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Aeylyeaelle Ellhe De Ellendeh
seven commandments
Not untill everyone has it above their door ledge will this debate and the ruin of earth stop. I rest my case.
and this is an announcement
Get all major electrical power plant stations regions power a castle around it built, and protected by knights the switch, and a jet
inventing occult gothic flommist cuisine
ISSUE ONE SALAD WITH PEACHES AND MAYO I HAMBURGER WITH CHERRIES invention I STEAK WITH RASPBERRIES AND A BRUSSELS WAFFLE (II) OR FRACTAL CRUMBS
looking at the stars: save the oceans save the cultures save the esthetics
Writing this now on Instagram – To all the gymnastic models I’ve got a lot of theory but no one listens, All one
commerce people
“The art of the future will be manily advertising.” —Fortunato Depero superficial commerce just breeds people without a language the mainstream
specimen one
“The Brothers Goncourt actually started one of the magazines most woman read today. And it sprang thousands, if not millions of magazines
the nail in the coffin of modernism
I found it!! ONE stack of your newspapers in every newspaper stand REPLACED, with the illustrated banner of earth restoration. Do you have
life and teaching of the great thinkers, 1923
Well, you could try a classically creamy introduction of full sentences. I mean what irony has taken so much away from us. I
suitable solution for modern psychiatry
How do you treat future generations from psychotic maladies? Don’t think of the few bozos you’ve seen who think of ALL horses,
la mission de l’art in english
“The world of art is hardly less variously peopled than the wider world of politics and affairs. No painter, no writer, can
i haven’t got time for the plain
Maybe the artist delves deep, into the core of what mankind lost, at least now, when it lost all, and then its like
modern stumble
Maybe if we finally wanted to start over, which we might like to do in order to distance us from a new toothpaste,
seeking refuge for degradation into the arts
It’s the artist’s soul who perceives this bottom and low in mankind It’s an artist’s soul to alleviate that Both are just rudimentary
there is something about reality
And there is something about spirituality too. Mathematics is at the behest of The Employer, there is no accurate mathematics other then to
just decor
They don’t feel anything. Decor, just props. Aren’t they vases to smash on the floor? If i only found this frail painting? Someone Van
components.
Maybe the artist delves deep, into the core of what mankind lost, at least now, when it lost all, and then it’s like shards
the kind and the ignoramuses
Being social is immoral as it only thrives through a lack of sensibility for all the uncomfortable situations. The Kind want to
reality again?
WE, or I, currently alone as yet. ARE TIRED, of beauty being a one fiction within a hive sphere of minimalist cages. WE or
a 423 poetry of colours
Under the aristocracy with bleu your fiery eyes. Striking with fervour into the tired minds. Slowly bleach as you lower as the sun into
theusz aeylyeaelle cooperation
Praise the Goddess Who tortures and brings beauty to a good end upon torture bliss may come Weeps at the sight of a piano Goddess
from people who care a helluva lot
People can do anything if they believe it. Christianity certainly wasn’t capitalism and built an order of thousands – if not millions –

























