Early-on, I thought he might be ... trying to translate something-useful? from 'the East'.
Now, he and his über-Rich-too familia: clearly are Merchants of NewSpeak/bafflegab. (As that little acrostic demonstrates to a fare-thee-Well. Mea culpa for the Unicorn mind-fucking lapse).

A Fine menagerie; could post many of these (in any futile attempt to 'reach' an unTeachable?)--as can be reached only via Cattle-prod. And THAT'S the Hell of it-all :-/

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Ackshully: Confucius Got it Right, in that little tract about "Why Language must be Correct". But who's listening to old-dead Not-White-Muricans?

..now that you've moved in with Blessing Dispensers Anonymous.

Please instruct mizzuble-unSaved-moi in where to send my 10% tithe to the ... umm, Kirkegård Kirche of Kakistocracy, izzit?
That I may partake of the blood&wine Fellowship of [one of those bitchin sea/earth-scapes] within the *Catalogue of Blessed-tracts
(I am told celebrates the becoming of an Acolyte). Of course too, its delivery via World's Largest carrier-pigeon to these premises
--shall form an additional Offering.
* Of course such a treasure must be Signed ..lest bemused onlookers suppose that merely had moi stolen a whole-buncha-pixels via mine stellar-chops.

er, Peace be upon Thee, fellow-Imam.

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I[m]am soo unWorthy, sharing as I do the imprecations of St. Oscar Wilde,

I have the simplest of tastes.
I am always satisfied with the best.
(though.. the gold Vacheron et Constantin minute-repeater be long-gone to the maws of
ones schooled for selling to the Very-rich .... that which hath been bought for a pittance.)