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POETRY

My God

Nah Nah Nah

Themes of the Unknown

The Abstract & the Ambiguous

Drunken

THEORY

Dada Manifesto

Hugo Ball, 1916

Tristan Tzara, 1918

Surrealist Manifesto

Andre Breton, 1924

Andre Breton, 1925

Andre Breton, 1934

RELIGION

Profits of Religion

Upton Sinclair

Young Goodman Brown

Nathaniel Hawthorne

The Blithedale Romance

Nathaniel Hawthorne

DOPPLEGANGER

William Wilson

Edgar Allan Poe

The Double

Foydor Dostoevsky

Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde

Robert Louis Stephenson

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NAH, NAH, NAH

 echoes of beauty thunder from my past
I don’t seek shelter from their sound
So there, nah, nah, nah, everyone told me so
You prophetic bastards!  Hee, hee.

like the silver surfer, I sought my destiny
I rode the big one down Hollywood blvd
And made it as far as Las Palmas
Before the board gave out
Splintered and cracked like me
Battered, but much improved today

Like a romantic worthy of Richmond
I’ve read poems to all types of women
My youth’s mistakes were not repeated
My foundations of experience grew tall
Victory presented me with a bride, a wife
My pal, my Jewish saint

Like a man who claims to be honest
I’ve explored the regions of fantasy
I’ve calculated the options of paradise
I’ve come to terms with hell
No longer do I believe in fairy tales
And the unknown holds no fear for me
Embrace it.  The darkness won’t bite.  Death is not dishonor.

echoes of beauty thunder from my past
I wouldn’t have missed this life for the alternative
So there, nah, nah, nah, everyone told me so
You’re GOOFY.  I’m GOOFY too.

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