It's the real thing,
vestiges, traces,
realized old ways
non-knuckle dragging,
fire taming such as me,
curiouser and courio user
great is the number of these,
going about shouting good uses
fruiting in the realm, re-al poli tec tic techne
tipped e re instantiated circumstantial inside certainty,
my side won, truth makes us free
wanna bet,
believe
me
it is never as simple as a child's comprehension,
regarding what is fair while playing fairy tales,
with Hornytoad dragons and flea-sized me… yes,
such imaginations,
exist, in 2026
the true future
from the fortuitous concurrence
of events leading imperceptibly
through all time eternally,
to just now
then
spinning on JWST axis's precision
yonder qwerty keyed letter scheme,
making time align learned responders,
hear, leave be as once, at
attention paid
a radiant space heater,
tuned to the augmented aural receptor,
in my bluetoothed left ear, figure that, Plato,
could you imagine being me,
and being old, no, not both
one time just
make a
way
now
we, my we,
of us, we surrounded in echos, hushhhhhhh
the illiterate J-O joes during Dickens's day, the type,
all just this literally reading now as now
then
the loyal service class blokes, born
for the grimier trades, grease trap cleaners,
those too poor to own a *** pisst against the wall,
as was common prior to comprehension,
eh, get a grip on how power corrupts,
remake an obituary looming plain true,
eruption Nobel noble prize empowering insight,
and a measure of mere what if let wonder
spark
passed tension paid points now considered,
thorns
in the flesh
of saints made certain
soon, and very soon, saints shall be accused
of being used
by lying systems enforcing lying visions
fit
for forming frightening fictions,
for profit. Eh, Richard Bachman, knows
Liars Prosper,
poets pinch pennies
and make Lincoln grin and wink.
Thinking, all of those people,
some of the time, foolable
not grinning, eh,
just a smile
In case, we say that,
in case, we must think cases
are akin to situations, situ, in situ
yes, present tense, just, in case now,
is such a situated certainty, if you can
take a joke,
as a hint,
a thread made using your coherency,
stickiness to the plan, your solvency,
before one dies
in blessed spiritual poverty,
particular orders praying
for us
in the past,
askt that our paths be as plain, as our noses,
personal noses
on our faces,
in mirrors, as like other peoples's noses,
on faces
in mirrors, like
we are reflective unconscious mob realizations,
tasked
with making peace where none has been,
since, just now,
then, this once,
this now, it was just past
understanding, just as real as time
as it passes with us watching in, or looking out
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 10:23 PM UTC
It's the real thing,
vestiges, traces,
realized old ways
non-knuckle dragging,
fire taming such as me,
curiouser and courio user
great is the number of these,
going about shouting good uses
fruiting in the realm, re-al poli tec tic techne
tipped e re instantiated circumstantial inside certainty,
my side won, truth makes us free
wanna bet,
believe
me
it is never as simple as a child's comprehension,
regarding what is fair while playing fairy tales,
with Hornytoad dragons and flea-sized me… yes,
such imaginations,
exist, in 2026
the true future
from the fortuitous concurrence
of events leading imperceptibly
through all time eternally,
to just now
then
spinning on JWST axis's precision
yonder qwerty keyed letter scheme,
making time align learned responders,
hear, leave be as once, at
attention paid
a radiant space heater,
tuned to the augmented aural receptor,
in my bluetoothed left ear, figure that, Plato,
could you imagine being me,
and being old, no, not both
one time just
make a
way
now
we, my we,
of us, we surrounded in echos, hushhhhhhh
the illiterate J-O joes during Dickens's day, the type,
all just this literally reading now as now
then
the loyal service class blokes, born
for the grimier trades, grease trap cleaners,
those too poor to own a *** pisst against the wall,
as was common prior to comprehension,
eh, get a grip on how power corrupts,
remake an obituary looming plain true,
eruption Nobel noble prize empowering insight,
and a measure of mere what if let wonder
spark
passed tension paid points now considered,
thorns
in the flesh
of saints made certain
soon, and very soon, saints shall be accused
of being used
by lying systems enforcing lying visions
fit
for forming frightening fictions,
for profit. Eh, Richard Bachman, knows
Liars Prosper,
poets pinch pennies
and make Lincoln grin and wink.
Thinking, all of those people,
some of the time, foolable
not grinning, eh,
just a smile
In case, we say that,
in case, we must think cases
are akin to situations, situ, in situ
yes, present tense, just, in case now,
is such a situated certainty, if you can
take a joke,
as a hint,
a thread made using your coherency,
stickiness to the plan, your solvency,
before one dies
in blessed spiritual poverty,
particular orders praying
for us
in the past,
askt that our paths be as plain, as our noses,
personal noses
on our faces,
in mirrors, as like other peoples's noses,
on faces
in mirrors, like
we are reflective unconscious mob realizations,
tasked
with making peace where none has been,
since, just now,
then, this once,
this now, it was just past
understanding, just as real as time
as it passes with us watching in, or looking out
Life following Diogenes... always in bright light, never at night, always with this little light, at noon day, in Diogenes day, if he was as real as Socrates, he said In a rich man's house there is no place to spit but his face.
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