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[Title Theme: Clockwork Orange] [over which some Hornet Coalman plays.] There's a Billboard that says, "America is a hungry monster that loves you." "What's America," says Goldstein. He's just been born out of Lake Chicago. this is during the fana, the annihilation, whose? does it matter? as if in displaying the fan.. as if a kind of cosmospolitan 1960's art professor, perhaps a Doctor S. Sevi, were inspecting a strange edo period folded fan with the green bearded face of a forest oni whose eyes are like two caves.. [empty colliseums] Does the Sun goddess need a Gold stein? a fan a Mr. Bulldog is cooking Elijah with the sausages. Mr. Bulldog is cooking Elijah with the sausages. Mr. Bulldog is cooking Elijah with the sausages. I said that 3 times from the junk trunk, truck. truck truck truck Maybe Goldstein is looking for a place to hide. Perhaps in the indescribable knotwork above the surgeon's table. "Shut-up!" says the surgeon.. "Allah!" says the patient. Goldstein and the sculptor are friends, but Goldstein slaps the sculptor. The fiddle player's wife is suddenly a man. Elijah Goldstein is suddenly a woman. Suddenly a very flighty woman. Goldstein is on the run! Here is the abortion of the sculptor's child. This is a tiny green hairy foetus, like a mango seed, like a bearded little old man, all green. like a baby green yeti you might want to plant in the ground. That's Goldstein! I said that 3 times from the junk trunk, truck. That's Goldstein! That's Goldstein! That's Goldstein! Perhaps the SPRING! Perhaps this SPRING is the spring of Goldstein, when Elijah will annoint the green sausage. There's not too much pork in the ruins.. There's not too much baby in the Khidr. Sabbatai Sevi had already learned a trade. Goldstein is on the run from trades. Elijah is still a baby inside the hairy green foetus seed of Khidr. There's sausage in Chicago. The sausage of two brothers, like two eyes, both secluded in their Khalwas, Hitbodeduts. That's the way of Goldstein! Always alone in the khirqah of Arabi. Always on the run! Trying to get away from it all! here's the Sculptor and the Art Professor meeting at last. The dealer is yelling at them both! Where is Goldstein! Goldstein is hiding in the empty womb of the sculptor's wife. He's combing the hair of the green yeti baby seed, but just for a moment. "Thou shalt meet a band of prophets coming down from the high place with a lute, and a timbrel, and a pipe, and a lyre, before them; and they shall prophesy. And the spirit of the Lord will come upon thee, and thou shalt prophesy with them, and thou shalt be turned into another man." This is what Goldstein said to the sausage seller. Now the Bulldogman is chasing the Dealer. Now the Sculptor is running. He's talking to the black man about Goldstein. The Black man isn't running, he's talking. Where is Goldstein? Where is Goldstein? Where is Goldstein? In Palestine? On the Surgeon's table? In the seed of Iran? In the Green yeti mango of Iraq? Why do the students question a technical chaos? The students are looking for Ibn Arabi which they call a sausage. This is the sausage of color theory. This is the Gold stein from which Goethe drank.. The weeping of the oboe, is surely a green yeti seed. As an American Indian, All I can see of this is an old Burlesque show. Goldstein is hiding inside the blackman, dancing with the weeping oboes, which sound more like accordions. I mean when a dancing girl is on the surgeon's table, there's a drug they used. The Sculptor is running. Goldstein is still hiding from Mr. Bulldog in the Sausage factory. Ibn Arabi is running with the Art Professor. Goldstein is looking much better. He has a fine hat and coat now,and is just walking. He's walking, and he's dancing a little upon a long wall which stretches out into the sea. Goldstein is dancing with the Green yeti mango seed baby khidr which is invisible! Goldstein dances! The Green yeti mango seed yeti baby foetus is dancing inside the womb of Palestine! Is Palestine a Sausage factory? Is Israel a Tekke? Goldstein is lovely in his silk sunshines. he looks like Walt Whitman looking out over the sea.. Just a city. Just some dancing girls. The blackman is drunk. The bartender is listening to the dancing girls. He's a black jew. He's in the library with the sexy dancing girl! he's smiling. He's putting money into her breasts. He tells the dancing girl he is a thief, and just wants to wreck down buildings. The dancing girl just says "Thank You." The Black Jew says, "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." Goodnight. "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." Goodnight. "Thank you" "You're pretty." The Sculptor is running. The Art professor is running. Goldstein is already hidden. Ibn Arabi is running and is hidden. Here is the stick. The stick. here is the stick. The stick is being carried. Through the sticks. A stick is being carried through the sticks, which are like weeping oboes. Green is the color of money. Green is the color of Khidr. Goldstein is the color of gold. The sculptor is running through the fields with the stick. the fana is always going on. its always an annhilation. trees and plants stare down into the world. rivers and planets stare down into the world. Shimmers and fogs stare down into the world. The End stares down into the world. Goldstein stares down into the green yeti mango seed foetus which is the world. AMIRAH says Goldstein. Its a mirror, says Goldstein, who can't be seen. "It's a mirror," I say, who, which, can't be seen. This is the Murderer's song. This is the Murderer who is born a murderer. Kant, Cantor, etc. Noumenon... SPRING for the Aztec, was always a lovely time for MURDER!
