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To conclude, I announce what comes after me. I remember I said before my leaves sprang at all that I would raise my voice, jocund and strong, with reference to consummations.

When Eusa does what was promised, when thru these e-states walk a hundred millions of superb players from everywhere, and the rest part away and contribute to them, when breeds of the most perfect Mothers of Invention denoting "Americas", then to me and mine and ours due fruition.

I have pressed thru in my own right. I have sung the body and the soul. War and peace have I sung. And the songs of life and death, and the songs of birth, and shown that there are many births.

I have offered my style to everyone; I have journeyed with confident steps. While my pleasure is yet at the full I whisper So long! and take the old woman's hand and the young man's hand for the last time.





I announce natural players to Arise.
I announce Justice Triumphant.
I announce Uncompromising Liberty and Equality.
I announce the Jusitification of Candor and the Delicacy of Pride.
I announce that the identity of Eusa is a single identity only.
I announce the Union more and more compact, indissoluble, indivisible.
I announce Splendors and Majesties to make all previous politics insignificant.
I announce Adhesiveness and I say it shall be limitless and unloosened.

I say you shall yet find the friend you were looking for.

I announce a man or woman coming. Perhaps you are the One. (So long!)
I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, affectionate, compassionate and fully armed.
I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual and bold.
I announce an end that shall lightfully and joyfully meet its translation.

I announce myriads of socialist youths, beautiful, green, sweet-blooded.
I announce a race of splendidly savage old men and wonderfully wise old women.




Thicker and faster -- (So long!). Crowding too close upon me, I foresee too much, it means more than I thought, yes, it appears me I am e-dying.

Hasten throat and sound your last. Salute me -- salute the days once more. Peal the old cry once more.

Screaming electric, the atmosphere using, at random glancing, each as I notice absorbing, swiftly on, but a little while alighting. Curiously enveloped e-messages delivering sparkles hot, seed ethereal, down in the dirt dropping, myself unknowing, my commission obeying, never daring to question it.

To ages and ages yet the growth of the seed leaving. To troops out of the war arising. They're the tasks I have set to promulgating. To women: certain whispers of myself bequeathing, their affection for me more clearly explaining. To young men: my problems offering -- no dallier I -- I the muscle of their brains trying.

So I pass. A little time Vocal. Visible. Contrary. Afterward a melodious echo, passionately bent forward, e-death making me really undying. The Best of Me then. When no longer visible. For toward that I have been incessantly preparing.





What more is there: that I lag and pause and crouch, extended, with an unshut mouth? Is there (ever) a single final farewell?

My songs cease because I abandon them. This from behind the screen where I hid. I advance personally solely to You.


Camerados and cameradas, this is no book. Who touches these words touches a man. Is it night? Are we here together alone? It is I you hold and who holds you. I spring from the pages into your arms.

E-decease calls me forth.

How your fingers drowse me, your breath falls around me like dew, your pulse lulls the tympans of my ears, and I feel immersed from head to foot. It is delicious enough, enough of deeds impromptu and secret, enough of this gliding present, enough of this summed-up past.






Dear friend whoever you are take this kiss. I give it especially to you. Do not forget me. I feel like one who has done enough work for the day to retire awhile. I receive now again of my many translations, from my avatars ascending, while others doubtless await me.

An unknown sphere, more Real than I dreamed, more direct, darts awakening rays about me. So long!

Remember my words, I may again return. I love you. I depart from these materials; I am as one disembodied, triumphant, gone, baby, gone.