sometimes you really get this feeling of, well,
i really can't be bothered when puzzles become too difficult,
that i end up, not enjoying them.
    who the hell wants to engage in a puzzle that
they can't solve?
         it's not exactly cheating,
                and it's doubly-not "exactly" taking the easy
road...
                    the brain is fat... it's not a muscle...
  you can't exactly create tendons branching out,
out of "thin air", stressors like sūdoku...
                                             doing these puzzles is like
translating a chair into a massive bean bag...
          otherwise known by the chair, as a dream of:
the boogie man...
                     the chair is "thinking", ****!
                                               i'm going to become redundant!
but at no. 9049, i finally found, the last, possible conceptualisation
of the asian ideograms, that ezra pound fascinated himself
over, to knock on the doors of an asylum...
                  all it became? i'm a reductionist in this perspecgtive...
all it became?
          start doing the puzzle, and all that matters
                        is your eyes differentiating between + & x...
that's all it became,
              a question that said:           can't + be an algebraic
unit of abstract meaning that can be toyed with?
        looks similar to x...
   but sūdoku, really can be reduced to an +,
     as in, once you start solving a puzzle, your eyes dart around
to provoke the acronym n.e.w.s.,
                funny enough... after you reach the + stage,
you can bypass the x, and... ha ha... this being written
  in england... jack (of the union) has to come along...
so the darting of the eyes turn into george and andrew...

                        \       /
                             +
                         /       \

but that's my final say on the japanese puzzle...
                      i suppose that's a way of saying: there's an x
inside a +... like there's **** symbolism in the hindu symbol of
the *******.
  but this is the zenith, or the limit of conceptualißing
        the sūdoku puzzle.
oh, you know what name cats have given me?
    ya-beł...      i once wrote it like a jehovah's witness,
y becomes j becomes dz -
                      no, not ya-beew...
                                    i can't explain to you refining
the phonetic encoding...
              not since letters in the alphabet have such
****** names, comared to the greek: alpha
   (n.a.t.o. encoding) alpha,
      beta...          bravo...
          gamma...        ­    golf...
                              delta delta...
                            epsilon                  ech­o...
                                     zeta                   zulu...
                          theta / phi                           foxtrot...
i'm not going to write the whole of the two alphabets out...
**** it.