Why the yurt? To get unassignable, without losing focus. It is important to have homes, but not assigned a home, not root. A home for recalcitrant language of man. In short an asylum. An asylum speech impaired.
Seen from outside, the yurt is a skin. It is worthless or not much, but still no wind it flies, it's easy to decamp, it can be dismantled and it goes back anywhere, it's Babel gets heavier kits for not excessive.
From skin outside and inside the word. But the word taken from the belly, not ring-like, that resonates here, which Ventron. That vibrate the skin down. Who tambourine. In the yurt so we Ventron, it makes the noise that is the word. Turn the language in the cheeks, there are lumps of words. There is talk of villains, the forgotten, the not-yet-spoken, not-recognized, unheard of, speech impaired, unusual.
In the yurt, pot migration, the moch'mots pondons among the expatriates bouch'tordues exiles. Accents the chew, old, new, family, the distance, the next, and chew. Mouths dives into the pot, the human languages in a yurt, then put the cooking. Language of cooked tongue confit, the TOUILLON. Milk TOUILLON the language. Talking TOUILLON slugs. Roads to taste, to tar migration. Y taste in the yurt, where the words crawl and taste to roads, land-streaking broth.
This language is said tongue, the yourtons. His old milk, yaourtons. Kindergarten, Fromageon. A language where jargonnons milking.
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