It’s The End Of The World : Blind Seance Sears
Blind Séance Sears
……….Disordered blind seer’s sight: meaningless pen scribblings and cave scratchings shredding all material gains & guns to nothing, the bright sun also rises & the black morningstar also sets, one occasionally forgets the equivalence of swords & vanishing Incan ink until it’s almost too late for time. Apocalyllipsis, singularities, glossolalia, catatonic Pizarnik whispers on poiesis’ OD. Logical atomism splits. Archetypical seers drive away fear with their hallucinogenic visions & her delusions of grandeur, channeling that original piece of tribal madness that’s inherent in the compulsive freed automaton need to create.
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