been put in the great taxonomy of man, the great concordance of Finnegans wake

But, and but but, instead of bright emerald sparkles and snot green oceans of global linguistic wisdom, you find rancid statistics and living creatures stapled to the paper about their neocortex and its strange violent reaction to hot led being poured into its eyeballs. Such is the heartless and souless history of medical science in the west, a brutal tale of a knocking shop created from rumors of God and painlessness in the form of anisthetic used while ex-steel mill workers slit open yer chest and change a few cylinders. I digress from the Animal kingdom into the human kingdom and that's just about my point wrapped up write there, write here now. This morning i ate a hen's embryo, some cows anus and the underside of a pig's left testicle, and i feel great and ready to gamble my grandmothers soul on the stockmarket.

Such is the ignorance of mankind that reality TV has not leaked out from the cathode rays and into the homes of spoilt confused TV kids and soaked into their Nike boots and their $200 dollar cotton shirts and the spinning rims of their Hip Hop hummer. We are all slowly turning into code, one's and Zero's and the meaning remains all 'up in the air. " I'm dealing with the dark spirit of all nations, the part of them they know nothing about. - Sun Ra"
yeah sonny
Oh, OH, great mystery,
like you said and done it true,
outer space employment agency picked me up
And made me a part
Of their work without me even having to ask,
I got paid in priceless dreams
And so NOW it seems to be
worth it.

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BH is for Blueberry Helixirs: Sacred Helixirs and Finnegans Wake.

Sacred Helixirs and Finnegans Wake.

The Amanita Muscaria species of toadstool or mushroom has a very special role in literary and poetic History. I have spent the last ten yrs as an indepen-denting skholar and Solar Disc Jockey [saturntablist] researching this particular spreeshees and itx fascinating maxked appearance in literature from all-around the whirrled and also her suppressed phallic; "sunsol-pressed" identity [juice] within the history of relidge John > the wanker.

Taking into consideration the current war on soma people who use soma drucks and > the resulting revoloting dissconextion of mankind with the other; the sacred plant/human interface [Gaia, nature, mamma matrix most mysterious, Anna Liviixier] Eyefli jam re:presenting a theory dearly, which does not involve the obvious identiflying & "actual ingesting of the actual wet acrid sacred sacrement herself" in her coded-masked natural I Dentitea.
An alternative that drives the hologramick fragments of the entheogenetick experience into mind without law breaking; i present a KNU approach to entheogenic research and SOMA studies > anticipating a perculiar molecular poetic revolution in the thirsty minds of the entire species.

In a hazelnutshell Finnegans Wake is arguably the most entheogenic textual mapamatrix known to our tribe. Started in 1922 and published in 1939 finnish in 2311: "The Wake" appears to contain the twisted YoshiYoshi genetic kode/voices of nature; gene over meme, chordz knotted into cord's "ply over ply" James Joyce has contacted dechoded and re:translated natures vices and elementulls into a unique divinitory device; a shammick lickaluckaslanguage. The goodbook iz the pudding which contains the non-local filling and everything outside the earths crust > according to physicist David Bloombohmshroom.

Dj fly agaric 23 ploughing Finnegans Wake with a rake of tongues looking for entheogenic themes, brews, plants, flowers, druckstore indians and "Native Amanita Muscaria" This blog iz a KNU species of ontological investigation, inspired by the text called "Animals and Psychedelics" by the brilliant Italian botanist Giorgio Samorini.

His new "Lazarus hypothesis" seems the most vivid gloss for the tripple Goddess-theme running throughout our worldwide encyclone-mythological-religious Pisstory; "Finnegans Wake" > because.... the observable biological chordial tonal harmonick relationships floating in natures chaosmos between croaking Toads, buzzing flies, Read with whoyte sprockled amrita, ohmrita, anamwrit-her; evidence cascadingdong on the human nervous system. Dawn golden metaphor for Birth, Death and Resurrection: demonstrable in nature by the intoxicated Drosphilia or [flies] witch "lick" Annalivia Muskatears, or take a bite like Alice liddel. I rekon that James Joyce would have been very interested in Samorini's theory about the natural "sonoluminescented" world drucking itselves; and medicating all HER co-conspirators and co-connextionx = evolution through inebriation, happyness and optimizzim by eating and drinking what you damn well like!

Intoxicated and [remixed] evolution through using nothing-but [poetic] inebriation might be a legal loop-a-whirl around our current draconian laws and totalitarian governornaents who want to squash any "communion with nature" whithout barcodz, patents and stock options in (H)armaments. Therefore Finnegans Wake, in my humble opinion, is the KNU LSD!

The KNU paper Mushroom trip (poetry) > the new DMThorder flash. Spilling Neurolinguistic Correlative affinitea which removes the Frescoe suface to reveal hidden entheogens chemically time-sealed to interact with the human nervous system at critical "jumps" in evolution. FW is precisely isomorphic with the Great Tripple Goddess herself, "Rotorio" the word birth spun on a platter > intoxicating fires-in-the-head, Anna Livia Portabello: Amanita Mokshamanism. Amen.

The presence of Celtic, Egyptian, French, Eurasian, Sanskrit, Old English and Welsh to name a few languages synthesized into the wake provides a healthy base for any twentyfirst century biological, mycological, or genetic research. In fact; amongst scholars and Academics circumnavigating the information > the Wake provides an incalculable Ocixon of information; like an entire dream dictionary of the species perhaps? Lets hope that in the future Finnegans Wake by the brilliant anarchist poet James Joyce can be a bible for the poetic revolution. An intellectual revolutionary alphabetic vortexor breeding ground, a zoo; in which the mind of nature reclaims her place as mamma matrix most mysterious in the minds of the people and breaks out of the pages and into your local enviroment like Jahman(G)

The following textual gallery are a very rare and priceless collection of fossilized poems from only the first 23 pages of Finnegans Wake. With them i will signify the bugining of this neverending search for SOMA in Finnegans Wake.

Sin clearly

Disc Jockey - Fly Agaric/Acrillic 23

3. Riverrun
Adam's
Armorica
Gorgios
malt
bababadalgharghta
humptyhillhead
Livvy
oystrygods
Whoyteboyce of Hoodie Head
boomeringstroms

4. Oaks of ald
elms leap
Phall
pharce
phoenish
tete in a tub
guenneses
hod
buildung
malltitude
liquor wheretwin twas
Risengeborg
helio
O' you're vine!
agentlike
thundersday

5. cubehouse
thunder
cchoruysh
muzzlenimiissilehims
Cropherb
ivvy's holired abbles *
hippohobbilies
basilikerks
aeropagods
domecreepers
mud murumd
hoddit
mastabatoom
Fillagain's chrissormiss wake *
Agog and magog
agrog

6.barrowload of guenesis
platterplate
Roundthehead
swimswamswum
wake him
Danu U'Dunnell's foamous olde Dobbelin ayle
quaffoff
flowerwhite bodey
samosalar
agapemonides


7.
brella
piddle med puddle
tarabom tarabom
Wallingstone national museaum
waterloose country
prettilees
museomound free. Welsh
pousseypram
This way to the museyroom
Willingdone Museyroom
Cap
Prooshious x 4
(Bullsfoot! Fine!)
goldtin spurs
wartrews
bog lipoleum
nayther bag nor bug
Touchole Fitz Tuomush. *
Delian alps. *
crimealine of the alps
legahorns

8. sexcaliber
Sunshat
Fieldgaze
jillous agincourting
secred word *
damn fairy ann
twelvemile cowchooks
drink a sip, dranksup
guinnes
(Bullsear! Play!)
Brum! Brum! Cumbrum!
Goat strip Finnlambs
bunkersheels
Gambariste della porca!

9. bombshoob *
Culpenhelp
madrashattaras
Pukkaru! Pukka Yurap!
doorforhim
(Bullseye! Game!)
How Copenhagen ended.
This way the museyroom.
severallittle
whinealittle
Thon's flash
Thon's blowing toomcracks
burymeleg
peacefugle
potmother *
powwows in beggybaggy

10.
muddy kissmans
militopucos
maps, keys and woodpiles
nightgarters
nickelly nacks
muchears *
nice kettle of fruit
boosoloom

11. firstlings
two mounds
heegills
somepotreek
mickos!
Nicholas Proud
Corkhill
bergamoors
Summerhill
Constitutionhill
likelihood *
macroborg
microbirg
sovereign punned *
Hush! Caution! Echoland
mujikal *
mausolime wall. Fimfim fimfim
Wheatstone's magic lyer * [neural lyre!]
A bulbenboss surmounted upon an

12. alderman
o'brine a'bride
popeye antipop
1132 A.D
quickenshoon *
brazenlockt
tome of Liber Lividus, (toh!)
stone pine

13. grasses the herb trinity shams lowliness
Hebear
Hairyman the cornflowers
duskrose
Goatstown hedges, twolips
whitethorn
redthorn *
Knockmaroon *
Formoreans
Firebugs and the Joynts have thrown up jerrybuilding
(confusium hold them!)
Pluck me while i blush
Hop!
shroonk his plodsfoot
mammamuscles most mousterious *
a dragon man
marrogbones. (Cave!)
blown monk sewer?

14. weak oach
Dungtarf
Boohooru
a piece of oak.
Ghinees hies good for you.
greytcloak
puddinstone
rexroom *
rawhoney ***

15.
rutterdamrotter
Mothering rue. *
alp on earwig, drukn on ild
thonthorstrok, thing mud.
abcedminded


16. Meades and porsons. The meandertale, aloss and again,
head-in-cloudsbagawards
holos
message in their mouths

17. littlesons
i ate the wind
wrunes for ever
the drinking
ramskin *
terracook in the muttheringpot
Gutenmorg *
rubrikredd out of the wordpress
papyr is meed of, made of
Daleth, mahomahouma
pomme full grave *
golden youths that wanted gelding [lealittlesons]
prytty pyrrique
experctungpelick! Veil, volantine, valentine *

20. keep the peacewave
mickelmassed
Livia Noanswa?
libe we drink
Unfru-Chikada-Uru-Wukru
whines for my wedding
Anam muck
Did ye drink me doornail?

21.
Devlin
sycamore
pouch, gloves, bricket, kerchief, ring and amberulla
Nobucketnozzler
Ginnghis Khan
Honey was the holiest thing ever was, hive, comb and earwax
nectar cup *
Basilico's ointment
sacred rooftree
Salmon House *
Begog
G.O.G
buddhoch

22. millioncandled eye of Tuskar
bung king
elmstree twelve urchins
Maccullaghmore
hogglebully
Leatherbags Reynolds
Buggaloffs
falconplumes
tropic of copricapron
Isid, Totumcalmum
Christpatrick's
Dr tipples Vi-Cocoa
Coal's short but we've plenty

23. of bog in the yard. And barley's up again, begrained to it. *
spelling beesknees
tables by mudapplication.
bag of knicks, playing postman's knock round the diggings
in her white of gold with a touch of ivy *
Essie Shanahan
You remember Essie in our Lunna's Convent?
Holly Merry *
ruddyberry *
Pia de Purebelle
redminors riots
Williamswoodsmenu
whirligigmagees
cachucha
Ezekiel Irons
he's spooring *
Portobello to float the pomeroy *
Wramawitch
queenoveire. Arrah
Harry chap storyan grass women plethy good trout. Shakeshands.





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Sunlight fleece, tick

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Texture Like sun,

Spasm war

Luciditea in the sky with dyedmoons.

Paint your bee leaf.



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