Dead Sea "The true poem should be invisible," Dan "Lorca-
I still can not read the logical and philosophical Treaty, the whole bombastic title (and was always the philosophy: bombastic, pompous, the whole construct that surrounds the free thinking someone-is, as scientific or less than any other free-thinking in any Latin word made under dark and rodent librarians work) I have not read it to see if that, book which he was not a romantic-sexual affair between two classmates Thursday, July 30, 2009
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Ludwig Wittgenstein & Adolf Hitler: The impossible love that brought Europe and the world the World War 2 was worth it. What would give us the response and voiceless victims of this war? To contrast with that gives us the intelligentsia as Wittgenstein, or as pebbles and so Wittgenstein! , intellectuality as Adolf Hitler, or so the roads that lead to more overall success Adolf Hitler at all. He went to the world we had two contrasting views as victims - executioners on him and that it happens or fails to happen because the roads, many intellectuals, not all that stoned (or are bed of roses without thorns on a bed of roses without thorns all miserable, I would rather) the success Adolf Hitler all the political economy of power in short, money, weapons.
I would know the answer: No book, no worth, no less sacrifice and innocence. How much better would the dead tell of his loud voice and not canned in any fucking word (WORDS ALL OF THEM PUTOS, PUTOS IF THE WORLD WAS IN YOUR HANDS, AND IS!, UNTIL NOW, THE WORLD AND his suicide LANGUAGE IN HAND LESS THAN HALF OF G º HUMAN G º MALE THEREOF)
Let's keep what we have to say I still do not read the treatise of yore (rather autobiography as are all the books of the writers) and I Lorca latter stumble or unprintable Lorca, whom I made these notes, will surely make a whopping more than a decade:
"Ni bubble, or lead shot. The true poem should be invisible"
Here sensing Lorca, Lorca as Leo Felipe
act of "our" " voice in the wilderness, proclaiming our arrival
:
THE ADVENT THE INVISIBLE POEM, POET AS
.
in darkness
Carmen Carmen in the tremors of the flesh of the dead.
They are remembered in my voice ...
and just get invisible darkness.
His flesh, your stuff then, as now
: invisible darkness. Invisible
. Darkness.
The true poem is not to be,
IS IT SO.
I try in the language of my dead
invisibility Darkness And sing me a song of tenderness unprecedented 
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