i found that modern people lie too much, because the preceding acts of investigation where treated as vanity, and indeed they are, compared to the contemporaries' acts of lying as brimful, the res plenus, the thing brimming with itself, no chance of an extinction of a self into creating something and disappearing, but rather the modern concern for pop music artists, creating nothing and constantly reappearing... not encapsulating the need for emptiness, but the drive to need an icon... a self-detachment worth a thermometer or a telescope, or a theory of relativity... they cite einstein alright, but einstein is just a headline to attract the eyes, rather than the article to attract the eyes... too few blind men exist to make the judgemental balance of the two accurate.
i'm walking with a glass of whiskey
with icecubes' jingling
like skulls on a cannibal's necklace,
and it's necessary to say:
boy's reading milan kundera's
the unbearable lightness of being
boy leaves girl reading milan's *testament
betrayed*,
girl is too devastated by familial ties,
boy meets the girl's grandmother who
she denotes as her mother, boy eats dinner
with the girl's mother who the girl denotes
as sister... girl speaks of being abducted
when younger... boy has no knowledge
of psychiatric evaluation...
enforces boy to wed her, taking contraceptive
pills but faking taking them -
it's the ideal: i'll **** you to orphan **** a society
into benefits - odd, because with prostitutes
i pulled out and ********** silently into a ******
after all, prostitutes don't want to be pregnant.
she still persisted telling the boy:
you just finished a degree of education,
you have no safe career path... let's start a family,
you say no, i'll ******* **** you...
rubber rubber rubbing the same tree-hug later
it's a laughing matter... as testified
by my constant rubber sheath use of ******
**** me without one, her words, not mine:
brown-nosing feminists of the **** & *****
already politicising the matter in favour of one night stands;
i told you idiots before... cats are cheaper...
i'd be jealous had you two phalluses
to insert into both ***** and ****
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 6:15 PM UTC
i found that modern people lie too much, because the preceding acts of investigation where treated as vanity, and indeed they are, compared to the contemporaries' acts of lying as brimful, the res plenus, the thing brimming with itself, no chance of an extinction of a self into creating something and disappearing, but rather the modern concern for pop music artists, creating nothing and constantly reappearing... not encapsulating the need for emptiness, but the drive to need an icon... a self-detachment worth a thermometer or a telescope, or a theory of relativity... they cite einstein alright, but einstein is just a headline to attract the eyes, rather than the article to attract the eyes... too few blind men exist to make the judgemental balance of the two accurate.
i'm walking with a glass of whiskey
with icecubes' jingling
like skulls on a cannibal's necklace,
and it's necessary to say:
boy's reading milan kundera's
the unbearable lightness of being
boy leaves girl reading milan's *testament
betrayed*,
girl is too devastated by familial ties,
boy meets the girl's grandmother who
she denotes as her mother, boy eats dinner
with the girl's mother who the girl denotes
as sister... girl speaks of being abducted
when younger... boy has no knowledge
of psychiatric evaluation...
enforces boy to wed her, taking contraceptive
pills but faking taking them -
it's the ideal: i'll **** you to orphan **** a society
into benefits - odd, because with prostitutes
i pulled out and ********** silently into a ******
after all, prostitutes don't want to be pregnant.
she still persisted telling the boy:
you just finished a degree of education,
you have no safe career path... let's start a family,
you say no, i'll ******* **** you...
rubber rubber rubbing the same tree-hug later
it's a laughing matter... as testified
by my constant rubber sheath use of ******
**** me without one, her words, not mine:
brown-nosing feminists of the **** & *****
already politicising the matter in favour of one night stands;
i told you idiots before... cats are cheaper...
i'd be jealous had you two phalluses
to insert into both ***** and ****