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By Jack Joseph Smith

"Maybe I was just a high strung greedy rat in search for survival" (but then his mind would consider no contemporary hell in Hawaii; erection lights dedicated to the smile of the missionary) "I wanted to be an animal kingdom" Does madness come in sign and slogan? or is it true; madness is never obvious! He would like to the beak of his mouth his toung through tightness of lips in signal of his minds pursuit to explos- ion but then to creep when it is necessary, this most important understanding of freedom he had too. There was the reward of kinship as his sight's soul came down into the soft soil; and unlike the veil apart, yet draped to memory of his mother's covered eyes the whole feeling of touch walking came up unto to him. Believing in the stories of blue lakes; while the mountains are faced with red; and only in going down is there a lush lightness. Desention being the key to this storm; he begins to believe in letting his mind blow down to Lilly. There then the yellowness of a heart mind sub- stance bursting past color into a cream white of abstract brightness rose from the pressure of a tight temple pulling thoughts together in order to go beyond the physical limitations and run head body long among valleys ranged below a hazed dis- tance. He went into those rolled hills and rejoiced to the ritual of aloned death at the hands of nature's psychic fingers. The drug of humanities ordination flung him outward to the fears of the Einsteins. He then drew backward and looked like a stone master- piece of wisdom at what he had said to belief about his belief? and vanished to the clear light witnessed while will was entering its first dismissal. Into a medow he comes and stands. He watches the sun until he realizes that he must pull his eyes away. He follows the clouds with mind making shapes (Topanga Canyon Mts + Exclude Hawaii) In Los Angeles Missionarys HAD PASSED by, or STAYED South -AS WELL? (Soul of WEEDS)

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AI Interpretation

GPT

This page frames freedom as a dangerous awakening, where madness, kinship, missionary history, and bright revelation all press on the self at once.

The page links survival hunger with Hawaii, Los Angeles, missionary passage, and a mind trying to move beyond physical limits. Madness is treated less as simple collapse than as a pressure point where identity, memory of the mother, social structure, and luminous perception all strain against each other.

Claude

Opening on self-suspicion - 'Maybe I was just a high strung greedy rat in search for survival,' set against 'erection lights dedicated to the smile of the missionary' - the page asks 'Does madness come in sign and slogan? or is it true; madness is never obvious!' It moves through 'the reward of kinship,' 'memory of his mother's covered eyes,' and a luminous overload ('cream white of abstract brightness') toward 'the ritual of aloned death at the hands of nature's psychic fingers' and 'the drug of humanities ordination' that 'flung him outward to the fears of the Einsteins,' ending in a meadow watching the sun. The hand margins relocate the scene - '(Topanga Canyon Mts + Exclude Hawaii)' and 'In Los Angeles / Missionarys HAD PASSED by' - down to '(Soul of WEEDS),' recording a live decision to move the setting from Hawaii to L.A.