“Have Made Earth as the Mirror of Heaven”

my name is Alice Elizabeth, so am I Allie Sheedy of the movie Short Circuits thus angry or Elizabeth McGovern self-controlled? This question is posited on a television screen where I can't quite identify the actress shown—which is she? I am Allie and I will continue to rant. ____________________ My voice rises in real life often— because I am 'passionate' ... that's a convenient word. ____________________ I'm still in the forest, darkening wishing I were 'nicer.' Hardwood says, You should stand up soon I'll help you I say, I have cramps I say, I'm using my period, to get pissed off and to Know. ____________________ I dreamed, last night, about an immense Dead Seal below the surface of the water in a harbor pull the curtain down. For months you would not break the spell for eternities you have not done so, citing economic exigencies; the whole thing is a mess. I might rather be dead than doing what it takes to keep the seal under water whale-sized E is for seal. For spell. For suppression. ____________________ To take part in you is to die is why one dies Have I said this before? ____________________ I am Alp the Dizzy. ____________________ The dead seal isn't a person, it's poetry the seal the hallmark of selfhood, dead grotesquely large and richly hardening. "Hardwood it was someone like you you drowned the seal" "No I'm making both you and it 'hard.' " ____________________ And I'm still in the forest. ____________________ And I'm still in the forest Money's more the real live poetry abstract symbolic imaginary trade your life for it and trade it for your life so you'll have something 'to do' Sink the whale and sleep all day in the real world, up and functioning more fully imagined and dreamed, in society's than in your own, imagination? I'm standing I'm standing up Hard I keep being Hardwood myself, dark and hard. ____________________ Initiating a new 'broken symmetry' (spinning to the Left, like a newborn neutrino) so that we can have a new consciousness ... am I doing that? Yes I think so. ____________________ The forest contains a French restaurant every meter or so ... difficult to fast in this dream vision. We're a very unpopular group today We've shot off another great bomb and we've shot down a terrorist, an Arab, young, before we even found out what he "knew." ____________________ Tell me something beautiful, bitter because we are somehow bitter, forever, a taste included in origin, in love, in you. So I don't have to be cloyed. ... soul's waters are reticent sly swamps. It had nothing in it, that swamp; because I didn't know how to look for the parts of its obvious whole—death is minute, flavorful parts—which are said to spin as I'm said to walk, moving while else mostly unconscious of that. ____________________ In the new consciousness