the modern use of the piano, would make chopin blush, and make liszt turn in his grave; ah, but such is the cause of piano minimalism... the titans become emeritus, and the gods of minimalism take to centre stage: modern music, playing the piano with broken  fingers, to exact a rhythm section, lost alongside the disregard for the bass guitar.*

if thought be lightning,
then being
   be thunder -

and imagine that this
poetic catresianism be reversed -

  that thought be thunder,
and being lightning -

   wouldn't we be found
screaming into the abyss
of cut-off tongues?

denkenblitz und donnersein:
of the sight,
   and the latter heard, delayed;

oh sons of thunder,
  is there or will there every be
a lightbulb, a jefferson moment
in your conclusions?
  
to love a feminine, is to think about it,
for in cartesian terms
thinking is philosophy: a lightning -
while being is sophistry: a thunder -

to not exact the crafting of a useful
tool -
       this humanism of science
states:
               to better the use of language -
and to better nothing else,
other than that most compatriot -
of all deductions of needed learning -
the universal quest for
a monotheism,
  indeed, genesis qua judeic -
                  
and what if the most regretted,
    the most memorably worth forgetting
events in what constitutes history,
are the events, worth the most
exercise of expressing memory,
of demanding dates and measures?

what if the only things we write
           are things that
               we only wish to forget?