Volume 3.5 - Um texto ridículo

Volume 3.5 - Um texto ridículo e ...
...desesperado


...como gotas de esperma caindo
do esgoto do telemóvel
chegavam os toques cúmplices
da minha traição
um enorme insecto disforme (mosca)
e ímpio lavava as patas dianteiras
e o seu dorso olhava para mim
tal como uma camera indiscreta:

eramos todos no alto de uma árvore
num sistema de caminhos por entre
as árvores, tal como existiu um dia
a ordem da qual todos nós descendemos...

The arboreal-shaped MATRIX tree
written in the human brain's
neuronal weight structure,
(a vegetable trace)
connects me with everyone in a
non-linear contact distribution.

I see their human conical
inter-influence degrees (degradé)
as they riple with each other,
right out of their hole sources.

Ó. Brim.

Meanwhile... the end of the world already happened... from Godspeed you black emperor

It was Coney Island, they called Coney Island the playground of the world.

There was no place like it, in the whole world, like Coney Island when I was a youngster.

No place in the world like it, and it was so fabulous.
Now it's shrunk down to almost nothing...you see.

And, uh, I still remember in my mind how things used to be, and...uh, you know, I feel very bad.

But people from all over the world came here... from all over the world...it was the playground they called it the playground of the world...over here.

Anyways, you see, I...uh...you know... I even got, when I was very small, I even got lost at Coney Island, but they found me...on the...on the beach.

And we used to sleep on the beach here, sleep overnight..they don't do that anymore.
Things changed...you see.

They don't sleep anymore on the beach.