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Self-transcribed from the recording's audio/video with Whisper ASR, then drawn from the frozen curation of the CCRU oral archive. The identifiers below fingerprint the exact source transcript files.

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These jump targets come from timestamps preserved in the source transcript, so they work as navigational anchors rather than editorially invented section labels. Timings are approximate — they mark where a passage begins, not exact word timing.

• 00:00:00

  You never have to wait. Even when fighting with hunger for guns. It goes out in a click-ass. It goes out in a click-ass. Catac has come. Catac is soon to come. Catac comes. Catac comes. Catac has come. Catac is soon to come. August, 1883. Pounding solar waves mixed with a ceaseless deluge of stanchio and tucanum…

• 00:01:48

  Blood-stained claws are also Catac. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Catac has come. Katak comes. Katak comes. At midday when the sun is silent rage, it is Katak. Katak is trampling, inarticulate, sled-tied…

• 00:02:37

  Taknama, a tribe of aggressive headhunters, abhorred through the area and since eradicated. They had greeted him as Katak, ominous rumbling from out in the street. Katak is soon to come. Katak comes. Katak comes. Katak comes. Katak comes. Katak has come. Katak is soon to come. Katak comes. Katak comes. Incessant…

• 00:05:14

  The order of the season comes. The sense of destiny is much farther down. A-coo. The year is 1818. The fever has melted all the walls between waking and sleep. Consciousness has become a loathsome fog. I sense that the incessant bubbling of volcanic activity is getting more and more vicious. The heat becomes…

• 00:07:19

  But if you have to worry.. But if you have to worry.. I sense that the incessant rumbling of volcanic activity is giving me visions that I can't put into words.. But.. But.. But.. But.. But.. But.. But.. But.. But.. But.. But.. Tempted storming of the Eiffel Plane, with a pounding crushing smothering... Catac…

• 00:10:18

  Catac is soon to come. Incessant drumming of Catac coming. Drumming, pounding. It had all gone to hell out there. Incessant drumming of Catac coming. Drumming, pounding. Catac has come. Catac is soon to come. Incessant drumming of Catac coming. Catac drumming comes, pounding. Catac is soon to come. It sets from…

• 00:11:31

  The set from the catapult coming, from the catapult coming. Catac. No tune loud, just insects scream messages to love the jungle. Catac. Out here the war is never thinking for itself, or the twelfth. The lower T12. Breathing is necessary. I felt claws in what should have been my side. Per coincidence. Per coincidence…

• 00:14:42

  My body felt impossible, all fingers clung to it Dreaming ocean and ocean Below the waist, however, all was confusion Snaking endlessly into itself Except I was dissolving Wart perceptions danced past my dream I was lost in the darkness Starting acceleration and a bit of slowness Confused in a wholly unfamiliar…