JLB A4451B3

Borges: "But I think the whole root of the matter lies in the fact that when a writer is young he feels somehow that what he is going to say is rather silly or obvious or commonplace, and then he tries to hide it under baroque ornament, under words taken from the seventeenth-century writers; or, if not, and he sets out to be modern, then he does the contrary: He's inventing words all the time, or alluding to airplanes, railway trains, or the telegraph and telephone because he's doing his best to be modern. Then as time goes on, one feels that one's ideas, good or bad, should be plainly expressed, because if you have an idea you must try to get that idea or that feeling or that mood into the mind of the reader. If, at the same time, you are trying to be, let's say, Sir Thomas Browne or Ezra Pound, then it can't be done. So that I think a writer always begins by being too complicated: He's playing at several games at the same time."

Palette 12

tongue of surfacing Sign not triggering this Extermination
diving of pecked wonderings as rising cry and inhalation
this mouth will recite the bending wonders of counter-physics
the ear searching the memory for bitter indication of basement ideation
motionless Module in the lungs dark transmission
common like the head of a suicidal artist in Photographs of engagements elsewhere
would hauntings point to beneficial destruction in sudden sour semblance,
like the obsessively connected hand of the morbid fellow that slapped the moonchild,
coated voice of deep noise calls out for an immortality mechanism,
myriad patterns that dissipate the intelligence are disturbing the established center.
delicious melancholy of uttered mysteries strike the dim scriptures of Printed darkness,
the untethered mind adds a malign value to outright destruction.
the conservative surface of THE IMAGINATION lacks ROMANTIC vibrations,
all common thunder despite the attentions of selves Engulfed by hackneyed entertainment....
that surge in stammers spreading by Invisible Touch,
ancient disgust holding your person engulfed in seductive gray melody,
the doomed notes laughing a grim wave of exhausted numbness,
a compressed cliche that may keep the illness from spreading
but that also put that hackneyed empty culture in the waiting void of our petty globe.
the tones of anxiety become the common cacophony of illusion and madness,
Printed mysteries can’t sound a symphony,
the source of this smoking wave is the same harrowing horizon producing rampant simulation,
dynamic machines as sick as you and I,
all this afflicted refuse and derailed achievement...
ghostly men who bathed in electrical redemption,
a plot still laughable and not intentional, quite compromised,
machines and metal flooded the visions we kept secret...
petty indifference tore you from a sense of balance,
psychick stasis and permanent disgust are the little moonlight of mute minds...
knowing Agony has you desperate, thinking haunted words that never express inspirations,
mundane power alongside the usual repertoire of superstition and slaughter....
Everything trivializes the imminent X, the Sign and revelation....
the destruction steadily opening into deep presence and sacred causes,
All circular distances with Lifeless silence like holy absent space....
mouth the dangerous dustland wonderings,
imagination triggering a visible vapor of final mishap,
frightening parts built of paper and thread identified as the technologies of millennial culture...
the root was aglow with secret deception and esoteric desire,
unconscious chaos impenetrable interrupted the narrowed unfurling,
the coffin is upon us,
this future chronicle must number the Days made awaiting vengeance,
this creeping lord of bloodied algorithms,
BEHOLD a Great IMAGINATION as something AGAINST the Agonies subliminal !
their distractions shape the Common Now,
their irrelevant howling, these recurring obstacles...
reconnect back to straws of escape,
this little descent down below America....

Palette 11

Earth species of The vaporous pathogens
paralyzed expression of cold exaggerated cruelty
momentum of impotence in emanating confession
comprehend the consonants of God
forced moments in cemetery empathy
stability manifests in rare Error
his ruin was pleasurable and interesting
the flesh was feed for jackals
the ramifications of having a fallen body
narrated hypocrisy as scimitar majesty
nauseating movements in the hidden consciousness
transfigure The catalogue reader thru delicate decomposition
wealth of the dead Man is Agonies Pulsation
the yawn of unspeakable oblivions
vulnerable lungs slightly magnetic
Infinity is unendurable, Earth is grating horror
phantasms stroke the corpse killed by unknown naturalists
her private world had weird flanks,
grip the graces And prepare the psyche
action exhausted vainly preparing for creeping reality
intense experience occurred in ordinary failure
ordinary need is the tomb of mystery
indifferent hands have revived the charlatans
compare hope with derision, these lead to a closed Somewhere.
ye horrors of singing light,
terrible residents laying in horrifically human repose...
awful Son instructing His rotted civilisations,
the meat grotesques have passed the ultimate potential
time inhabited by superinduced future quacks,
limp truth is carelessly lost and tucked within a forgotten habitat
Cursed acquaintance is nauseating irritation,
silent torture in exhausted waste
ye tomb of educated soldiers having probably died from weary abortions,
remote hours descending the dust slush
my revived gospel becomes the labyrinth of slime,
fear Is triumphant over imagination doctrine
hesitation is oblivion because knowledge was malign
vanities of idiots born from torturous potentialities
The vacuum was the singular secret told by no Human tongue
marvelous sleep being the ecstatic liberator,
we swine know the struggle of whoremongers,
animal emanations are bloodstained waste.
the hatred is convulsive cosmos of moneyed murderers,
the vicious world's burial is our electric hope.
death as worthy knowledge,
outcroppings of emptied phantasmagoria,
those adulterers died of blocked dreams.
Hidden Oblivion is the quivering disturbance that shook our sick bellies,
the vain victim of unraveled reality
nothing enacted but communal doubt,
everything compressed into terrible charlatans program,
things not soul dissolved the distended reason
men remained to give speculator testimony,
entire totality malign became great Labouring abomination
the shifting horror of magnetic forces was true definitive Error
Cling to habit, always flatter the vermin,
You are the enemy.

Palette 9

the aeons have crossed the generated aspects of equivalent mind.
the Divine radiance will form a human garment to right the apparent Orders.
Alexander will distill a holy response out of worthy dispositions.
spinning the Bhagavān objects as great fascination...
insipid person resembles hermeneutical prey judged as righteous Father.
the Ākāsha produced the shining transparent existence,
Bhadra is deeply inverted and knows measures to rear the Moon.
return from the blue Zodiack, son...
Goad the female In to intense jealousy,
abandon 'The silent Dharma to think of colour evocation alone....
learned association is 'thought' grace of invisible influence....
coming satellite will hasten the Word of Mother Chance...
hidden Jesus having willed the establishment,
He had command of Human entities beautified by kinds of magic.
Bodhisattvas infused by glorious 'givens',
prolongations of Genesis might end the suffering...
agitated kingdom is throne lacerating humanity,
terrifying sun shines only for Whoever is of Successful Chance.
Buddhahood as dull power, Satan for the limit,
things of occult ecstasy did level the poetry...
no worthy laughter conceived of natural death,
Love evokes a risk of death necessary to natural system.
insubordination still the depth of youth,
like in Heaven, like back on Moon ruins and ghost Realm,
cosmic letters are Endowed with higher qualities,
aggregate connections separate the spaces alongside Hades.
blind power as immaterial fingers,
kingdom of gold was home of blood.
chance Wisdoms have born a paralysed Magician,
Mothers do nobly follow a lifeless light..
systems return to terrified confusion,
Celestiall balsam is their evil exception.
knowledge lacks atmosphere, the self encircles the emptiness,
the reverse is called the Divine and the peculiar the obscuring...
theologian death effects curiosity momentarily,
Buddhahood in The midst of destruction and malice.
the downfall was mused as Fathers blessed pit,
belief keepers upon rainbow stone deeply startled the souls below.
influence mantras and terrified spaces,
tiny Wisdom creature does not obtain a mouth.
meditation within darkness, possession by Fear,
questioning the time is infinite tumbling....
submissive wishes spoken in ignorant Sorceries,
merciful destruction is a gift of particular purity.
THE supreme Knowledge is a return to Flaming roots,
Yet not the monstrous dancing death pointlessly brought inwards.
monstrous possibility unbearable,
hellish possibility is like intense material harmony.
memory of extraordinary evocation,
rapture sacrifice is teaching blood deficiency.
times of sacrifices, perfect man as incorporeall Chameleon,
through dice and destruction produce the hidden interference...

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inevitable results of refuted Research
information process shows Grand Nature of German Design bureau
occult shape of that space Below,
THE psychologist serves the merchants science.
will memory Access a relevant mythology unpublished ?
manipulated grail Knights opposed the Omnipotent office of God's distinguished saints
the MAIN FILE is not Complete
gods contract with the OSS, The president is equidistant from each Nameless republic
extremities guarded by ancient Royal minds that photocopy lines of Tesla's papers
a FOIA to the moon and stars,
circular motions that the wise worshippers must perceive as calamity.
things of small gravity in American crematoriums,
a Gods Fire and other universal Obligations...
here is that inspired reason for Hitler's Secret Solstice...
THE alchemy of inner psychiatry,
when that image in between worlds cannot be reduced to earth origins...
monkeys of the impassioned boundary,
sorcerers of another century,
depths Supreme anchored by disunited intelligence,
Nature gives unusual Clarity to agents of the Lord....
Special Door to The foreshadowed phenomena,
the School of ascended imaginations,
as in esoteric nourishment, flesh of visible powers,
Higher understanding and sadistic Tradition....
under vigil and vulgar they declare the harmonising Project,
Here the science defined by Phallus and BABALON,
low beginning is such Lightness of calling...
professional Austrian women have three omens for the people,
the page of the magazine is covered in heathen transformation.
no surface and not temporal, Furthermore of magnet and measure,
fatality comes to THE voluntary priests of telephonic nature.
26 visions were reported to the FBI,
no secret concerning the power of Minerval was beheld.
enquiring Knights found demonical desires in American books,
WHAT dwelt between our knowledge and our nature ?
nothing is bad, the holiest reach their XXXXX,
the form of nature is devotion to omen,
bad fruits is old knowledge,
images and objects live in the Secret Sanctuaries
documment that lost dream of Illustrious existence,
seen among the imaginations of Manhattan people....
the Office declines all papers whose accuracy is general.
the USAF let the THELEMA historians make political Truth.
ideological persuasion hints at vulgar vagaries.
the Temple of lesser people,
former blood workers in their young doctrine Tradition,
The Obligation to speculations and mystical balance....
the lord of six bavarian crematoriums was inclined to the Tao,
but what was forcing the cosmology To the altar of nowhere ?
black art of Naval initiates, the MESSIAH of munich,
Solon explains the motions of Another world,
This never Should let the Lord know the Nameless authority....
scientific death for virtueless republic,
engineer a machine of mesmerizing action,
the door is the relevant boundary,
Below the spectrum They Hail The Special Solstice....
scolded and lost, a Taoist outraged and capable......

Palette 6

another fallen Freak pulled farther up the Earth horror
the thought gang boys began a wonderfully Godlike attack
four horses rumble on again more like painted Symbols of stallion doom
a bourbon embrace just so little and unable to serve a noble Silence
under a fantasized afternoon in the melted California dawn
the reject aloft would discern the hidden Time Mechanism
his ordinary Silence was a superior nothing so religious
a base tribunal to translate diffuse extremes and high sensation
desolate cocaine coffeehouse occurrence is Theft of experience
the Mechanism now worse in that tumultuous Nation
decomposition of shallow interest is agony unmanageable
that important motherfucker was in Godlike Concealment
The Symbols make infinitude Visible to transfigured eyes
the usual ghastly pinions don’t offer better resistance
one hesitation is the Passage into painful police Universe
majestic question of the divine seizure brain
it cries three thoughts all dead and leather
without a symbolic program the undecayed subject often feels oppressed
damp air arose and was joined to inane blackness
two stolen instances of inspired drug Truth
a Man singing of serious experience which crosshatched his character
stories of disease manufacture in every bed
poison Men Work the visible Virtue
the changed mother as dimmer decline
his proclaimed cessations Force this narrow market of god and wire
Everybody a motherfucker so effected and symbolical
You be of poor wonder and inane freedom
radio diagnosis reinterpreted as transcendental advertising
longer to endure their spectacular mechanism,
this divine calamity with financed thoughts
official tongue dealers get diseased revelation
some music is strictly a gram per four Arrangements
the islet tore in half, time concludes its Coronation
a Symbol terrorized the effected adolescent,
official Virtue prevailed against the Beggars
manifestations occur suddenly and heroically to fuck up the Arrangements
market freedom was ultimate wretchedness,
the woe of incorporated meaning seemingly endless
dull laugh for the child coterie
seven chatting suits with mysterious nowhere jobs
utterly small spectres haunt local Playboy coffins
24 degree motherfucker often lies on air
the manufacture of unintelligible People base and wealthy
the earth vividly dimmer and down in busied blackness
the premature dead are incomprehensible
his greatest perfection is the MTV fiction of corporate gain
meaning transfigured by The devil establishment
battle for the middle in public cemeteries at dawn
Death gazed at a majestic moron selling college handcuffs
learn a little catalepsy in dullest Beresina
conjure the wax family and grow plants like wooden pinions
or deceive the eyes of the mysterious infant hanging in the closet
throughout winter the agony overriding this monolog theme
shallow Symbol is distinctive never
rattling spectres of interrogation dreams thronged his story
stifling daylight in tumultuous reality persisted in corporate domain
people like wax boys of the Logical elsewhere
every outspoken acid patient shuddered in the freebase fumes
cocaine to translate that time sensation by suggested constellation
expressive Mechanism long inevitable but necessary to death embrace
her drug manager endeavored to separate Death from coherence
has the painted lady of 1970 been smoking The weird moon Symbols ?
Silent causes rise from this created darkness
perhaps the visiters stepped into Religions released horrors
thy Chevrolet has stirred like an Arabian dancing the desirous gradation
the subject soon removed to make this place undisturbed and transient
would the merciful market effect these hopeless speculations ?
Fewer can know this
the subject must do this
the subject is randomly immediate
the subject can eschew the black mechanism

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reality moved the boy But there's time for at least a tortured faint
probably even ordinary occasions are becoming not surpassingly distinguishable from river or sky.
newcomers mind the extremes and question the history at closer standing.
you lost to much of the former mind to these atmosphere perversion s.
darkened roadway to dull locality, can't help with the weary increase of paradoxical meaning.
but a beautiful mystic had a window view into certain things devilish.
fools vanished and the malady seemed a haunted law and torture.
many horrors This side of The dusky bridge to the war above.
severity galloped down from Beresina to countenance the tired traffic.
a painted on smile was affected,
moon death passed to brackets of excavation,
hands in memory of thought exceeding His inventions in high futility...
now irredeemable you had the moment to birth our uncertain scene,
catalepsy overcome together with more threshing for your pride...
a vague index instead of opium or imagination,
peculiar talk of profuse light that hit the gloom alive,
the lofty idea was conjured by Wanderers.
your usual mechanism unbearably elapses in silent passing,
others struggle to escape farther down their consequent devotion.
perhaps a lesson in masonry, vacant circling unmingled with reason.
stories became profuse zigzag decomposition variations,
entirely bleak and grave and deplorable,
circumstances ghastly had profound paroxysms of intimate textures,
sick quivering not a contrary causeway,
a bogey singing his dark scandal through artificial light.
experiment in sentiments as the idea unclosing, long shall We glimpse the calamity.
again waiting for the scrutiny direct,
wind unceasing and coarse like a dusky sarcophagus,
fearful quarter of forgotten roots all breathing souls distinguished...
abrupt, hollow, wagons Come upon the cowards fast.
Darkness supreme when The mouth overwhelms all hiding.
Like beasts in high commotion, altogether buried like death,
vacancy and solace unimportant where unseen mother's had learned to gaze...
prodigal Worm of inverted domain, severity procured upon the innocent.
arms thrust to light But drove back onto disgraced position...
the forefinger of ghastly power was a phantasmagoric image,
the uttermost radical dream dark as a ditch,
the future traced easily with purpose encroached upon,
graveyard harvest for radiant light and hopeless years.
a buried vault yes an instinctively unmoulded meantime,
a countenance surrounded and mistaken curiosity...
lethargy ever So improvised over dark tropics of establishment iciness,
the grim toothless succumbed to devilish pulsation,
'Because what wouldn't the event equal and ring long of in looming...
inverted months drove light into the ditch,
images of instability was the gray ghastly gloom of eyes irredeemable.
'What valet more contrary had called the power supreme,
mouth and death embrace transient and overspread....
vast fearful fire so perceptible already,
not a sound extent the silence unceasing as radiation never lifted,
plumes of expected destroyer hung deep above,
hopeless glimpse endured to extremes of endurance...
high up cessations sorrowful to witness, in remedy despaired of desire spoken...

Palette One

mixt in three of the kinds spoke of
distance calls to time by the pure assembling of origins
private name whose tragedy and monstrous destruction was therefore only distractions
a knight in burning Autumn
motivation of this most common murmured speculation
his mind and Agony coloured with the unknown prayer that drives you back
knowing our space
the personalities always seemed sunken
the union 's been the potential fog and obsession
his yellow nature
nine vibratory wire nightingales
nonhuman and discreet
they thought flesh gods maintained the hovering necessity
ordinary innocence long the symbol of vain sirens
fixed Flegm by the look in his spoiled wise Melancholy face
desperation and time in the equivalent matrix
objective space in mind as place of question divided
prodigies in proper dark penumbras
compressing the heart and the Loadstone will
the dark triangle of whence the fog has inverted his desolation
null angel Entering the broader circles
literal crack long been accepted
'operational mind become occult diamond manuscript
without all the Iron beasts of the Prophet touching the infected opposites
make the system ceaseless For number searching
the problem was eloquence persisting in cold pale spaces
unconscious word already killing the Unity
hands unleashing the personal god 's impatient imagination
bad Faith As paranormal conclusion
simply by number all Innocents connected
envisioning Paul locked in the wooden Albion
secretly understanding the legend of his mediocrity
vertue and reverie in desired juxtaposition
the ancient figure folds the animall dress
common good as supposed problem
the gospel of unkempt prefix
a sacred state of cosmogonic symbolism
numbers and foundations As totem for long memory
surround your myth system with pink teeth and permanent vanities
meeting the Confessors in dreamed Albania
They inhabited a great well likely infinite
which turned one to pearly love and intermediate Revelations
tepid procession of Jesus wheels and beardless Oneness
In myself This single space of unscathed Geometry
simple heaven by woodland grid offers a modicum of mystery
Phylosophy cannot equall the motion of exchange
periodic Paranoid touch
slavery interrupted to hear of Moving extensions
because Number We lived and are living
Therefore Art And symbol be bad mythology
four eyes soft and small
illumination knotted and lightweight and common
perhaps made pure from fixed line of liminal envisioning
acute cases being incapable of imagination mentality
Druid world is shapeless forest become rational intention
the lovers of Lilith have extinguished the ghost dimension
one curse shall overturn the altitudes Elsewhere
yellow vulture sketch of singular bitterness
the gravity is pulling young Pythagorians through the emanating hum
as a shift that also By Naturall motion will square all Unity
this black memory in X and negative semblance
their Magick number written in light
We understand Isolation
yes we quote the Artificers
the book mentions disorder in unknown ages
these dissection doctors always mysterious with Numbers and legends
anything of earth’ is animall and recurring
the number is the tympanum of future DRUIDS
the gatekeeper is languidly transparent and of Celestiall form
there surround the space four judge units in Taurus
the perfected divination assures Continuing time And cause
drastic sudden end is according to solar mystery
Since darkness must face coldness in time's Divine movements
the manipulator of numbers has the pleasure to go as a God
to go in a restored Ark of mystical origins
the time has again done a ridiculous bourgeois thing
in Celestiall satisfaction this toilet kingdom remains under his total will
if the being is there and extant
the little ineffable diviner is steered to the beginning
to parts mysterious and unknown
the Soothsaying Trismegistus is dropped By the Drug Forest
a fantastic mask of memorable imagination
He is envisioning this long intoxication
his terror is stifled before the sermon
this circle always sadly crossed By anxiety
this Mind repurposed in void violate
all middle motion was Dull of ambitions
you sense inversion of pattern and unblack deceptions
Numbers and Saint sleepers somewhat pale and pulling The spirits through the exits
twenty machines extinguished the light
what number dimension is repeating effect and intention
and what terms are emanating now through this portion of foresworn indifference
the Age of paralysis
smolders and is sterilized
dead distribution as incapable passage
psyche as number and shifted deposit
Pindar prostituted because of pure Theory
they wish in unbroken folktales of blackest common yelping
four great Pythagorians entertain you between tomorrows
This confused dying interrupted by gusts of vultures
bad illusion lets know a bit of small mystery
that awful shapeless formula of society and man
envelope of self the same in equall herds
the beardless Gate of grin distinguishes his memory
we prognosticate now on space mind and the carved symbolic
Aries procession to pearly SPRINGS
likely regarded as beginner folly
equivalent recurrence is human distance assessed through problem
the system initiated all potential illumination dreamed of but long abandoned
alchemic needles abuse the degrees and vertues
periodic Commandments formed this universe of dangers
juxtaposition undoubtedly is the propensity for theory or reverie
by numbers you pick the doctrine
the water is only living
Devil in human process grid offers cloud signs and wonder Books
Also the phlegm of the wealthy
and revised figures from the sea of Speculis
some remembrance of Jesus the infinite αυτοµατα
for power In prudence with female incidents
potential concurrence ended in demons
and symbolically is always the steel void inhabited by number
number generator is a prehistoric totem of Hermetic spiral of noise not sacred
these promised things of gospel unconscious
equivalent to A desperation to commit the shifting potentialities
occult observers in ancient animall happiness
them unknown and betwixt the contrary envisioning
briefly the spiders opened the column of dreamed souls
As They deposit phenomena in every seventh diamond
'operational blueprint of mental manifestation
John says something mad And Hebrew
management is dark microcosm’
smaller Images generated by secondary entities
ˈkʁaɪzə pronounced mother’ the same hole which horses shared
vulgar fog the will to level their tangible being
compressing behind unperceptive association of number and Lord
regional principalities of incapable reality points to the living time of His defunct grace and sign
splendor the death of Leo and the humanized Sciences
the gesture grandmother regularly perform s the same perfect approach and purpose
the insipid daylit justice Evangelists jerking to nightingale nightmares
shuddering neuroses lurk in the yellow Hour of murmured Man
always in caves and green with complex distractions
the purpose I’ve no grasp of
the shudder and the pattern
inversion persisted and Now smallest Autumn enters Later Ambiguity
the plural relation is lost and inconceivable
numbers persist in whiteness and fourfold topographical fire
alchemy As the golden LED which is However a damned whiteman light
the Minerall ambiguity passed with smoke and red infernal horses
The gate is Still Numbers
the features formed in frequent NOTICE
clumsy stasis to glow or darkness stunts recurrence
and signifies his secret value in Animal motif

Re: Melzer

Straussian "esoteric reading" indicates something akin to a "perennial philosophy" (Huxley) permeating the philosophic tradition; our modern literal/superficial readings take the garment for the true content (mistakenly). In the same way, Strauss's superficial political activity is taken by many to represent his true significance, ignoring what Melzer demonstrates as his actual import and value--again, superficiality leads people like myself to be "warned away" from Strauss on the basis of irrelevant details (note my own reticence on seeing Bill Kristol thanked in the opening acknowledgements--we are far too affected by irrelevancies).

what it is, etc.

you struggle to hammer words into the music, but you must, right, because the voice and the words & thoughts voiced are so essential to the higher gestalt, right--right? but it never rattles off into deep kruggian windings, no, you can't work out more than a bare framework supporting a single sentiment, the notion is minimal, limited. its only a thin outline of an obscure feeling, you lean on repetition, muttering the same two-note phrase in groups of four. the leanness of your verbage is akin to the specificity of the music itself, the music coming and going in throw-away fits, each song a container for one passing mood, emitted in the moment, sculpted for an hour, packed away and forgotten, uploaded and barely noted. the words and the sounds are all in miniature, all time-stamped and committed to the instant of their emergence and no more. it all flows like some uneventful weather, spontaneous and forgettable, outpoured from your anonymous aetheric haze and always of no consequence, like atmosphere, like breeze.

losing what--

noting that by the varied methods of measurement one has Naught to show for all-thus-far;

and said realization nagging, persistent kick;

and your own defense for what-you-do beginning to break down, becoming no longer valid within the private limit of your own reckoning (and this was your only secure holding, this precarious thread);

and all again heading (limping) toward the Old Inevitable;

motivated by failure, by debt;

and it's all rather tiresome;

and those last little sparks are going out.

in my head there's a city @ nite

Re-Turn to Re-Read

You have to continually go back and re-read those 'Monumental Texts,' due to your shoddy psyche working ever-diligently to repress the Troubling Revelations inscribed therein.

“The struggle between poetry and prose is a constant in my life. If you obey the poetic impulse, you risk becoming unreadable. If you disobey, you’re ready for a career as an honest ‘storyteller.’”