you read a saturday article, you gain insight into the void,
and then you attempt a su doku...
i couldn't finish of no. 8902 (difficult)...
i attempted no. 8903 (fiendish)
and lost the plot at square-to-linear
interchange with the number 1...
        all the while not really concentrating
on the puzzle, or trying to master
the craft to a competitor's level
of expertease...
  it became a game of trying to find the origin...
summarised by the words: not here, not here,
                  but here.
the crux of no. 8903? only one 2 on the "palette".
        and two ones. i reached the point where
a square of the 9 and a linear completion didn't
correlate... exactly... a misplaced 1.
                   so then i conceptualised:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
                             1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 2, 3, 4, (3?) 5....
         iocus numero similis prior cataracta;
a case of parity...
               coordination e.g. (9, 9)            (9)
elsewhere...
                                the dynamic soon
shifted into
              (1, 2, 1) through to (2, 1, 2), then into
(1, 2, 1, 2)... (2, 3, 2, 3), (3, 4, 3, 4), (4, 5, 4, 5),
         (5, 6, 5, 6), (6, 7, 6, 7), (7, 8, 7, 8),
                        (8, 9, 8, 9); and that equals?
the encompassing void of 0.
                  ',  ,'           (or the collpasing effect) /
implosion.
           just as much to distract me as an article
about mayte garcia / the first wife of prince...
    *****, ms. pepsi and the windowsill and the night...
yesterday's antics: a decapitated daffodil
a fiołek (violet) head... pinched rosemary and pinched mint...
     laid down on a kitchen counter...
            a cat... and "someone" talking about
scents...
                       3 sharpened kitchen knives in the garden,
on a stone that oozed off dust (as the knives were
sharpened with such verocity)...
    and now today... more ms. pepsi with vladimir vod
           of the excess of thus stated opinion: ruling,
unchallenged; because who the **** would
take sober opinions, seriously?