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|| -------- -- ----- A E R I E O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- OSOAWEEK--ISSUE 124--12/7/96 <------- || OsoaWeek || Issues || Book 10 || -------> (Cup OWis124, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = [[BEGIN124OW]] [[01124CV]] * * * O S O A W E E K 1 2 4 * * * December 7, 1996 "The weekly ezine of Obliviana Super Occult Amusement!" by Frank Edward Nora CONTENTS 01 124 CV--Cover 02 124 SU--Superior OsoaWeek124, December 7, 1996 Seventh issue of OsoaWeek Book Ten Written by Frank Edward Nora Published weekly by Obliviana Super Occult Amusement obliviana@aol.com http://www.obliviana.com/~osoa 1-800-OBLIVIANA All contents copyright 1996 Frank Edward Nora Regarding this file, you are free to make digital copies, so long as they're not altered or sold. All other forms of reproduction require permission from Frank Edward Nora. *OW* [[02124SU]] Superior SUPERIOR 649 * 2/4/97 Yeah that dimension. Plus. Talk about classic PONKE and the gun and the elevators at the Contemporary Resort. How to conceive of hay, fake persons, the thrill of the feeling of coolness in the early eighties. Like in movies. Again, talk about my acne. I had bad acne but I grew up to be cool, so it all makes some kind of sense. But to have bad acne and then grow up to be a big nothing, that would really suck, and someone like that who believed in god would really have to wonder how god could do that to him. SUPERIOR 650 * 2/4/97 Okay, I have written 650 Superiors. I do fear the upcoming Superior 666. Guess I'll just have to talk about 666 then. Anyway, regarding Superiors in general, I might write stuff like, "Far the wund cretend verry and am koole", and what does that mean? On one level it is lyrical, the way it SOUNDS, spoken or in the mind. But at another level, quite interesting, are the connotations, the meaning you get when you try to interpret such seeming nonsense as real language. It's a wild thing. It's hard to analyze, but I know I like it. I wonder how poetry scholars and journals would respond to Superior? Grew, the clever copper foil that is fish and treeleaf, was hunder and I was possible. Could it be? Am I parodying myself? Fuck, who cares. SUPERIOR 651 * 2/5/97 (written before) It is something, pure childhood, we feel the loss, saluting to the shit faith of science. Fuck science, Santa Claus is real. Confuse the kids, cut loose to sate themselves, as far as they can take it, hedonism is cool and feels good and I am better than them. Euthanasia and abortion are crimes which inevitably lead to race-based genocide. Killing for quality of life. Quality is totally subjective. SUPERIOR 652 * 2/5/97 Caught a phantom, almost the scent of beer, and it brought me an excitement, and I realized it was from the promise, the horizons, the hope that college and its smells of stale beer held. I could use that sense of freedom now, and I will. *OW* [[END124OW]] -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- ----- |