IN THE FALSE DAWN OF A FAKE CREATION, IN THE MIDST OF THE ROARING CROWD

sickness and sin ... I don't mean just effect and its cause ... a certain psychosomatic turbulence ... but an identity in the subject in place and time ... starting as members of the same class ... that is things that are wrong ... I don't feel right is almost always the beginning of a meaningful statement ... I mean it has a substance you wouldn't be right to ignore ... but there are times when something's wrong and you don't feel it ... when you're doing something bad ... or some insidious thing in the unconscious bowells of your world is doing it to you ... in each case the same malevolent effect is working through ... something's efficient will ... in each case that one only exclusive will ... from the particular point of view it has this general but pervasive alien touch ... but from the general force of desire it has a most particular intention ... it's looking at the same thing from opposite ends ... something estranged that chooses not to fit ... something so powerful in its alienation in its difference it says softly roaring come ... I can make you 2/2