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narration

we use narration we produce narration
we are narration yet we do not think of
ourselves as ongoing

we whirl ourselves into the phantasmata of being,
kata aoristin phantasma (plotinus) the aporetic past
but we are in fact(s) only the names we utter

we type to wipe the dust from out of our mouths
we write only what will be found after our death
we narrate until we live what will be found after our death
we speak of the dead in front of the masks
covering the aoristic origins of new speech

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narrated hand looking at narrated face

hey there's a face what code is it