aphorisibles from the nudist colony
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Abraxas drives to the end of his rainbow.
This is not an accomplishment It is an ontological fact.
Abraxas’ colours miasm, He projects them out onto the diaphonous film of the Waiting world, Not the other way round
The world shivers. Such labour Abraxas, such
Immodest gestures! Abraxas shrugs, stretches,
“Like any retired reprobate,” he drawls,
“I’m up for a challenge now and then.”
The Peanuts cheer, put Abraxas on their shooter list.
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Abraxas imagines the horror of a virgin birth;
Hymen erupting from within.
Abraxas flabbergasted by the awful denial of
female sexuality implied by such a myth.
Abraxas confused. What exactly constitutes a
Christian? He looks around him - Yes these
Creatures all dangle a cross around their bull
Necks but have they ever read the good news?
Thank God It’s Friday! Don’t let it out,
Don’t let it in. Abraxas sighs, burps.
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Abraxas asks: What does anti-social mean in a society predicated on greed?
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Abraxas dysfunctional?
Yes.
(If small talk is functioning.)
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What Abraxas IS is never Certain. Abraxas is always Becoming something else. A definition Is always a limit. Abraxas’ Position is primarily opposition; but This is not always the case. Abraxas is at his best when he surprizes himself!
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There is an Abraxas
Deep inside every one of us.
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