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OH CHILD.

May the Hawk of Mu and of MÉ enlighten your workings, amongst the rottened decay of the primeval man stenching around the pure nostrils of the Occult memory of the time when the roasted sheeps abandoned our sacred dishes, flying away to the horizon and to ancient dreams of forgotten knowledge. Let us cry together licking the drippy fat in our lips.

Let us pray.

OH CHILD OF THE CHICKEN SHEEP

you see only what you are capable of seeing and, especially, capable of interpreting accordingly to your background and effort and talent. One of the frustrations of individuals,

OH CHILD,

is that they do not see what they want and so begin to delude into irrationality, which they confuse as being gloriously metaphysical and occult, creating oppositions between thinking, arid, takes time, and feeling, easily available to every mammal. Then,

OH CHILD,

in terms of mammal behaviour, they repeat without examining what they heard from the enbottled milk distributors ( Mammals Limited We Are Special, a company listed in the Stock Market MÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉ )to justify with emotion that sheeps are not covered with wool but with Flocks of Clouds from Heaven

OH CHILD,

that is perfectly clear as God the Father is always depicted with a Flocky Beard of heavenly flocks, meaning obviously that the Sheeps descend from the emanations of those Flocks everytime God the Father goes to shave his pillosities. Now

OH CHILD ,

as God the Father is an ortodhox, for him to cut his Beard is an act of Luciferian Rebellion, as it is not allowed and goes againt the patriarchal prejudices of His pears ( not manly, means that God the Father is approaching the Divine Feminine aaaaaahhhhhhh) obviously meaning that the sheeps, oh glorious destiny oh wonder of wonders, are not only covered with Flocks of Clouds from Heaven,

OH CHILD

but also that those heavenly pearls, yeah those heavenly pearls, are the Symbol of God´s Rebellion, the Satanic Lineage of the Watchers from which our sweaters are made, and, ah the mystical rapture, ah the gregarian Grigori ah, they were placed upon the sheeps body by Ovnis, yeah, floating down in in a flic flac of paradoxical ET

OH CHILD ,

Thy Fill shall that be the Whole of the Vow MÉ, in the time when Sheeps...ah....ah....ah....mÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉMÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉ! We will Climb MÉÉÉ again in the MÉÉÉÉ of our FATHERS here present in this

SWEATER MUM THE GODESS GAVE ME LAST CHRISTMAS,

amÉÉÉÉÉ! AmÉÉÉÉ !AmÉÉÉÉ! YEAH! YEAH!

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At last the secret Order The Purple Hippo is being revealed here ! I received this message yesterday from our MasterJohn the Punk and our Mistress Pump the Panther, in a dream:

"The Pink Elephants are Loosing the Battle ! The Pink Elephants are almost gone ! There is a new breed of Hippos coming on after last night´s chanelling of Ed Peep Hole: The Rainbow Purple Hippo, an emanation of the Prismatic Purple Hippy. When the Prismatic Purple Hippy is manifested in flesh we will be witnessing the coming of the Last Purple Hippo and of his prophet the First Purple Puppy. We, the Hipopuppies of the OTPH, are all extremely Happy and Merry so, "the manifestation is at an end", and as such we shout Hippy Yay Yey Hippy Yay Yo Hips Hips Slips: the Dancing Purple Hippos will flood the earth shaking that ass, shaking that ass Helas. The obtuse conspiracy of the Pinkies will be devastated in Rosy Cries. Again the Purple Tunic will rule and no one will force us to wear Rosy again. My brother Andreae will resign forcefully. He had it coming. He had it coming. I knew it. I told him that Pink was demodé. Faithful initiates, you are to assume the form of the Purple Hippo, leave your homes and in the streets dance until exhaustion shaking ass and laughing out loud, people will approach you in wonder and questioning and you will preach to them Hippy Yay Yey Hippy Yay Yo Hips Hips Slips. The age of the Purple Hippo inaugurates the Non Zodiacal Aeons for all of us! We are breaking out of the Round Dance! We also sell T-shirts and Lighters! We are the Best and we Rock!

Master OHOY John the Punk- Hipopuppy - Order of the Purple Hippo- OTPH

Mistress Pump the Panther - Hipopuppy -Order of the Purple Scarlet- OOPS "

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Oh Oh Oh Ah Ah Ah Ih Ih Ih

All my doctors have resigned and gladly became fools, or not.

Appart from those who still miss healing I leave them be.

Those who do I visit occasionally, and speak of Madness with.

Out of Crippling them to remain Sane Out of Madness needing.

Out of Madness speaking It helps them to remain Sane.

Out of Madness acting some out of Madness diverge.

Out of Madness desiring some out of Sanity belong.

Out of Madness described some out of Sanity fled.

Out of Madness engraving they know where to forget me.

Out of Madness silencing they know where to find me.

Out of pure Glee a Doctor Out for those who See.

Oh Oh Oh Ah Ah Ah Ih Ih Ih

Iaoh Iaoh Iaoh

Hugo Calhim Cristóvão