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ricardocst
in the wild forest you sprout, you shoot, you shoot, you kill, kill, kill, take your livelihood. you are mixture, amalgam, it is not pure: it is a junction, it is more than one: two, three? black gold was built by blacks. of them took the gold, only the black of the title they name remained. you are not gold. pure gold is weak, it has value for whites. you are construction, wall, church, floor, stacked black stone, one on one. toil. you are big in the eyes of black people. pagan goddess.
ricardocst
your state is between. flow and enjoy. this is your definition of art, which is also a non-definition. art for art. your body is a target; non-body is profane. solemn and pagan. the shared minutes say a lot about a passage, just as you are: don't stick to it. passenger. you're a wild animal, you fall apart in the woods. we don't see it, but feel it. crude, natural, inconsequential, glow and voracious. I wonder, what stars would say to you? capricorn, aries? they, the stars, cannot take care of you. nobody gives, after all you are storm in the passage. and we always remember ... after all, who never heard that story of our ancestors that talks about flood, flood?
