The Cheetah: .. the crust of a dust
cliff is the dry academic measurement of my pubis as if it is the top
of a minoan steeple.. I wish they would give the great great
archeologist Rodney Castleden his due respect.. he's earned it with
his ground-zero at minoan archeological excavation sites ground
research which is like carving and hewing my nude body sculptured
like a block temple .. I am all blocks made up of.. I am crumbling
soon into blocks.. Is Michael Crichton right?... Does decay and
neglect of archeological sites maintain their authenticity.. their
accuracy to their original historical era... I wish I knew as much
about archeology as Michael Crichton does.. almost all my novel ..
almost all my knowledge of archeology comes from reading Rodney
Castledon's book.. my obsession is boo hoo hooo sniff sniff.. ancient
minoan civilizations.. and egypt.. grrr.. arrgggrrr.. egypt.. egypt..
where the jews were once slaves in the time of Pharoah... before
Moses freed them... a historical document of an era in the history of
the Hebrews never forgotten by all religious Jews.... by boo hooo hoo
fundamentalist jews... WHYYY do they say such HORRIBLE things about
Jewish fundamentalist communities.. for I Barbara Minerva am forever
a fundamentalist … I live at the heart of a volcano and the volcano
is my heart... this heart is a word... shoah.. shoah.. shoah.. and..
and .. shalom.. two words actually... my heart beats to the lava flow
of a blood pulse in my pubis a volcano lava flow is menstruating out
of my bleeding gash wound soul.. like a gash bloody wound in my
Duncan soul a lamb I be who forgive the knife sword of Macbeth as it
makes a soul deep wound in my soul.. for I will always love the great
god of gods.. king of kings Macbeth.. who made Scotland great so
Scotland could have revolutions in the future...
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