word world whirled her islanded self opened to other than herself which became less clearly distinguished from herself herself being text as well as flesh there were/are words that bubble up both audible and silent visible and invisible like emotions and thoughts most of which don't pass the conventional test of logic rationality or coherence but we couldn't get along without all this uprising of words words words words let them spill out into rivers of one another flowing into oceans of each other write here in this tribe of tribes
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