When It Snows In Your Nose, You

Who Dreamt And Made Incarnate Gaps In Time & Space Through Images Juxtaposed, And Trapped The Archangel Of The Soul Between 2 Visual Images And Joined The Elemental Verbs And Set The Noun And Dash Of Consciousness Together Jumping With Sensation Of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus To Recreate The Syntax And Measure Of Poor Human Prose And Stand Before You Speechless And Intelligent And Shaking With Shame

He Threw Up His Hands And Wrote The Universe Dont Exist And Died To Prove It

The Combination Of Drugs, Homosexuality, Some Good Prose Recited On Screen. . . . In The Sweat Lodge Ceremony We Went Through, Did You Get Any Glimpse Of The Ugly Spirit, What That Was Historically Or Biographically?

It's Very Much Related To The American Tycoon. To William Randolph Hearst, Vanderbilt, Rockefeller, That Whole Stratum Of American Acquisitive Evil. Monopolistic, Acquisitive Evil. Ugly Evil. The Ugly American. The Ugly American At His Ugly Worst. That's Exactly What It Is.

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