For my Most Beloved NYU Foucauldian and Literary and Cultural Theorist of Europe and of England!, and Dr Nicholas Birns, who taught me and open eye to WRITING AND SPIRITUALITY, and the INKLINGS, and GINSBERG

My Great and Most Dear Friend of Such Endearing Care and Compassion distinguished Prof. JOHN MAYNARD for all students, and For Prof. Robert Raymo (EMERITUS), who was most Difficult to understand whether he was talking in LONDONER accent, or that of CAMBRIDGE English accent, and for my PROF. Stephen Rudy (R.I.P.) whose jovial hilarity, when taught and read PUSHKIN, and in Olde Church Slavonic, who taught me to read Gogol and Dostosevky at a most difficult, yet fun way.

Say I never wrote any of this, and not this, not that, even not this or anything, and not nothing neither.

Dae Shin wa Noh dae sun ma tae shi et no bo ku nae shan xhi krat vi sung da tta, da, psitis, et consolata noh taeh ki shin no ernye bya ju nim, de, moshe, de, rumi, de la cruz, avila, de vienna

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Pray that the sun will never rise, after sunset river of fire and water in the rose-lotus of hills of Mt. Zion, the Swiss Alps, the Danube, weep not, for your day will come. For the weather is changing and so is the mild lake in the ocean of the sun, by the land of the Missouri River, and the Hudson, the Pacific, the pond of Tiber,, over the Jordan, so here we go sing a lullaby where no rose that that does not bleed in the heart of humanity, has a many thorns, ashes, and crosses to bear, by only by penance, forgiveness o=1/2+1/1=f(X)=O, and love, in love we shall all vanish like whispers of the setting sun, where nothing is not even, not in the odds, but in waiting like white, and black dove in the moon tide, where there is no moon, nor sun, nor even nothing, not even anything, but surrender and make oblation to the Holy, Mighty Immortal One, from the time, where there was no time, when there was no space, matter no matter, no form, mind, no heart, not desolation and not even void.

To all my friends, enemies whom I must love and pray for, and teachers, and for the whole world.

Dae shi nata go yuk san ga-no shin gyo sa lang dogyo,

This go ones to you Aunty C, the photo which I cannot send, because I am waiting for medical walking cane,

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