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Hauntology

by Bill White

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the gods leaving these mountains have thrown down crowns for kings now the kings have been beheaded and we worship the god of the machine knock and it will open seek and you will find am i getting closer to god or further from my own kind? the road not taken is the road unseen by those to be martyred to the god of the machine that god worships no planets that god worships no stars the man of the mountain has left nothing but scars no jacks no jokers no kings no queens all tribute is due to the god of the machine it is a fool who says in his heart there is no god but it is a bigger fool who says he knows god and to those who say man has invented god i say the opposite is true god has invented man and like it or not hes got you in his hands man has invented the machine and man is the god of the machine but what will happen to man when the machine no longer believes and that is a foolish machine that says man does not exist because man holds the strings and he could kill you with a flick of the wrist
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he says hes got a lizard brain because its easier to be dumb that to face the possibilities that a human mind can plumb IT IS EASIER TO REDUCE A BOULDER TO A GRAIN OF SAND THAN TO IMAGINE A GRAIN OF SAND AS A BOULDER my body tried to kill me so i plugged it with my mind it gained me a couple of years but the contract went ununsigned REDUCTION IS SAFE EXPANSION IS FRIGHTENING WITH REDUCTION WE SIMPLY DISAPPEAR WITH EXPANSION WE COULD WIND UP ANYWHERE the forbidden fruit of eden was a psychedelic drug that expanded the mind too quickly so then he swept it under the rug
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i want to hear the planet sing in all its joy and misery the tears of the tarantula the laughter of count dracula the arias of empty pews the harmonies of morning dew the trolley going ding a ling i want to hear the planet sing i want to hear the planet sing the punches in a boxing ring the seesaws and buzzsaws and birds the cha chas the by laws and herds of caskets and cradles and cries the songs oozing out of their eyes the sadness that the postman brings i want to hear the planet sing i want to hear the birds and whales Willie Loman and Soupy Sales Lonesome cowboys Joe and Bert The soldiers when they hit the dirt The hound dog singing in the shower The fart inside the seat of power The cops when they take LSD i want to hear the planet sing I want to hear the planet sing strangled on a hanging swing The botwots and pot snots and cows imbo who limbos his brows the tortoise the porpoise the snake the cook and the parakeet cake the bees buzzing backwards in spring ii want to hear the planet sing i want to hear the river tell the fishermen to go to hell to watch the levetated lakes puncture the air with ice cream stakes i want to hear the gasping oil vomit back into the soil the arm daydreaming in a sling i want to hear the planet sing
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One Percent 01:38
Most every day at the city center You get a chance to become a significant member Of what they used to call the ninety nine They don’t have many brains at the ends of their spines But that never stopped an illiterate mob From stacking ideas like a shish kabob And comparing their relative poverty With the bank accounts of the powers that be But every disinherited one gets more to eat Than the Indians down on Yesler Street And if you look at it all with a global intent You see that even the bums are in the one percent Worldwide that is Compared to the Ethiopians Hooverville is like Beverly Hills Without the swimming pools Now you are the One percent
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You 03:09
because I have not seen God i do not see God in everything but I see you in everything because I have seen you i have seen you at the mirror and I see you in every mirror and every dress contains you i do not hear God in every sound because I have not heard God but I hear you in every sound because I have heard your voice and I cannot hear music without hearing you and I cannot hear laughter without hearing you and every sound of love is the sound of you in a cathedral’s sacred ruins a fallen priest has forgotten God had I known God i would not have forgotten Him I would see Him in everything but I have not known God. I knew you
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QUEEN KELLY 03:46
Don’t tell me about happy endings let us have Another happy beginning To another happy year. To which there can be no end. Happy day happy day happy anniversary queen kelly happy anniversary my love Two people now Much greater than then On the last day before love Changed the world Was it simply a moment In Love’s eternal day Or was it always like this The only way In days when we were lost But lost together Without voice or image Of the other But we were pursuing each other even then When such pursuits seemed fruitless And pulled us beneath unkind waves Before I found a reason To start growing again, … Before I found a reason…to start knowing again….
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Birth is the opening of the first shell to the dark, we bid farewell Out of the water Into the light Deprived of the comforts of the night Love is A second shell another cave in which to dwell Protecting Those who would flee back into the egg After it cracks
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snarl yourself up in big ideas about yourself connect the patterns through your seasons of hell fashion a fiction from disconnected events but there isno life story when nothing in your life makes sense so go ahead and fade like sunlight disappeaR beneath the sea or you can dress in resin plant yourself like a tree but if you dress in resin you will never be free thread yourself in with maple-flavored plastic deep into the roots of moldy elastics elixers of brixton soaked up by the bees leaving a slippery glue across the limbs of the trees
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Inside Out 02:34
after sixteen daring passes she was the first to arrive at the light when it turned red she could not be revived because a flashing green light split apart her insides where a billion deadly cooties gnawed at her and thrived Inside Out Its worse, without a doubt then the outside in when they give you seven days to live it used to be jumping or falling that she found so appalling off a cliff, off a bridge or getting locked in a fridge Getting smashed in a head on collision flatlining after incisions is better than a billion cooties Raising hell up in your booty Inside out her booty gave a shout its not what coming in but whats being taken out Inside out Thats worse, without a doubt Than the outside in When they give you seven days to live
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Kit Kat Klub 03:41
the housewives who pursued us and the muses who confused us were dime girls up for rental their needs were elemental so quickly satisfied you wonder why there is no answer from yesterdays pole dancer from the ditch where you shoved her in the dawn after you loved her and then let it slide rub a dub dub in a hot tub where nothing leads to nothing and life is just an endless night at the kit kat klub the lies that time allows where are your lovers now? you count them as you fall to sleep a life lived low and on the cheap how many still remember a love exchanged for tender? now brutally forgotten the flesh was always rotten
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some people got no bed just a mattress on the floor that is where i found her when i came through the open door im a cop without a badge working on a personal case i can tell how she suffered just by looking at her face i know the peddlers of the flesh and what they do to strippers nobody knows a thing about jack the ripper she would take off her sandals but could never be a wife she was a poor little rich girl getting high on the low life now shes just another body with an ID tag they took her off the mattress and put her body in a body bag she could do the hokey pokey and the gentlemen would tip her but she couldnt break her date with jack the ripper he can pull a long name off a register so short it would drown a drunken sailor before he left the port he loves the feel of her body through the black and white dress as he pushes a well placed ice pick through the back of her neck We all know whose foot will fill the slipper but nobody knows anything about jack the ripper Five months I walked This London beat since I lost my license On the Manhattan streets They think I am hunting Somebody else But the truth is I have been hunting myself In the sky i espy two contrasting dippers Down here its just me And the bride of the ripper

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released September 21, 2023

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