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  • R is for RAWrientalism

    RAWriental

    RAWrientalism.
    RAW: Robert Anton Wilson
    rientalism: Orientalism.
     “The two philosophers most frequently mentioned in Finnegans Wake, Nicholas of Cusa and Bruno of Nola, taught a dialectic of resolution of opposites. Joseph Needham in his monumental Science and Civilization in China, repeatedly mentions both Bruno and Nicholas as the only two Occidental philosophers before Liebnitz to have a basically Taoist outlook” –RAW

    Fly On The Tale Of The Tribe: A Rollercoaster Ride With Robert Anton Wilson

    by Steven James Pratt

    Link: http://a.co/gOGNKyV

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  • 30 Seals: The spore of the words. Cuts.

    Ice Birch* deep blue coral fungus ocean of azure Tahoe.
    Fade blue in my memory but i am trying to stain deeper
    Granted green tin flash of emerald, amber, merald gambosa fade,
    To Sun* burnt toast, lavender fade, sparkle swirl, short circuit
    Electric blues, now white moire swirly glass, misted frost neopolitan
    Isje cream, royal blue diamond swirly xanthoderma blueberry,
    Maple fruit fire and burnt, ouch swirlyelloworanga tanned black
    Coal to white swan snow burst, zebra wood with orange teeth
    And black cloudcover, cedar teac toxoranga tanned, turning crillick
    Birch* brazen backface to amanita virosa and whiteyellow,
    Brawn twisted lingreening, twisted tomaat finnash ash monty
    Python snakeskins acorn texture nobbles and more cloud rounded
    Brown toffee swirl.

    Whats these 32 track loops about?. Looping. Am i now “LOOPY” huh?
    Timespace machine, built using dynamic sauce material,
    Churning with tribetableurns “The Cantos by Ezra Pound,
    “Finnegans Wake” by James Joyce, “Coincidance” and “Illuminatus”
    by Robert Anton Wilson. fuel for the engine which is a sort of map
    You seer it. Patience. Wait for wind. The paradox of a modern verse epic,
    A poetic response of a particular llicka’ writing from his own semihemi
    Milky shakespace perspective. Freethoughtout, throughout freedohm.
    Freedom attracts historikal forces from the future, imminace!
    Trancending any single consciousness or mument.
    Dubble dub plate vinyl sling slinging Aphex twin druqz
    Anna Livia Plurabelle Ambient music for airports Brian Eno
    Boards of Canada Anna Livia Plurabelle John Lee Hooker
    Country Boy Cabbage boy sausage doctor Anna Livia Plurabelle
    Boards of canada, Max 404 oddity Shem the penman Cyril
    Cussack Pressage The media Miles Davis live at Filmore
    Wednesday Miles Jello Biafra The big ka-boom part one Cabbage
    Boy sausage doctor Anna livia Plurabelle Shobhan Mckenna Timothy
    Leary Jimi Hendrix Buddy Miles You can be anyone this time around
    Aphex Twin druqs T.S Eliot East Coker from the four quartets Duke
    Elington. Sep 2005.

    USA. Spinning currency is good for productivity. Flowing free.
    Healthy circulation makes for good productivity – goods multiply;
    Wealth increases, health too. Stealth? who are YOU? We all live
    A happy good life with abundance and plenty. Our life blood flows
    Free as tree sap and our heartshead strong like oak.
    Add a correlative harmony between humanity and nature
    Spirit of dung and material wealth, self and cosmoss, above
    And hello hello’ smell the corpsemanure. Each and every
    Elemental of the mircocousin pull/pushes into re:relation with its
    Currespundingdong element in the macrocousin.
    Its a family affair. Twinkle Twinkle little star. How i wonder what precious
    Metal you are, Terrestrial to the celestial i wonder…Precious…Oh….my……
    Presshuss parasoil. The power to purchase can never (under the present system)
    Catch up with prices at large. Who issues it? how? Who blocks the bog and why?
    Seems like world trade organizations need a collonic.

    Blow it out your assets!

    30 SEALS

    Please support my writing:

    Spore Of The Words

    by Steven Pratt

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    Steven James Pratt

  • B is for Brews: The brew is all

    Deathless heroes and resurrected gods float through the book to the tunes of street songs, fourth-form parodies of prayers, bits of scandals out the Sunday papers. Whatever Finnegans Wake may be, it is not a highbrow book. Or rather its highrow elements float on the top like tea-leaves: the brew is all’ – anthony burgess, HERE COMES EVERYBODY.

    !
    http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=Uwj5qK-RUj0C&lpg=PA9&dq=james%20joyce%20burgess&pg=PA9&output=embed

    Steven James Pratt

  • T is for Tale: of the Tribe (Happy NEW Year!)

    I made this reply at a forum to a question about the
    Tale of the Tribe – the title of an unfinished book by
    Robert Anton Wilson, and also the name of a past course
    At the Maybelogic Academy, which may return as a self
    Directed course in the future!

    fly

    There is a book titled “The Tale of the Tribe”:
    Ezra Pound and the modern verse epic by Micheal Bernstein.
    Although RAW’s interpretation of the tale of the tribe and
    The course work material expand way beyond Pound and poetry
    This book IMHO still gives a wonderful “Rag bag of notes”
    From which to tuck into. It might be classed as literary criticism
    At a library or bookshop? but now after RAW’s touch,
    This book has become a great research tool for me,
    I would say a good introduction to some RAW TOTT material

    The Chinese Written character as a medium for poetry by
    Ernest Fenallosa proved to be another valuable, insightful text
    For making the most of the class, and perceiving differently
    You can find this text on-line.

    The Cantos of Ezra Pound and
    Finnegans Wake by James Joyce are two primary
    Texts/maps/puzzles permeating the entire course,
    And known universe – read them and re-read them Bob
    Might say.

    Here are the wiki entries for the major tribe players below,
    If you can hold the vision – these characters with RAW himself
    At the mixing desk are THE “tale of the tribe” – in some sense,

    Happy New Year!

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giordano_Bruno
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marshall_Mcluhan
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ezra_Pound
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Joyce
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernest_Fenollosa
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bucky_Fuller
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giambattista_Vico
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alister_Crowley
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_Leary
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Butler_Yeats
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Lilly
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Anton_Wilson
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eight_circuit_model_of_consciousness
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Krassner
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claude_Shannon
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Korzybski
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nietzsche
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dymaxion
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon_von_Neumann
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ludwig_Wittgenstein

    Steven James Pratt

  • FW is for Finnegans Wake: Awake Aweek. Part:1 Episode:5 Page:106

    Happy Holidays everyone.
    I found myself swimming in the wake again this week, this jumped out and asked to be posted.
    Link to the entire blook @ the End.

    Fly Acrillic

    “serve Him with Thee, Of all the Wide Torsos in all the Wild Glen,
    O’Donogh, White Donogh, He’s Hue to Me Cry, I’m the Stitch
    in his Baskside You’d be Nought Without Mom, To Keep the
    Huskies off the Hustings and Picture Pets from Lifting Shops,
    Norsker Torsker Find the Poddle, He Perssed Me Here with the Ardour
    of a Tonnoburkes, A Boob Was Weeping This Mower was Reaping,
    O’Loughlin, Up from the Pit of my Stomach I Swish you the White
    of the Mourning, Inglo-Andeen Medoleys from Tommany Moohr,
    The Great Polynesional Entertrainer Exhibits Ballantine
    Brautchers with the Link of Natures, The Mimic of Meg Neg end
    the Mackeys, Entered as the Lastest Pigtarial and My Pooridiocal
    at Stitchioner’s Hall, Siegfield Follies and or a Gentlehomme’s Faut
    Pas, See the First Book of Jealesies Pessim, The Suspended
    Sentence, A Pretty Brick Story for Childsize Heroes, As Lo Our Sleep,
    I Knew I’d Got it in Me so Thit settles That, Thonderbalt Captain
    Smeth and La Belle Sauvage Pocahonteuse, Way for Wet Week
    Welikin’s Douchka Marianne, The Last of the Fingallians, It Was
    Me Egged Him on to the Stork Exchange and Lent my Dutiful
    Face to His Customs, Chee Chee Cheels on their China Miction,
    Pickedmeup Peters, Lumptytumtumpty had a Big Fall, Pimpimp
    Pimpimp, Measly Ventures of Two Lice and the Fall of Fruit,
    The Fokes Family Interior, If my Spreadeagles Wasn’t so Tight
    I’d Loosen my Cursits on that Bunch of Maggiestraps, Allolosha
    Popofetts and Howke Cotchme Eye, Seen Aples and Thin Dyed,
    i big U to Beleaves from Love and Mother, Fine’s Fault was no
    Felon, Exat Delvin Renter Life,The Flash that Flies from Vuggy’s
    Eyes has Set Me Hair On Fire, His is the House that Malt Made,
    Divine Views from Back to the Front, Abe to Sare Stood Icyk
    Neuter till Brahm Taulked Him Common Sex, A Nibble at Eve
    Will That Bowal Relieve, Allfor Guineas, Sounds and Compliments
    Libidous, Seven Wives Awake Aweek, Airy Ann and Berber Blut,
    Amy Licks Porter While Huffy Chops Eads, Abbrace of Umbellas
    or a Tripple of Caines, Buttbutterbust, From the Manorlord Hoved
    to the Misses O’Mollies and from the Dames to their Sames,
    Manyfestoons for the Colleagues on the Green, An Outstanding Back and
    an Excellent Halfcentre if Called on, As Tree is Quick and Stone is – FINNEGANS WAKE. Part:1 Episode:5 Page:106
    Acrillic Figa

    Steven James Pratt

  • H is for Horseplay @ Finnegans Wake

    “JAMES JOYCE, nominated by Kieren Fallon last month as one he was looking forward to riding this season, makes his reappearance in the Leopardstown 2,000 Guineas Trial today, writes Tony O’Hehir. – http://www.tmcnet.com/usubmit/2006/04/15/1574976.htm

    “1911-1915: SB attends a small, private kindergarten school run by two German sisters, Misses Ida and Pauline Elsner in Leopardstown. Shortly thereafter the Beckett brothers leave the Misses Elsners’ Academy to attend a larger school called Earlsfort House in Dublin, not far from the Harcourt Street station. – http://www.groveatlantic.com/grove/bin/wc.dll?groveproc~genauth~56~0~info~chrono

    “During the race, parts of High Street, Highland Street, Bridge Street, Ames Street and Pine Street will be closed to traffic.
    Hanley said yesterday he expects good weather will bring a high turnout.
    The race itself features more than 40 actors dressed in period garb strewn about the course, reading excerpts from Joyce’s most celebrated works.Ê – http://www.dailynewstranscript.com/localRegional/view.bg?articleid=74929

    “as singsing so Salaman susuing to swittvitles while as
    unbluffingly blurtubruskblunt as an Esra? the cat, the cat’s meeter,
    the meeter’s cat’s wife, the meeter’s cat’s wife’s half better, the
    meeter’s cat’s wife’s half better’s meeter, and so back to our
    horses, – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=116&like=horse

    “16. Nora’s handjob was on 27 Aug 1904” – http://groups.google.com/group/rec.arts.books/msg/e4c3ac262ab205b8?dmode=source&hl=en

    “The stain, and that a teastain (the overcautelousness
    of the masterbilker here, as usual, signing the page away), marked
    it off on the spout of the moment as a genuine relique of ancient
    Irish pleasant pottery of that lydialike languishing class known as
    a hurry-me-o’er-the-hazy.
    Why then how?
    Well, almost any photoist worth his chemicots will tip anyone
    asking him the teaser that if a negative of a horse happens to melt
    enough while drying, well, what you do get is, well, a positively
    grotesquely distorted macromass of all sorts of horsehappy values
    and masses of meltwhile horse.Ê – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=111&like=horse

    “my maymoon’s honey, my fool to the last Decemberer,
    to wake himself out of his winter’s doze and bore me down like he
    used to.
    Is there irwell a lord of the manor or a knight of the shire at strike,
    I wonder, that’d dip me a dace or two in cash for washing and
    darning his worshipful socks for him now we’re run out of
    horsebrose and milk?
    Only for my short Brittas bed made’s as snug as it smells it’s
    out I’d lep and off with me to the slobs deua Tolka or the plage au
    Clontarf to feale the gay aire of my salt troublin bay and the race
    of the saywint up me ambushure.
    Onon! Onon! tell me more. Tell me every tiny teign. I want
    to know every single ingul. Down to what made the potters fly
    into jagsthole. And why were the vesles vet. That homa fever’s
    winning me wome. If a mahun of the horse but hard me! – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=201&like=horse

    “Time: the pressant.
    With futurist onehorse balletbattle pictures and the Pageant
    of Past History worked up with animal variations amid
    everglaning mangrovemazes and beorbtracktors by Messrs Thud and
    Blunder. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=221&like=horse

    “Clean and easy, be the hooker !
    And a free for croaks after. Dovlen are out for it. So is Rathfinn.
    And, hike, here’s the hearse and four horses with the
    interprovincial crucifixioners throwing lots inside to know whose to be
    their gosson and whereas to brake the news to morhor. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=377&like=horse


    “Why do you so lifesighs, my precious, as
    I hear from you, with limmenings lemantitions, after that swollen
    one? I am not sighing, I assure, but only I am soso sorry about
    all in my saarasplace. Listen, listen ! I am doing it. Hear more to
    those voices! Always I am hearing them. Horsehem coughs
    enough. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=571&like=horse

    “And, of course, dear professor, I
    understand. You can trust me that though I change thy name
    though not the letter never while I become engaged with my
    first horsepower, masterthief of hearts, I will give your lovely
    face of mine away, my boyish bob, not for tons of donkeys, to
    my second mate, with the twirlers the engineer of the
    passioflower – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=459&like=horse

    “– You hear things. Besides (and serially now) bushes have
    eyes, don’t forget. Hah!
    — Which moral turpitude would you select of the two, for
    choice, if you had your way? Playing bull before shebears or the
    hindlegs off a clotheshorse?Ê – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=522&like=horse

    “You plied
    that pokar, gamesy, swell as aye did, while there were flickars
    to the flores. He may be humpy, nay, he may be dumpy but there
    is always something racey about, say, a sailor on a horse. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=606&like=horse

    “I forgive you, grondt Ondt, said the Gracehoper, weeping,
    For their sukes of the sakes you are safe in whose keeping.
    Teach Floh and Luse polkas, show Bienie where’s sweet
    And be sure Vespatilla fines fat ones to heat.
    As I once played the piper I must now pay the count
    So saida to Moyhammlet and marhaba to your Mount!
    Let who likes lump above so what flies be a full ‘un;
    I could not feel moregruggy if this was prompollen.
    I pick up your reproof, the horsegift of a friend,
    For the prize of your save is the price of my spend.
    Can castwhores pulladeftkiss if oldpollocks forsake ’em
    Or Culex feel etchy if Pulex don’t wake him? – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=418&like=horse
    “Saying whiches, see his bow on the hapence, with a
    pattedyr but digit here, he scooped the hens, hounds and horses
    biddy by bunny, with an arc of his covethand, saved from the
    drohnings they might oncounter, untill his cubid long, to hide in
    dry. Aside. Your sows tin the topple, dodgers, trink me dregs!
    Zoot!
    And with the gust of a spring alice the fossickers and swaggelers
    with him on the hoof from down under piked forth desert roses in
    that mulligar scrub.
    Reenter Ashe Junior. Peiwei toptip, nankeen pontdelounges.
    Gives fair day. Cheroot. Cheevio!
    Off.Ê – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=321&like=horse

    “Wickenlow, garden of Erin, before she ever dreamt she’d lave
    Kilbride and go foaming under Horsepass bridge, with the great
    southerwestern windstorming her traces and the midland’s
    grainwaster asarch for her track, to wend her ways byandby – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=203&like=horse

    “All Swell That Aimswell, the Cup and
    the Stirrup, he sought his wellwarmed leababobed in a
    housingroom Abide With Oneanother at Block W.W., (why didn’t
    he back it?) Pump Court, The Liberties, and, what with
    moltapuke on voltapuke, resnored alcoh alcoho alcoherently to
    the burden of I come, my horse delayed, nom num, the
    substance of the tale of the evangelical bussybozzy and the
    rusinurbean – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=40&like=horsehttp://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=40&like=horse

    Acrillic Figa

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  • BH is for Blueberry Helixirs: Sacred Helixirs and Finnegans Wake.

    Sacred Helixirs and Finnegans Wake.

    The Amanita Muscaria species of toadstool or mushroom has a very special role in literary and poetic History. I have spent the last ten yrs as an indepen-denting skholar and Solar Disc Jockey [saturntablist] researching this particular spreeshees and itx fascinating maxked appearance in literature from all-around the whirrled and also her suppressed phallic; “sunsol-pressed” identity [juice] within the history of relidge John > the wanker.

    Taking into consideration the current war on soma people who use soma drucks and > the resulting revoloting dissconextion of mankind with the other; the sacred plant/human interface [Gaia, nature, mamma matrix most mysterious, Anna Liviixier] Eyefli jam re:presenting a theory dearly, which does not involve the obvious identiflying & “actual ingesting of the actual wet acrid sacred sacrement herself” in her coded-masked natural I Dentitea.
    An alternative that drives the hologramick fragments of the entheogenetick experience into mind without law breaking; i present a KNU approach to entheogenic research and SOMA studies > anticipating a perculiar molecular poetic revolution in the thirsty minds of the entire species.

    In a hazelnutshell Finnegans Wake is arguably the most entheogenic textual mapamatrix known to our tribe. Started in 1922 and published in 1939 finnish in 2311: “The Wake” appears to contain the twisted YoshiYoshi genetic kode/voices of nature; gene over meme, chordz knotted into cord’s “ply over ply” James Joyce has contacted dechoded and re:translated natures vices and elementulls into a unique divinitory device; a shammick lickaluckaslanguage. The goodbook iz the pudding which contains the non-local filling and everything outside the earths crust > according to physicist David Bloombohmshroom.

    Dj fly agaric 23 ploughing Finnegans Wake with a rake of tongues looking for entheogenic themes, brews, plants, flowers, druckstore indians and “Native Amanita Muscaria” This blog iz a KNU species of ontological investigation, inspired by the text called “Animals and Psychedelics” by the brilliant Italian botanist Giorgio Samorini.

    His new “Lazarus hypothesis” seems the most vivid gloss for the tripple Goddess-theme running throughout our worldwide encyclone-mythological-religious Pisstory; “Finnegans Wake” > because…. the observable biological chordial tonal harmonick relationships floating in natures chaosmos between croaking Toads, buzzing flies, Read with whoyte sprockled amrita, ohmrita, anamwrit-her; evidence cascadingdong on the human nervous system. Dawn golden metaphor for Birth, Death and Resurrection: demonstrable in nature by the intoxicated Drosphilia or [flies] witch “lick” Annalivia Muskatears, or take a bite like Alice liddel. I rekon that James Joyce would have been very interested in Samorini’s theory about the natural “sonoluminescented” world drucking itselves; and medicating all HER co-conspirators and co-connextionx = evolution through inebriation, happyness and optimizzim by eating and drinking what you damn well like!

    Intoxicated and [remixed] evolution through using nothing-but [poetic] inebriation might be a legal loop-a-whirl around our current draconian laws and totalitarian governornaents who want to squash any “communion with nature” whithout barcodz, patents and stock options in (H)armaments. Therefore Finnegans Wake, in my humble opinion, is the KNU LSD!

    The KNU paper Mushroom trip (poetry) > the new DMThorder flash. Spilling Neurolinguistic Correlative affinitea which removes the Frescoe suface to reveal hidden entheogens chemically time-sealed to interact with the human nervous system at critical “jumps” in evolution. FW is precisely isomorphic with the Great Tripple Goddess herself, “Rotorio” the word birth spun on a platter > intoxicating fires-in-the-head, Anna Livia Portabello: Amanita Mokshamanism. Amen.

    The presence of Celtic, Egyptian, French, Eurasian, Sanskrit, Old English and Welsh to name a few languages synthesized into the wake provides a healthy base for any twentyfirst century biological, mycological, or genetic research. In fact; amongst scholars and Academics circumnavigating the information > the Wake provides an incalculable Ocixon of information; like an entire dream dictionary of the species perhaps? Lets hope that in the future Finnegans Wake by the brilliant anarchist poet James Joyce can be a bible for the poetic revolution. An intellectual revolutionary alphabetic vortexor breeding ground, a zoo; in which the mind of nature reclaims her place as mamma matrix most mysterious in the minds of the people and breaks out of the pages and into your local enviroment like Jahman(G)

    The following textual gallery are a very rare and priceless collection of fossilized poems from only the first 23 pages of Finnegans Wake. With them i will signify the bugining of this neverending search for SOMA in Finnegans Wake.

    Sin clearly

    Disc Jockey – Fly Agaric/Acrillic 23

    3. Riverrun
    Adam’s
    Armorica
    Gorgios
    malt
    bababadalgharghta
    humptyhillhead
    Livvy
    oystrygods
    Whoyteboyce of Hoodie Head
    boomeringstroms

    4. Oaks of ald
    elms leap
    Phall
    pharce
    phoenish
    tete in a tub
    guenneses
    hod
    buildung
    malltitude
    liquor wheretwin twas
    Risengeborg
    helio
    O’ you’re vine!
    agentlike
    thundersday

    5. cubehouse
    thunder
    cchoruysh
    muzzlenimiissilehims
    Cropherb
    ivvy’s holired abbles *
    hippohobbilies
    basilikerks
    aeropagods
    domecreepers
    mud murumd
    hoddit
    mastabatoom
    Fillagain’s chrissormiss wake *
    Agog and magog
    agrog

    6.barrowload of guenesis
    platterplate
    Roundthehead
    swimswamswum
    wake him
    Danu U’Dunnell’s foamous olde Dobbelin ayle
    quaffoff
    flowerwhite bodey
    samosalar
    agapemonides

    7.
    brella
    piddle med puddle
    tarabom tarabom
    Wallingstone national museaum
    waterloose country
    prettilees
    museomound free. Welsh
    pousseypram
    This way to the museyroom
    Willingdone Museyroom
    Cap
    Prooshious x 4
    (Bullsfoot! Fine!)
    goldtin spurs
    wartrews
    bog lipoleum
    nayther bag nor bug
    Touchole Fitz Tuomush. *
    Delian alps. *
    crimealine of the alps
    legahorns

    8. sexcaliber
    Sunshat
    Fieldgaze
    jillous agincourting
    secred word *
    damn fairy ann
    twelvemile cowchooks
    drink a sip, dranksup
    guinnes
    (Bullsear! Play!)
    Brum! Brum! Cumbrum!
    Goat strip Finnlambs
    bunkersheels
    Gambariste della porca!

    9. bombshoob *
    Culpenhelp
    madrashattaras
    Pukkaru! Pukka Yurap!
    doorforhim
    (Bullseye! Game!)
    How Copenhagen ended.
    This way the museyroom.
    severallittle
    whinealittle
    Thon’s flash
    Thon’s blowing toomcracks
    burymeleg
    peacefugle
    potmother *
    powwows in beggybaggy

    10.
    muddy kissmans
    militopucos
    maps, keys and woodpiles
    nightgarters
    nickelly nacks
    muchears *
    nice kettle of fruit
    boosoloom

    11. firstlings
    two mounds
    heegills
    somepotreek
    mickos!
    Nicholas Proud
    Corkhill
    bergamoors
    Summerhill
    Constitutionhill
    likelihood *
    macroborg
    microbirg
    sovereign punned *
    Hush! Caution! Echoland
    mujikal *
    mausolime wall. Fimfim fimfim
    Wheatstone’s magic lyer * [neural lyre!]
    A bulbenboss surmounted upon an

    12. alderman
    o’brine a’bride
    popeye antipop
    1132 A.D
    quickenshoon *
    brazenlockt
    tome of Liber Lividus, (toh!)
    stone pine

    13. grasses the herb trinity shams lowliness
    Hebear
    Hairyman the cornflowers
    duskrose
    Goatstown hedges, twolips
    whitethorn
    redthorn *
    Knockmaroon *
    Formoreans
    Firebugs and the Joynts have thrown up jerrybuilding
    (confusium hold them!)
    Pluck me while i blush
    Hop!
    shroonk his plodsfoot
    mammamuscles most mousterious *
    a dragon man
    marrogbones. (Cave!)
    blown monk sewer?

    14. weak oach
    Dungtarf
    Boohooru
    a piece of oak.
    Ghinees hies good for you.
    greytcloak
    puddinstone
    rexroom *
    rawhoney ***

    15.
    rutterdamrotter
    Mothering rue. *
    alp on earwig, drukn on ild
    thonthorstrok, thing mud.
    abcedminded

    16. Meades and porsons. The meandertale, aloss and again,
    head-in-cloudsbagawards
    holos
    message in their mouths

    17. littlesons
    i ate the wind
    wrunes for ever
    the drinking
    ramskin *
    terracook in the muttheringpot
    Gutenmorg *
    rubrikredd out of the wordpress
    papyr is meed of, made of
    Daleth, mahomahouma
    pomme full grave *
    golden youths that wanted gelding [lealittlesons]
    prytty pyrrique
    experctungpelick! Veil, volantine, valentine *

    20. keep the peacewave
    mickelmassed
    Livia Noanswa?
    libe we drink
    Unfru-Chikada-Uru-Wukru
    whines for my wedding
    Anam muck
    Did ye drink me doornail?

    21.
    Devlin
    sycamore
    pouch, gloves, bricket, kerchief, ring and amberulla
    Nobucketnozzler
    Ginnghis Khan
    Honey was the holiest thing ever was, hive, comb and earwax
    nectar cup *
    Basilico’s ointment
    sacred rooftree
    Salmon House *
    Begog
    G.O.G
    buddhoch

    22. millioncandled eye of Tuskar
    bung king
    elmstree twelve urchins
    Maccullaghmore
    hogglebully
    Leatherbags Reynolds
    Buggaloffs
    falconplumes
    tropic of copricapron
    Isid, Totumcalmum
    Christpatrick’s
    Dr tipples Vi-Cocoa
    Coal’s short but we’ve plenty

    23. of bog in the yard. And barley’s up again, begrained to it. *
    spelling beesknees
    tables by mudapplication.
    bag of knicks, playing postman’s knock round the diggings
    in her white of gold with a touch of ivy *
    Essie Shanahan
    You remember Essie in our Lunna’s Convent?
    Holly Merry *
    ruddyberry *
    Pia de Purebelle
    redminors riots
    Williamswoodsmenu
    whirligigmagees
    cachucha
    Ezekiel Irons
    he’s spooring *
    Portobello to float the pomeroy *
    Wramawitch
    queenoveire. Arrah
    Harry chap storyan grass women plethy good trout. Shakeshands.

    “Bulbous bass and fragmented Vulva look broad and membrainus Apple-white

    Sunlight fleece, tick

    Toxicorange juices are Strained flowing pissgolden brown

    Texture Like sun,

    Spasm war

    Luciditea in the sky with dyedmoons.

    Paint your bee leaf.

    Heavy Copper grasshopper sunsets scroll, dj Fly Agaric/Acrillic href=”http://www.maybelogic.org/maybequarterly/01/0121FlyUntitled.htm

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    Please send thanks for my unpaid hard work to continue the psychedelic revolution, over the last four years, to somebody else who is less fortunate than yourselves. Maybe somebody with no money, no home or job or feedback. Thanks DJ fly agaric 23

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  • W is for WOID: In the Bugining woz the woid

    Hi. The following passage from Finnegans Wake by James Joyce was published in 1939. [they] say everybody who looks into the Wake finds spooky coincidances and strange connexions to their own lives. As dj fly agaric 23, also known as Acrillic born April 15th 1976 the following singcell page from FW IZ of great significance to me for many reasons > I shall explain myself more deeply soma-time soonafterward. The Joycean word “Woid” is what triggered my recent outbreak of phreestyle “Acrillix” and bogabloggathon for whirrled pist!

    ” and ours. Fly your balloons, dannies and dennises! He’s door-
    knobs dead! And Annie Delap is free! Ones more. We could
    ate you, par Buccas, and imbabe through you, reassuranced in
    the wild lac of gotliness. One fledge, one brood till hulm
    culms evurdyburdy. Huh the throman! Huh the traidor. Huh
    the truh. Arrorsure, he’s the mannork of Arrahland over-
    sense he horrhorrd his name in thuthunder. Rrrwwwkkkrrr!
    And seen it rudden up in fusefiressence on the flashmurket.
    P.R.C.R.L.L. Royloy. Of the rollorrish rattillary. The lewd-
    ningbluebolteredallucktruckalltraumconductor! The unnamed
    nonirishblooder that becomes a Greenislender overnight! But
    we’re molting superstituettes out of his fulse thortin guts. Tried
    mark, Easterlings. Sign, Soideric O’Cunnuc, Rix. Adversed ord,
    Magtmorken, Kovenhow. There’s a great conversion, myn! Cou-
    cous! Find his causcaus! From Motometusolum through Bulley
    and Cowlie and Diggerydiggerydock down to bazeness’s usual?
    He’s alight there still, by Mike! Loose afore! Bung! Bring forth
    your deed! Bang! Till is the right time. Bang! Partick Thistle
    agen S. Megan’s versus Brystal Palace agus the Walsall! Putsch!
    Tiemore moretis tisturb badday ! The playgue will be soon over,
    rats! Let sin! Geh tont! All we wants is to get peace for posses-
    sion. We dinned unnerstunned why you sassad about thurteen
    to aloafen, sor, kindly repeat! Or ledn us alones of your lungorge, parsonifier propounde of our edelweissed idol worts! Shaw and Shea are lorning obsen so hurgle up, gandfarder, and gurgle me gurk. You can’t impose on frayshouters like os. Every tub here spucks his own fat. Hang coersion everyhow! And smotthermock Gramm’s laws! But we’re a drippindhrue gayleague all at ones. In the buginning is the woid, in the muddle is the sounddance and thereinofter you’re in the unbewised again, vund vulsyvolsy. You talker dunsker’s brogue men we our souls speech obstruct hostery. Silence in thought! Spreach! Wear
    anartful of outer nocense! Pawpaw, wowow! Momerry twelfths,
    noebroed! That was a good one, ha! So it will be quite a material
    what May farther be unvuloped for you, old Mighty, when it’s
    aped to foul a delfian in the Mahnung. Ha ha! Talk of Paddy – James Joyce, Finnegans Wake – book 2, Chapter 3.

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  • A is for Awake: FW title plays

    Acrillic Figa
    The following is a fresh poem i just spat out, which is fourteen anagrams of Finnegans wake. After that are quotes i collected and posted at maybelogic academy six months ago titled “3000 years of psychedelic poetry, Finnegans wake and the Cantos” Read them! And read them again…..

    Finnegan wakes, awake eng finns,
    finnegan askew, a fake news ginn,

    Weaken gas finn, weakening fans
    Nasa knife gwen, Anna fiske gwen

    Fake anne wings, fake anna sewing
    Ages waken finn, Sage waken Finn

    Wake fang nines, fakes wang nine,
    Insane fag knew: sneak fang wine,

    Wage sneak finn, fang nina weeks
    waking ann fees, wahe snake finn,

    Fawn ask engine, fan wan seeking,
    a swan gene fink, fawn sank genie

    Gas ann week fin, fan as gene wink,
    Gnaw as knee fin, nag as week finn

    flynagains awake.

    “This is bureaucracy, ” said dionysus, and he smashed his wine jug in anger; beside him, his lynx glared balefully. – Book four, the eighth trip, or Hod. (Telemachus sneezed) The Illuminatus Trillogy. “Illy Trilly.

    “The resurrection and the life. Once you are dead you are dead. That last day idea. Knocking them all up out of their graves. Come forth. Lazarus! And he came fifth and lost the job. get up! Last day! – James Joyce, Ulysses, Page 87

    “Section C: Re:volutions and Evolutions.
    One of the greatest difficulties facing the world today is the passing from one historical era to another. – Count Alfred Korzybski, Science and Sanity, Page XXXVI

    “In Tibetan the Kalachakra puja is called dam-jho which is particularly important during times of great difficulties – of wars and natural disaster’s. The Kalachakra is the mandala of the four door’s or Qing – Ghou.

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