the door is afraid of opening
so am i,
and yes I am unhinged by the mind
that padlocks this language.

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Falling on false sense of security.

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I am atomised silence
on a steady lapse of unauthorised noise
inside me,
arrests me.

Any future will foretell the past
while we are clambering over a civilisation
that burns its dead like our collective memory.

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At ease I used to stitch myself to verses
now the deliberate pause
if I stopped writing
is it because I am living instead?

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The prick and the womb
is a deliberate chaos
inserted on this planet
to thrust the inevitable end
inside us that carries the naked light
by which we are.

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yes here.

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The impenetrable blue of Poseidon's realm
and the arbitrary construction that rises above Paris
has got me thinking about the flesh of women who live down below.

who can deny the coming of the idea?

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PEEVING SONG by Kino

I would like to shut you up and cut you into parts
resembling the cobbled stone streets of the mind
whenever you weight the man with a smile
everything must be convincingly done

disappear after a terrible mess,
go on son rupture this night,
I can't peeve everybody in the world
but, i will try

soothe my conscience, i am an ambush hidden in a man,
have you heard it the news is that you are dead.
new york city has too many wicked souls
this place is really really fucking doomed...

iron curtain before your eyes
a human being will get numbed under any circumstance.

alluring lips of a giant dog
this government would like a snog
swallow your affection, miss.
i am not on your side.
you'll know me as an insult.

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Corpus enigma!

Armed with the forces of intelligence
for the great sabotage of the mind,
for the revolution at hand.

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"May the devil preserve the surrealist idea as every other idea tending towards concretion of form, towards the completest possible subordination to the order of fact, as love tends to the creation of a being, the idea of a revolution to the advent of a day of revolt, for otherwise their existence would have no reason whatsoever. Let the reader remember that the surrealist preoccupation is running no serious risk of extinction so long as man shall continue capable of distinguishing an animal from an up-rising flame or stone." Andre Breton

In the midst of my actions, re-launching the official surrealist publication Minotaure to herald the continuation of surrealism as the most vital function of the human spirit to the sleepy world, I feel utmost determined to bar the inevitable reactions of cynics, occupants of intellectual trends, urban youth – what I call as vermin – and the artisans of irrelevance: artists – scum of the world.


Admittedly, I feel sensational as I am about to frontier the fresh, contemporary revolt of the mind back on itself. Today, we are in the shoes of the heroes of surrealism who lived their lives to the extent of the marvelous shock. Their emotions speak through us. The absolute transcendence of their message has come this far to influence contemporary people. Since then surrealists have always thrived, especially, those who doesn’t recognise themselves as one, each and every one of them… Why? Because, surrealism is the only fucking means to liberate one from the restraint of a system. In the pure mathematics of logic, the language, upon which doctrines and observations of smart men is built. There is only one point at which everything loses meaning, value, assurance on the crux of the matter.


By completely rejecting what surrealism means to most, let me announce, we are neither interested in undertaking the burden of surrealism in historical context, nor keen on justifying the deeds and lives of the surrealists up until now. I am fully aware of the ramifications of my conceit.


Surrealism is alive and more relevant than ever to the primary matters of our existential agenda. We live through the tunnels of time and metamorphosis… the only thing which won’t change, as a matter of fact, is the human form and to do with it, is our psyche. Considering that a human being is the epitomy of the integration of matter and idea at once, surrealism is his conscience to locate himself in the map of the universe.


Hello Public. I am informing you that myself and the band of new surrealist, whose names are disclosed in the first edition of Minotaure are fully equipped with the balls and intelligence to set awe upon your miserable occupations which have grown tiresome in the pathetic creations that you have misplaced in this rotten culture. I myself, am about to take on the full expansion of media as Kino. Anyone who wants to contribute is welcome, anyone who knows the resonance of true emotion!


Finally, we are back again in the veins of the electric world. Minotaure will be distributed in following cities: London, Bristol, New York, San Francisco, Seattle, Marseille, Paris, Lyon, Berlin, Copenhagen, Moscow, Istanbul, Ankara, Buenos Aires, Mexico City, Montreal, Barcelona, Madrid, Tokyo, Nagasaki, Rome, Valencia, Oslo, Peking, Hong Kong, Cairo and Baghdad. Be ready and gain ambition because we are commencing.

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Those who has used language to become an elusive prism through which the reality passes, those who know that image and sound are the same, those who are poets without writing, they are the spirits in this household of surrealism. And I am the current keeper of its riches. I am 9, I seek divine love.

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To my maze,
I shall still withhold words from their meanings
for each one of these pearls are utterly blind
and infectious
like love has been to me .

now the laughing wine is overflown with the music of chains and irony maiden in a dream, but an erosion.

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[from the Kino podcast - attributed to the 7th song of the his album Map of the Universe WATCHMAN"]

"Newspaper says that we are all dying, the odds and sods were all crying, skeletons make love with their ghosts, in their eyes we are broken clocks."

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Disarm Humans.
We are in a race of centipedes
can't you recognise the grand prize beneath the stars,
they are not on this net between us.
But in between us.

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