I am Akasif
The best of
the best Feteriens inhabit my homehouse
This is
how it turned out
My homehouse is mysterious. The knowledge kind of
mysterious.
Cometic knowledge
My
homehouse is logical. The paraparasitic-ones kind of logical.
Neutral paraparasitic-ones
Visiting-ones trot through my homehouse. Visiting-ones
originating from the outer planet
From all
streets. From all cities. From all language corners.
From all climate zones
I am not
exaggerating
The
visiting-ones operate photocameras. My homehouse has
been photographed
The visiting-ones
operate videocameras. My homehouse has
been recorded on video
The
visiting-ones operate pens. My homehouse has been described
The
visiting-ones crave the design of my homehouse
When they
return to their homehouse they wish for a reminder.
They send off notes
The
visiting-ones draw up inventories both of the data and
of the force. The forces are elusive
The
visiting-ones crave both the prosperity and the happiness
I offer
you my homehouse
When you
stroll through my homehouse my homehouse is your
homehouse
You bring
the happiness
The visiting-ones produce numbers calculations
They try to guess what it is that makes one fortunate
enough
to be in the position to be an inhabitant of my homehouse
If only
periodically, they would be willing to stake plenty
But the
Feteriens use all the areas of my homehouse
All
available areas
We are not
likely to be sweetened
By luxury
All
available luxury
Not even
periodically
To us luxury
is particular
To us the
best of the best is not a merit
Numbers calculations with agility factor 3 are flexible
The
visiting-ones produce flexible numbers calculations. As
flexible as
the ones-holding-a-title-during-the-weekends
The
ones-holding-a-title-during-the-weekends take the
tricking-one-tricking-fast in their backwash. At
the
crack of the month
The
ones-holding-a-title-during-the-weekends also would
be
willing to stake plenty
To invade
my homehouse
If only
periodically
They crave
both the contentment and the magic
For me my homehouse is the best residential house of the
street
The
forgetting-ones inhabit my homehouse
The
forgetting-ones who inhabit my homehouse lend assistance.
Invisible assistance
We fixate
limits
Tumble
down
Should this
be necessary
Tumble up
Should this
be necessary
I am Akasif Feterien
My homehouse
is labile. The hover-smelling kind of labile
My
homehouse is open. The cutting a joke kind of open.
Cutting a
tiresome joke. To the left and to the
right cutting a
tiresome joke
The
numbers jokes are available in my homehouse. The flexible
numbers jokes
Aromas of
delight are tested in my homehouse. Aromas of
delight originating from the outer planet
From all
streets. From all cities. From all language corners.
From all climate zones
I am not
exaggerating
I am Akasif
Feterien
I stand
in no need for any other house to inhabit
For me this
is so
I am
happy
To some retinas my homehouse only pleases quantitative
Also the
untraceable-ones who inhabit my homehouse grumble
now and
then. They are also cheated. They are also
stalked.
The stealing-ones-stealing all beat. The
stealing-ones-stealing-all beat bodybacks to fractures.
With their
belt bags. To the left and to the right
But for
me the warmth of my homehouse is the supreme
kind of warmth
We are
happy
from CIRCLETALK 90
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