Thursday, October 28, 2010

the words before the letters: Muse Circular [musicular (muse peculiar non secular)]

walk with me for a sec,
       These are not fact, thats is to say this is NOT nonfict (this will not be proved right or wrong hence it is FICTION)
       "but but BUT!... fict! soooouuunds closer to fact! than it does 'not fact!'"    her peach of a speech  enter erupts

just walk with me for a secon, OK lovely one?

        Look, *sigh* (I should have said listen) it does that, goes round and round like chasing your own tale which they assume you will not ever catch. Here is what to do but if you repeat it I will not answer as to whether or not you heard such vicious rumors from me.
        They will drive you completely insane, every time you have it, they will add the knot to the story. Pay attention, keep tractor tracted tract. Beam what you know to be true. Once you feel it three times in a row, grab it with your weak hand and declare your grip firm (always grab it with your weak hand) When you feel them about to tie that up in a knot (when you feel it, cause there are many things quicker than the eye so you will not see it. However if you train your ear to be in tune you will hear it as it comes before it even gets there, which is when you will be able to feel it)

When they come to knot tie it up, drop the truth from your weak hand at the same time as you (now with your strong hand) rip them by the back of their neck off your line to the truth  (your truth will come back the same again, do not worry about letting go for a minute, it is more important you keep it from knotting up). As you feel it squirm look directly where you feel the intensity originate from. Use your I (who you are) to non-verbally inform the pinche pinchy pincher before you let it go that you are NOT hard of hearing and that your hearing is quite soft. Inform it of the acute sensitivity that you are here and that should there be a need of your hearing due to the fact you had to put it out of it is misery you will be acquitted of any crime that may or may not take place in any future spiritual realm. Fo sure the future (eitherway) has been spoken and the v varning make clear.

Then smack its cute little behind and inform it, that it, may be in it is best enter rest to not play switch-r-ooo with any capitol eyes, bent over and flipped up (referring to me, since I am telling you how to do it that bent I flipped up is a U)

A O I E U

Hay! Oh! for example: YOU!

and then wink at it

OK now sit down with me for a second

it seems clear that we discovered the spoken word first (that is primary)

so ALTHOUGH it seems back-a-words to discover the words before we were ever aware of the letters, I have to say that it is my gut feeling that we did in fact stumble on whole words before we ever discovered the letters.

the discovery of letters came once we tripped over the written form of our casual behavior attempting to share with others our personal feelings of the immediate, past or predicted to be. Which is necessary to accurately determine the collective feelings of a population.

*looks around to see if anyone else is listening*
*whispers*

one day there will be other universally known keys to translate music to written and spoken forms of communion.

the letter "H"  will be added to the five to give the notes Ha & Hu

for translational purposes only, instead of  Doe Ray Mee Fah Soe Lah Tee other being will be able to understand more of our collective feelings (once/IF we can ever agree that it is more permanently LOVE more than anything else)
for translational purposes we could try it once as O I E U A Ha Hu (Oh-Eye-Eee-You-Aye-Hah-Who)

"what?"

"YOU!"

"what?"

"ME!"

"what?"

"WE!"

"are you sure?"

"Know! now go kick that devil's ass out of your heart and only allow fear as needed, once you recognize it as hate, grab it by the neck and tell it to go plays some wheres else"

of course unless that is you are just creating your art. I never had the notion to stifle anybodies artistic expression. Say what you will, whatever you want. There are many who believe there is a cold place in hell waiting for me in the future, and they are free. Each of our own thoughts are always and completely free to be yours and only yours. If it felt like I was trying to control or manipulate anybodies, for those feelings to be a reaction towards me or what I share, for that i apologize.



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