sometimes
looking at words
on a page
or a screen
there's some mysterious interplay
between the two-dimensionality
of words on a flat plane
and the three-dimensionality
underlying it all
visually deceiving
as if the space
behind the words
is both
an infinite abyss
an undetectable, immeasurable void
and
a flat formless surface
it's both
and
it's neither
and somehow
typing on a flat-(ish) keyboard
but pushing buttons
down
into a third dimension
makes the words
appearing on the screen
seem almost 3D themselves
in a connected sort of way
plunging
into the white void
of the blank screen
the keystrokes feel deeper
than i think they really are
especially when i stare at the screen
and let the fingers fly
what sort of illusion is this?!
or are the words
actually
the missing link
that let us peek
to the hidden dimensions
we desperately seek?
sometimes
looking at words
on a page
or a screen
i can't help
but wonder these things
Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 2:06 PM UTC
illusions abound
what's not an illusion?
is all in life an illusion?
is life really nothing
but a man sitting at a computer
typing his existence into existence?
could he type himself into
whatever existence he wanted?
could he dare to type
the thing he feared the most?
the lack of existence?
and whether such a state
was type-ably reachable?
he wouldn't dare
the sentence would elude him
but it would gnaw at his mind
it would sit and wait
and then jump out
and try to be typed
but the man wouldn't let it
like a caged bird
a self-destructive bird
one who literally would vanish
if it flew from the cage
if that bird knew its potential fate
would it still want out?
would the caged bird still sing
if it knew what awaited outside?
not just doom
but complete annihilation
SHOULD the caged bird still sing?
should it accept its fate?
should it reject its fate
and try to escape?
what would the caged bird do?
what should the caged bird do?
and if the caged bird is nothing
but a part of the man
should the man listen
to the caged bird at all?
what about the other thoughts?
the thoughts like cheetahs
sprinting through savannahs
like dolphins
leaping from the sea
like digital aliens
quantum leaping across the universe
more free
than that bird
could ever hope to be
should those thoughts have more say?
or should the caged bird win out?
will the caged bird win out
if it's such a strong willed beast
telling that man to try
to be bold
to type that sentence
into existence
(or non-existence)
just to see what happens
the heart would speed up
man's heart does speed up
the thought would jump forward
man's thought does jump forward
the fingers would begin
a slow deliberate march
across the keys
man's fingers begin to march
the breath catches
the bird sings
the cheetah halts
the dolphin floats
the aliens know
and yet they watch
all stops
all waits
the fingers tapping at the keyboard
now the arena of the whole universe
as the man types
one key at a time
as he's always typed his existence
INTO existence
and wondered
if he could type his existence
OU
Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 5:09 PM UTC
the rivers of my memories
and those of my dreams
rivers real
and rivers imagined
meander through beautiful landscapes
like they're slowly chasing something
or someone
like they keep forgetting what they're after
but remember often enough
to keep heading in the same general direction
such is the life of a river
and such is the life of all
headed for some destination
it may meander
it may slow and quicken
and change direction and course
and split and rejoin
and grow and shrink
but all the while
it's headed for its end
the destination
which to break it down
linguistically
is the "destined" place
and thus
the rivers
like our lives
are ruled by fate
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 11:13 PM UTC
this jumbled mess
skyrockets my stress
i see this chaos of tangled lines
i feel anxiety welling up inside
how's it possible to go in just a day
from neatly arranged to disordered this way
laws of entropy can go to hell
universal disorder makes me feel unwell
don't have the patience, the panic roars
trying to untangle these **** headphone cords
Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC
maybe math is the foundation
maybe math is essence
maybe math tells us everything
or maybe not
maybe it's a trick
or a bad logical conclusion
based on faulty logic
or wrong assumptions
or poor observations
or just ****** minds
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
the ball jingles
the cat runs
she plays
then she stops
glares up at me with that look
that says
you expect me to
RUN
all the way over there?!
just to get that stupid jingling ball?!
you humans are dumb
i'm gonna go lick myself
and take a nap
...idiot humans...
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 2:47 AM UTC
is there some way in which
the past
the present
the future
are all the same
are all wrapped up
are all on one line
i wrote write will write
instead of three separate?
in some ways
4 dimensional space-time
says yeah
sure
that's kinda sorta it:
all the space that exists in
this time
is simultaneously existing in
this time
and in
this time
and in
this time
so all the time that exists in
this space
is perhaps also
all simultaneously existing in
this space
and in
this space
but mostly
the world looks at me
says
nah dude
you're just insane
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 2:15 AM UTC