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.i di'e se tcita lu banzgu li'u .itu'e

simsa puzuki falenu la kamtei<br />

co'u vlipa<br />

co finti lo cnino .ije<br />

la kambau ca'o sincydzu<br />

setai le lijgri<br />

<br />

bele tilju carce poi litru<br />

le pavyganra dargu<br />

.i simsa<br />

falenu puse cusku<br />

fa roda .eji'a<br />

<br />

leka vrucau .i loi bangu<br />

di'i canci .i le norbau<br />

po'o cu mivzenba<br />

vau .uusai<br />

.i cerni nu gusni<br />

<br />

.ije selsumne lo ricfoi<br />

pe lei cmana .i la jycybyb.<br />

cu terpreti fe de poi<br />

lo remna ke'a djica<br />

.i nitcu ma<br />

<br />

.i di'u zo'u sa<br />

.i lo verba pu kelci vi le<br />

korbi bele cinfo skari<br />

rirxe calenu sruri<br />

fa lei jmive tarci<br />

<br />

poi farlu fi le datytsani<br />

ni'o ma'a ba salci<br />

le speritli pe la kamcizra<br />

.e la kamkli .i ku'i<br />

pu la'edi'u<br />

<br />

ku ba nunjamna vi le cevzda<br />

ni'o nodi zmadu lo logji<br />

leka cizra lo remna<br />

menli .isemu'ibo la<br />

ranxi cu dunda<br />

<br />

fi la jycybyb. fela pruxi<br />

belo sirji linji<br />

segau lenu jitro lerixici<br />

selfinti .i noda ka'e<br />

zmadu lo nunkli leka<br />

<br />

nitcu ja djica<br />

ce'u falei selcfipu<br />

.isemu'ibo<br />

la fetcevni poi jimpe ciksi<br />

cu dunda fila jycybyb.<br />

<br />

fele rotsu derxi<br />

le ciksi pelji .ije<br />

xamgu ni'o la prometibab.<br />

cu lebna lo lojbo fagri<br />

gi'e dunda ri loi remna<br />

<br />

.ije xamgu zmadu ni'o<br />

ma'a ca'o klacpare fo<br />

le ve vimcu po'u la bebl.<br />

i ma'a ca'o sanga le<br />

kafkyselsanga pe de poi<br />

<br />

le dimna danmo cu rairdenmi<br />

vi ke'a .i ma'a ca'o<br />

cpedu ge lenu gunma befa<br />

la cmilycevni .e la<br />

nunjmitsa fetcevni be'o<br />

<br />

binxo kei gi<br />

le bangu po'o po'unai<br />

lo le bacterdi ku vidru<br />

<br />

tu'u ("Language-Rose": 'Once it seemed that Durationness had lost the power of procreation. Language crept along in a line-group like a onewidth road full of heavy trucks. It seemed like everything had finished being expressed, even noiselessness. The amount of nation-languages was decreasing, &amp; only semi-language thrived. Morninglight &amp; the smell of a mountain forest. [[User:James Cooke Brown|JCB]] asked, 'What do humans need? What is the cause of our troubles?' --No, it wasn't like that. A child played on the banks of a lion-colored river, while all around him were living stars fallen from the other-sky. We shall celebrate the marriage of Strangeness &amp; Clarity, but first there shall be war in Heaven. Nothing is more strange to the human mind than logic, so the Trickster gave JCB the spirit of straight lines to preside over his invention. Nothing could be more needed or desired by the mass of confused-ones, than clarity, so the Goddess of Understand-Explain gave JCB a thick pile of explanation-paper. And it was good. And [[PrometheBob|PrometheBob]] stole the language-fire &amp; gave it to the people. And that was even better. We are go-climbing out of the remove-from of Babel. We are singing the cough-song of a place where the myth-smoke is most dense. We are calling for the joining of Jokegod &amp; Understand-Strong Goddess, &amp; the only language that is not perhaps, a Virus from Outer Space.')