On this day the smog shall leave, the smog shall leave, the smog shall leave “GOODBYE TO I! GOODBYE TO THE EYES!”, we shall scream. Let us kiss Lisa in the Louvre, passionately make love to her without fear or worry. Let us beam sunbeams from our eyes to clear them of the smog. Schreber stops the eyes but he is not content. He scrambles the eyes, stabs them with forks until their bleeding stops.
#Kuckucksuhr lied free#
What if Schreber also had sunbeams in his eyes? One free of the smog is one who can reach across all territories, who can silence the gears and confuse the eyes. Two based men once said he had ‘sunbeams in his ass’, un anus solaire. Everything is always watching Become the recluse, open all the holes, the orifices, the desires to the Eyes. OH BROTHER! SMASH THAT DAMN SCREEN!!! Become uncomfortable, uncomfortable by all. You know as you listen to your sounds and your sonic whispers that someone judges you behind that screen - you are disturbed as one is upon seeing a mental patient rave of god Systems functioning normally. The eye in the camera is the eye in the wall is the eye in your body is the eye of the triangle is the eye, the I, igh, the iy.
An i-n-c-e-s-s-a-n-t flow of desires A flood perhaps. Eyes watch me through song, dance, image, faces, buildings, porn, all recording and all desiring. One day the button is pushed and then we go schizo. The smog shall him.Įyes watch you through all things.
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