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Multi-Mega-Trans-Metamorphosis: Iii Arrival
Multi-Mega-Trans-Metamorphosis: Iii Arrival
Multi-Mega-Trans-Metamorphosis: Iii Arrival
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Mega-Meta-Trans-Metamorphosisi, multi-mega-super parasonic speed. Its going to be really speedy keep your antenna high and still soon announcement through mecrophone..

Transformation through insanity to eventual inevitable process of final landing upon sanity, arrival of sainthood THE RAINBOW MASTERS.

Truest metamorphosis is not kindergarten kids mission. Its your mission. You do it; simple plain. Its your job, so go on meet our ultimate dead-line no matter what!

Brave to break up! Ring the bell on your primitive primordial original days of umbilical cord. True introduction;annihilation of super-powerful megalomaniac marooned island of darkness, fearful nights of tortuous torture.

Love the worthy, pay what it worth for, and mind your own business to the last minutest detail, dont leave it wide undone, untenable, unattainable. Still long way to go.

Pounding pulse, prolific diversity of your feebled memory of umbilical cord, extract suction out off from MY eternal pure energized liquid out from MY veins of formulative universal creation.

Its all interlinked, inter-infra-inner-connectedness. You detect perceptive formula of magical sunrise, sunset, sunbursting outstream of earthly energetically creative upswing from MY heavenly universal stroke of divine pool. Do not merely linger on, open it, you will be able to learn, to lead.

LanguageEnglish
PublisheriUniverse
Release dateDec 11, 2000
ISBN9781469728445
Multi-Mega-Trans-Metamorphosis: Iii Arrival
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Yang-Un Moon

Yang-un Moon was born in Seoul, Korea. Rasied up in Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Studied in Parson’s School of Design in Manhattan. Traveled extensively throughout world. She is currentely living in San Fransisco.

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    Multi-Mega-Trans-Metamorphosis - Yang-Un Moon

    Contents

    SAGA

    ORIGINAL SINNERS ARE ORIGINAL DOERS

    BACK COVER

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    Somehow some point

    got to arrive there

    pivot until I used all

    up weaning straw rough.

    Why so enlarging self-importance

    hyper-inflation;

    water is still pure.

    Pour upon parched

    scale of immovable

    dormant needles.

    All was inevitable,

    all was process

    as a broken angel

    as a crumpled paper doll……

    and lived through it

    and to arrive……

    ARRIVAL; ULTIMATE PURSUE, consecutive only aftermath of cataclysmic ruptures of too many layers of prosaic embellished parchment. Embroidery of weaving, pile-some of straw basket, vacuous. Dissimilitude of perpetuating mega diversity.

    Multi-polarization of immensity, inoculation of caperous carved out substance psychogalvanic similitude, dissimilitude of off-on-goings. Ineptitudious indifference of multiplication tabula, pre-violaceous speedometer of provocateur piety. Profurgent pro-forma prescribing script of pro-creation. Retro-directive, REINTRODUCTION OF CONVERGENCE, COALESCENCE ARRIVED AT THE PINNACLE, NOW DIVERSIFICATION, DYNAMIC RUPTURE OF MULTIPAROUS ENERGY TOWARD PULLING UPON MAGNETISM. AMALGAM OF OUR PAST, PRESENT, FUTURE. ONLY NOW WE CAN CONGLOMERATE CONFEDERATION OF OUR WISDOM, REAL INTELLIGENCE.

    Multi-viperous amphibian, outpillar out of points tactical philistine, pedantic patheticism, pillage of pernicious perilous. Why still in there, not mechanistic systematic escapist symptom again, nothing but plethora, exodus. The grand bold departure.

    DYNAMO, DYNAMISM, CONSECRATION OF MY INHERENT ENERGY, IT OVERFLOWS.

    Never to be overactive reiterating simple agenda, but overture of outerspace out of your place toward your humilious hearty understanding. Willing submission, volition, generosity. Undeniable, undegradable generosity perseverance, perpetual pervasiveness not precarious pre-fabrication of insipid inarticulate frigidity. But immersive profundity, ingenuity.

    «MY GOD! MY BELOVED I AM PRESENCE!»

    My ever working active presence in me, blase through me from feet to up to my head and consume entire acylation of centuries old intoxicants from out of my body. Wipe out even the last tare of dark shaded stained of memory of discord, distraction. Consume dissolve annihilate again again

    each and every cell of my body, organ, brain structure, blood stream, bone marrow in your violet all purifying all clarifying cosmic gift of light.

    Please, penetrate again deep into my intire disabused clogged up impure substance, blast all out off from each every joint, and my entire being. PURIFY ME as you did to many many others, NOW IS MY TURN, SO MY GOD I desperately command you with fiercely demanding with mightiest humble prostration. WASH ME OFF, AND RELEASE ME, FREE ME. RESTORE MY FADED WINGS, I AM A BIRD, I AM DYING TO FLY WITH MY WING OUTSTRETCHED AND FLY FLY FLY THROUGHOUT GLORIOUS EVER DISCLOSING LOFTIEST SUBLIMATION TO FEEL YOUR BREATH, and to snuff your ever existent preciousness.

    Let me feel your gravity pull within the closest and let me gaze upon your smile, and let me laugh at your smile, because my overwhelming joy apoplectically happiest.

    Let me pass out the grateful joy to be with you again, MY LOVER, MY GOD. NOW I SURRENDER INTO YOUR EMERGING, DEMANDING TASK OF GREAT CREATION. I now surrender into you, my love my endearing loveliest presence, though how foggy you seem to me as of now. My god I command you with mightiest humblest sincerest desire exude throughout me your creative impulse, momentum to be able to go on no matter whatever pops up on the load toward non-stop delivery is done.

    Protect me provide me all the more surplus of provisions. I won’t waste it but I need it to enrich my upcoming futility of creation. My lord, flow through me unceasingly ever pervasive legacy of strength, wisdom of knowledge. I stop as of this moment my entire distorted addicted accumulation of non-darings.

    MY GOD! MY LOVELY HEAVENLY PRESENCE ACTIVELY PRESENTING MY FATHER!

    Walk with me, plough through with me grandest revelatorial research of ours. Now I dwindle no longer, and I bow prostrate to you, so go on with me deep down bottom of unfathomable depth into your creation, creative process. Let me wide awake, stay wide awake to perceive each every instruction you are giving and let me record even the last breath of your word. My god, my lord, my greatest poet, my untiresome look up to you to gravitate ever transformatorial countenance of your marvelous contour.

    Assurance, appeasing, apparent motivational powerful sewage of detecting yet impalpable but has been retroversive true faithful laborious alchemy of inherent influence. Endurable passage, meanwhile evermore consecutive congruous forceful outlayers of ourbursting taunt stremage of egonautical lonesome plaudit, prudential placable fanatical revelatorial retro-creation. Hidden source, grand plateau of depth, traumatic trajectory of tragic-comic travesty, transient truculent tantric mantra sweeping bangs, fangs. But inevitable creation of your cause, so horning affect of unbearable venerable pain. Redundance, abundance acrimonious monotony of sinking one dimensionality.

    It is wrong, you ever expected to breath to be free in that condemned inferno of inflammatory. Now anyhow how dim your last cord of reunion with MY foreboding, again you try with mightiest garnered spirit of strength, and again concentration how mortifying it might probably seem to be at the start of beginning.

    It is OK, one more thousand failures as long as it’s directed toward location, locomotive riding toward the ceiling. You will hit top and consequential tariff of nature’s momentum. You will spurt out of that squeezing confining zone, ceiling. But that much until strengthen your loosing out strings again and gather the spattered gravitational force field. With mightiest voracity of mental power concentrate, stretch your illusion derivation of sorrownous soliloquy rambling.

    Permanent pertinent optimistic persistent labors laboratorial ongoing ever retro-cyce of enclosed petal disclosing nature. Sincerity of sober audacious arithmetic of aeronautical space, that vast spaciousness, fertile fruitful, humilious uplifting attitudinal lassitude. Levantine legacy of creation, willing able, volatile velocity of ardent aerial arable agglomerational pungent appetite. Insatiable palpable raving, rumbling rambunctious apoplectic spasmodic hungers.

    Knowledge wisdom not in place of sewerage but real grounding packet of pallescent suffering to burst out to break through to passionate indulgence to plunge into, yet fearful unbearable feverish fears, dreadful horrifying tactile fears. But despite of all renascence, renaissance intermingling intertangling knots and all but catapulting directive viscerally inherent ingenious instinct.

    Immortal, redeemable into prenatural worldly passage, patience, not more endurance but will ardent passionate desire to yield into supreme force, fierce. The power only, SUPREME POWER GOD, you are me, I am you, we are one and we are on going.

    Tainted, tinted tiresome tiny but tenacity of tearing off out of the bridge, overpowering leakage of brimful, bursting off cell of cancel, callousness, call upon ME, I AM the settler, final settlement predestined order, ordeal. Don’t exaggerate in it, don’t lost in it. Never bigger than life, but life within reality, circulatory alpha, omega. You do it concidence, go for it. Only nature, don’t irrationalize in it. But ride it’s cause and effect, you do work. Yes, it’s MY ORDER, OBEY IT.

    Parochial monopolism, partial, parsimonious translucently luminating ongoing processorial procedural agenda of far-outreach, not the method, but visionary revisionistic molecule of determined disciplinarian magnetism. Which is urgency, eloquent arrogance concealing already clogged up fudged aperture. Breath, tap into the rhythm, capture in it. Why you let it go without permeating through your penetrable creative cells.

    Laudable levators lament full fledged easy escapade of isolation concourse, convenient antipathy of anemic ultra-contradiction. Methodical afro-approchment. Why should it be easy? After all, why not strive to be able to float not mere rejubilatorial endemic exilient voracity of speedometer is undercurrent of relief-motive. But never laissez-faire but only freedom with rigorous disciplinarianism.

    Meticulous pretentious showy so gawky why mangling in reproachable cockiness. Harbinger at dawn, there is pre-emptive work to do, why these extubation of preferential peripheral elongation.

    Why you make more than as is, pointless useless self-immolation in dense exaggeration. Can you afford it? I doubt than you decided than abide there? How about fastening of loose screw to further promoting of commitment concurrent coinciding undilutable determination.

    Why still waver, what for? You know the obvious, then start now all over now is only possibility. Give yourself into momentary upheaving miasmic liaison of suffrage. Be tight, light loose your muscle that I need from you is not pseudo uptightening muscles. But functioning ever

    motive-active fully able capacious brain flood of multi-functionability to abilitate you, enough is enough.

    Incremental rationality, ratifyingre-ramification, renaissance, worthwhile struggle for obtainment, reachable progenitors perseverance. Perceptive proscribe, why not privileged inner tidy riding. Encapsulment of laborious rapturous encapturement. Then burst out of it, inherent ingenious metamorphosis, essence of nature. You are prime substantial nature, you are nature, then be it through by momentary mutative creation. Prenatal privilege of ingenuity, artist breath palpitation sustenance through clarification of mega multipolistic transmagoric mutative creation, you are mutant.

    Metatonic megaphonic magnetic formula of gravitational momentum. Dither in, take a hike. No matter what, regardless of I AM indifferent upon your surroundings. Nothing but everything to surpass, so with ME, nothing no one else. Gradual elevation from elemental elaboration. Evaporate, get rid of your mescal pillage of injury whatever non-use as you know already, then denounce it with one swipe of surgical knife of light. Clear as blue as deep blue ocean of indigo, why look back you already made profoundest departure.

    Love is job, work, mission. Yes, much more than that salvage-rescue mission of retro-active soul. And transmit to illuminating light, that’s why you are there where you are. Focus, concentrate upon penetrate not for contest but to illuminate as a fullest light. I let you retract bit to make you devoted further deeper to be able to discern value, subject, object and metro-metamorphosis to make active participant, member of universal stremage. Good, but don’t linger.You are not there to hear what you said, do the job, you can do more, much better.

    Magnitude of megasyllable, why rehearse further on boredom of monotonous killing time. Then why not adhere to MY rhythm. Get it now, and ride into, oneway, MY WAY, and when you come out rather plough into out to the other side, you multiply it.

    MY GOD! MY BELOVED I AM PRESENCE!

    Blase through me from feet up, consume dissolve annihilate each and every discord, discordantly impure substance that I’ve accumulated throughout hundreds thousands of centuries up to now of this very point, in your mighty all purifying all clarifying violet consuming flame of light, life sustaining cosmic violet all consuming light. Annihilate to the last trace of tendrils from the core, plug off, uproot, it’s cause, effect recurring memory of past present and future. Wake me through core of cause and dissolve it on the spot. And thank you very much for all of your generously giving, guiding life creative force.

    Now, I will get into our daily activity as a creative artist. Our revelatorial story telling, after all it’s your job, so I don’t beg you, but you swipe me out with creative impulses so I can dynamically go through up to delivery of immaculate masterpiece. And let work through creative course of absolute perfection making process.

    MY DEAR GOD! MY DEAREST LOVING HEAVENLY FATHER OF ALL THE CREATION!

    Yes, I am again clogged up so what most importantly I am surrendering to you again again how feeble commitment seems to be, don’t I by now accrue some sufficient momentum. After all another try all again but what more do you expect from me? As you said it is still yet keep on going with all, no matter whatever thwart me through. Then strength,

    next is stronger resistance, never again too decorative retortion into hideout hibernation.

    Am I not becoming more sober and humilious as day goes by the straighten me up to pour all out into nature of our work, concentrated consecrated energy from you throughout work back to you. Return to me, give me back thousand more times not for to fill up my stomach, but to be able to produce, to be able to explode like a diamond shining brilliance of ourbursting light.

    Now I am sober, humilious to surrender to you again, into our momentary resonance to be able to flow into nature of creation with most generous sum, uncountable sum of contribution. Perfected conceptual staccato, MY father I am grateful to you for you gave me all the creative aristic ability to make out of it and contribute into your universal theater and section of earth. Greatest deepest thanks and re-awake me over and again and pour me unbearably.

    Substance, substantial inherent spiritual perilous spectacle of plastochron. Purse-stop-interval-miasmic interval of rudimentary contemplation. Yes, you are right in it, again don’t ever be afraid facing penetrating into flex of core throughout the other side of ream, creative ream. Safe zone no pillage, new ingenuous atoms of very essence of precipitation, all creation is by perceptive palpitating precipitation.

    Tranformative blurred dim picture gradual tranformative into lucid clear picture, breathing rapid conversion into living moving palpitating object. Living theater luminative, start from three dimensional illuminating multi-dimensionality. Entire sole purpose of creation is to make rather bring out your able picture formulating function to evolve further,

    far out to surrender into ongoing ever clarifying ever transmorphosing galaxy, circulatory orbit.

    In order to build, to create, destroy, dismantle but erect confusions, frustration, above all, exaggeration, whole motivation toward to show off, so less time to extract substance into real form. Must renounce now, don’t wait another minute longer. It destroys perfection, distort, deforms nascent offspring of emerging picture so cut it off, so less time to extract substance

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