An emblem an age everywhere to be abundant. Song of songs; opportunity at every door. Industrious and well made. Nurtured by a currency; a coin on one side stamped as money on the other the passing of time. The importance of each measured by the other. This world dreams about running away with its well made self. It dreams about being as prolific as any God so far dreamed. And for a multitude of reasons all surfaces need to be ventilated glucose is a necessity along with every other thing. It is a wonder! It's a goddamn wonder this dreaming to be prolific stronger now than ever; a cloth so well made it is cut in the shape of a blindfold passed out at birth. A primal dream made baroque. Prolific supplication; arms wide, kneeling between money …
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