after you're satisfied with a library,
the one you actually read, rather than the one
you keep as a bogus volume of peacock
you begin to read book reviews,
it's so much easier to read book reviews than
actual books when you're out  for the carnal desires
being fulfilled... i just read book reviews
because i don't have the time to read the actual
works... centuries of illiteracy  paved the wave...
or like i described william burrough's
grand output:
            the content of the word
            is meaning,
            beyond literal
            of synonymousness
            via the sixth of ascribed
            definition lost to vectors,
            of noun without verb:
            like hammer without nail and hammering
            a crucifix into geometry
            of intersection;
            the content of the word is meaning:
            the context of the word is meaningless,
            a word like mammoth has meaning:
            sphinx cats with four moveable limbs
            in elephant form of trunks and whiskers
            for roots like octopuses above ground digging in,
            but in terms of it being meaning anything that,
            a poetic comparison... the dodo is extinct...
            so are mammoth hunts... hence the word
            mammoth has meaning, but given the flux
            is has no context... it's a smokescreen
            to practice politics... the Zeitgeist speaks of
            biology being the biggest employer of spin-doctors
            for political molochs.