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The eschatalogical musical/ obscure poetic series "Death Preparations" of writer/poet/musician Jasp Galanier
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Coming out of caos, of my entire carnation...like one emotional vampire with cold blue hands, just in time for funeral arrangements and death preparations.
Time to steal time out of time, as the animates circle in rituals...shy deers still await in the forest of stillness. It is they, the wilderness who know best of the narratives, the yowls of dead souls. To this day...the whales are still singing, chanting waves, lullabying the seas, caressing the shores with notes of freedom.
All of the sudden.... a pair of wide sparkling eyes shine like diamonds , glazing over the citrus horizon...there is friends in high places, watching over us, keeping an eye on humanity. We are the first ones to respond, and the last ones to leave. Like coming out of caos...like...escaping from our caves, like living in agony, preparing the voyage into the underworlds, defeated by death.
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