in times of peace, “subculture” art becomes all the more aggressive to substitute actual violence with its cartesian extension: imbued by a masochism never really experienced, hence with an exfoliating sadism experienced by the onlookers who forgot: never really experienced.
a: a vector defined by an open field (index v.)...
the: a vector defined by a narrow corridor (v. palm•).
it’s a completely different story should
pronouns become subject to definite / indefinite articulation,
famous for the dittoing out of the ego in existentialism
(in the latter ex-) not even vaguely apparent in sartre
(-ample proofs!)... ultimate freedom with the price of ultimate irresponsibility i.e.,
no point being witty on the page... you have too much time
to revise a joke & play on words... mind the sarcasm... it’s already
delayed standing in greenwich asking for the japanese 8am in winter.
•paradoxical cross-reference, as much akin to the retinal
image upside down to enable man to not distinguish
the northern hemisphere from the southern hemisphere
and make him sane grounded on a spherical orbital -
i.e. indefinite coupled with an index and definite with a palm,
although out of bracket... these two lines make perfect sense,
unless the bracket content is coupled to ensure
the open field / index (finger) v. narrow corridor / palm
are staged to a prose linear development / chronology, e.g.
the renaissance came before the enlightenment,
then nothing makes sense... and it makes
perfect sense for a banker to criticise newtonian physics /
mathematics as completely useless,
then there's no use in anything that's even vaguely complicated...
only because it's not in vogue.
*you can only prove to me a belief in atheism
once you make language as much incomprehensible unconsciously
as you can make language as much complex consciously;
i will not accept regurgitation of another "atheists" ideas
as your atheism focusing on a broken arm as the misery
of all miseries... ensure me a complication of language
you can explain... stating that you only intended
the complexity to be incomprehensible unconsciously
(aha! siamese adjectives!), rather than incomprehensible consciously;
i mean... i've reached the ultimate anti concept of poetry,
instead of rhymes littering my page i faced the antidote
to rhyming by focusing on kindred words:
direct / indirect unconscious / conscious
comprehensible / incomprehensible... this is the opposite
of writing rhyming poetry... no wonder i get muddled
and don't sound pretty enough to repeat jive
with five
of all possible tail offs.*
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 12:35 PM UTC
in times of peace, “subculture” art becomes all the more aggressive to substitute actual violence with its cartesian extension: imbued by a masochism never really experienced, hence with an exfoliating sadism experienced by the onlookers who forgot: never really experienced.
a: a vector defined by an open field (index v.)...
the: a vector defined by a narrow corridor (v. palm•).
it’s a completely different story should
pronouns become subject to definite / indefinite articulation,
famous for the dittoing out of the ego in existentialism
(in the latter ex-) not even vaguely apparent in sartre
(-ample proofs!)... ultimate freedom with the price of ultimate irresponsibility i.e.,
no point being witty on the page... you have too much time
to revise a joke & play on words... mind the sarcasm... it’s already
delayed standing in greenwich asking for the japanese 8am in winter.
•paradoxical cross-reference, as much akin to the retinal
image upside down to enable man to not distinguish
the northern hemisphere from the southern hemisphere
and make him sane grounded on a spherical orbital -
i.e. indefinite coupled with an index and definite with a palm,
although out of bracket... these two lines make perfect sense,
unless the bracket content is coupled to ensure
the open field / index (finger) v. narrow corridor / palm
are staged to a prose linear development / chronology, e.g.
the renaissance came before the enlightenment,
then nothing makes sense... and it makes
perfect sense for a banker to criticise newtonian physics /
mathematics as completely useless,
then there's no use in anything that's even vaguely complicated...
only because it's not in vogue.
*you can only prove to me a belief in atheism
once you make language as much incomprehensible unconsciously
as you can make language as much complex consciously;
i will not accept regurgitation of another "atheists" ideas
as your atheism focusing on a broken arm as the misery
of all miseries... ensure me a complication of language
you can explain... stating that you only intended
the complexity to be incomprehensible unconsciously
(aha! siamese adjectives!), rather than incomprehensible consciously;
i mean... i've reached the ultimate anti concept of poetry,
instead of rhymes littering my page i faced the antidote
to rhyming by focusing on kindred words:
direct / indirect unconscious / conscious
comprehensible / incomprehensible... this is the opposite
of writing rhyming poetry... no wonder i get muddled
and don't sound pretty enough to repeat jive
with five
of all possible tail offs.*