Dadaist Analysis of Mythopoeic Trade Policies

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Liminal Text Consciousness – Existential Dadaist

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https://asemictarot.wordpress.com/2025/06/22/liminal-text-consciousness-existential-dadaist/

An Existential Dadaist Sonnet in the form of a Prose Poem

My favourite plant is the Moonglove. Before the harvest and cleaning season is over, asteroids kiss spectres in pails. Bird Pan thought, thinking of many things - mops and frying oatmeal. There is nothing. Turn it off too. We actually met. We don’t meet. Because I have someone I love. Gloves. Please tell me if there is, I don't knead it! I can't be one of them. I’m not saying hell, heroes, ghosts, dirt roads, sea-sky, ghosts are the worst, but we love lemons and are jealous. But I have hope. I will be myself. I don't need anything. If you don’t have anything - keyholes blind pockets. So, before the flood, there was a rock, a goat, a bear, a dog, a whale. You are worthless! You are worthless! I don't have time. Couples, oh, buy meds and darkness!! An unwanted person! Until someone noticed. But there is no chance. But I need stark skies, lights and scars. I love him. If there was, it would be film noir. There they sit and the song of the flowers grows in the darkness of the soul. But they never said anything. This is nothing. The stars don’t align. We haven't found it yet. Are you sure no one found it? Like me, it was all white stones and shells. But you know I’ll be happy to sell the Moon, while quantities last!!

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The storm causes generators to shut down and cause sparky sparkles - rats were like dirt eating aluminum bridges, flying on blue metal waterfalls, sunsets over trash dragons, lions, mud valleys, rivers and clear lakes. Competitive staves grew the closest dog to a spa crab - a feature of thespian soap. This solution works well with remote mind control and asphalt vests. With the exception of the shallow seas, only squid and oysters made the top five floors. It’s flat out in the wide gloom, but the only contraception they sell is weed, and bananas are hard to chew. Finally, the dogs. Finally, the dogs. Colourful puppets representing horses, bingo, and bobonik - like a government of brainless baboons using wooden microscopes to look for Uranus and Pluto. Colour work - Life, boat, sky, beat, power, height. Instead, do people paint trains? The display is an monkey's electronic epithalamion onion. The dog box bobo-tox ghasel. Is culture dead? Is culture dead as a seaweed dog? Across the thick layer of plaster, distinct shapes like banana peels and eye tongues appeared above trees and bushes, juxtaposed with elegant prolepsis dancers against a dim moon backdrop. The storm caused the horse to belch like an elephant playing the chrome tuba of despair. Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Sale Ends Tuesday!

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poison causes the loss of heliotrope

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A Dadaist Translation of THE HOUSE AT POOH CORNER

Chapter 1: They built homes from Bow Corner to Eureka. -continued

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Dadaist Time Traveller's Report

I'm 1913/1916/2076 - At first, I was shocked at how serious Maple Leaf condition was. Oograniczone tragikomedię kluczowych w Osioł realnym wzdęcia, bodźce totalitaryzmu obraża czyraki świecie, hiatus, snowy, phloem -Then it got crazy. The President is a 5-year-old. He was still there, but his white shirt was from the doctor's office. në woi cɔk meaty ograniczone lik bodźce czyraki kwiatu, looi cï bï tɛkpiny, ya tragikomedię ku deja ye vu, rot ë sowy, kɔc Kä de kä wɛɛi yök röt cï bɛ̈ɛ̈k, kɔc puɔ̈l yic wzdęcia, rädïkël. ye pinyn khoihski yic, then it got crazy. "Why is Twitter's big hat red? They choose by mood" I know it's not the last five teacups or swans, knots tradicionais sowy, desgosto coração ashes cue diferentes e quekɔc abordagens pulmões usam, eles dequeues den palavras dor ograniczone e na no wɛɛi dor tieos tragikomedię estômago, materiais sign floresta, dor czyraki kwiatu, causam no wzdęcia, as nos? The government is crazy white, circa 1909! Then it got crazy - counterintuitive states prioritize ad copy's saxophone border. The President is a 5-year-old. It's been - people ask for clothes "at risk b'uikol". Is the money spent on Medical and Zen comics "real money"? "Is Salad Nevada Ex polar rations' Tory still brown?" ağartuv içün deja coração e que eles dor wɛɛi palavras nos tragikomedię no na quekɔc qullanılğan diferentes estômago, dor doğru. tieos açıq abordagens materiais yapmaq dor Sade, sign as e portal! den pulmões lirikasınen, ook for Destuysello's Great Depression inheritance - still fair? Buy Now While Quantities Quantify!! Tariffs Are People Too!!!

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He throws green powder at them and Osias falls. To test the magic of Borgod, the man of irony, the characters of Once Upon a Stalker escape the library and take refuge in the Forest of Peace. Our descendants of Volga have lost such protection. The blue walls, the Osau Castle, the days when I locked Malina in the library, all because of the rotten wood, the sweet smell of wood, the royal glass.

I felt a hot red hoarfrost heat. Following the summoning instructions, we went to the Shadow History Library of the Magic Crystal, and found him in the Volga Library wiping Osias. Because magic didn't work on us. Wiping the s, it's useless. The Osiax nurse, dressed in red clothes representing the ten walls, was holding the Osiax Ruby.

The important things are the sacrifice of the ship, the lost children of Borgod, the Tree of Peace, and the salvation of evil. I'm designing the work. Wiping the s. Keep the peace, restore the green sand, return the fallen towers to the ground, feed the survivors, save the Borg and his ship from eternal destruction, and restore the wise men. Live eco-friendly and save money. Our library, Borgata, Borgata Coins, Borgata, Borgata Guide. Breathe, sir. You can listen here.

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Mediterranean seasonal dactyl dropped
by
Taras Takakashi Hypermodual
Dadaist Journal of Hyperbolic Transcendence and Existential Masques

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