Sep 2017
and for some reason, whenever the night sky engages
with me: i feel no lessening of meaning,
no dictate superior -
not that i can't grasp something -
or shove myself into the sky beyond
atmosphere -
it's no the universe that makes me feel
inferior, dwarfed, insignificant -
i count the bodies in a linear pattern -
plumbers, electricians,
chemists, doctors -
its this unanimous collectivism,
faked-staged as individual rights that
bugs me...
oh i'm not jealous -
but let's face it:
to speak for the entirety of humanity:
is to not speak for any humanity at all...
man's insignificance doesn't reside
in the stars, in pillars of men standing as
tall as to tickle the constellation -
it's so much more linear -
in that, the man next to me sees no stars,
sees no heaven,
but only: the next day -
and an art, or profession: that demands him
perfecting it,
solipsism is thus in the guise of
a placebo effect -
yet so few fathomable re-entry points -
to put the thought behind in a crevice
of shadows...
and are men not twice the foetuses
when compared to women?
a man's ego will forever remain
a foetus-like creature -
simply because the universe
is feminine -
in that a woman has the "burden"
of carrying through a new, beginning -
which is why a woman's ego will never
be a foetus liking -
unlike the man, who has an ego that is very
much foetal -
we contradict by compensating
metaphorically -
and somehow that leaves us
less contradictory that we might think...
a woman's ego can never take to
a foetal form, a woman is already
the carrier of the universal -
which is why so many, if not all women
"lie" - well, hide truths -
and write such terrible books,
if any...
the moment a woman writes a book
of truths, is the moment she is abhorred
by her ***...
women don't write truths -
a man will stand fully attired in his
nakedness, while a woman will stand
in a burqa -
peering, so little revealing -
the joking poker player.
man is twice the foetus to a woman -
since he emerges from one space of mystery
to another space, of even greater mystery...
a woman at least has the upper-hand
on man by incubating him for one part
of the flux...
what has man to offer by comparison?
two world's worth of two *******?
another thing,
i'd love to be included in this debate,
even though, i think so little of it -
this consensual *** gimmick -
what do you call losing your virginity at
a university house party, where both
both of you are drunk,
and she decided to go lie in your dorm room,
prior to the end of the party,
and you go back to your room,
and want to fit in with her in a single bed,
and you start kissing,
and then you begin to engage with
her in *******,
you're drunk, she's drunk,
but then she suggests in a sober fashion:
matt, put on a ******...
consensual, or not?
so you put a rubber on,
and lose it...
she's 21, you're 18...
what was non-consensual about that
sort of theatre?
could it well be, that having *** while
drunk, pivots on the crux of:
put a ****** on?
i remember testifying for a friend in
court, his phone was stolen while we were
walking,
i told him: write that number-plate down,
then in the police station i recognised
the ****** from among the 20+ mugshots,
he didn't,
while in court the ***** lawyer
showed me a picture of the "defendant" -
it was 2 years old...
so i said to him: so you're telling me,
that people these days have all made
dorian grey pacts, and don't change?
what i i told you that i could probably
don a beard in 5 years?!
the case didn't end well,
simply because my friend couldn't
identify the mugshot of the culprit -
and people might mock while i believe
in a god: for one - the universe is a stretchy
womb - and i'm twice the foetus in it...
for another reason: people haven't exactly
mastered jurisprudence -
they can be all cocky when it comes to
laws in science -
but in terms of the lesser laws -
people know as much about relativism
as einstein knew about quantum physics...
that being said: very little!
it would be hard not to make a mistake,
einstein was a physicist of the telescope,
of course he would have faltered on
the level atomist investigation -
you don't suddenly get to play with
the heavenly orbs (planets, stars) -
and then get to play with the ants
(electrons, neutrons, protons) -
knowing the big doesn't exactly imply
you'll get to know the small,
and vice versa;
and as all men are: we are twice the foetus -
women? only a foetus once -
and then the incubator of constellations -
of man's ideas and thoughts...
women are only foetuses once...
men? twice...
and there are so many secrets women
haven't, and never will tell -
no matter how much they "think"
they're written -
women will never tell the ultimate
truth... it's just simply impossible -
and with the end of life -
man is still ****-naked in eden -
while woman is dressed in a niqab -
peeking through a post-box at the world...
it wasn't muhammad's invention
to create the niqab or any muslim attire -
muhammad revealed the koran -
and the arab women "revealed" the niqab...
and then muhammad was like:
the **** is this!
and the women said:
well, if you've spoken to
the angelically-handsome gabriel -
try talking to us a second time...
how far does indeed the scorn of
women flow, to the pits of tartarus
where queen sheba, queen of jealousy,
strokes medusa's serpentine hair of
serpents...
the oppression was created by women,
there is nothing manly about
putting a ******* wool bucket over
your head and pretending to be a calamity
jane ninja!
i can't even begin to think that
the islamic attire was created by men...
surely, after a few centuries,
arabs would become the new jews -
i.e. whitened, michael jacksons...
you sure enough vitamin D is being
ingested, surely they'd start to become
whiter...
like the jews did...
but now, still the same old arabs as
before...
let's face it: was coco chanel a man,
or a woman?
so why would a man give
two farts to the wind's worth of fashion?
don't ask me, i'm drinking,
and i just told you how i lost my virginity
to a drunk psychology french exchange
student,
and how i feel no guilt having lost it
drunk, and her drunk,
but the words: put a ****** on -
as being: well, that's consent, alright.
with me: i feel no lessening of meaning,
no dictate superior -
not that i can't grasp something -
or shove myself into the sky beyond
atmosphere -
it's no the universe that makes me feel
inferior, dwarfed, insignificant -
i count the bodies in a linear pattern -
plumbers, electricians,
chemists, doctors -
its this unanimous collectivism,
faked-staged as individual rights that
bugs me...
oh i'm not jealous -
but let's face it:
to speak for the entirety of humanity:
is to not speak for any humanity at all...
man's insignificance doesn't reside
in the stars, in pillars of men standing as
tall as to tickle the constellation -
it's so much more linear -
in that, the man next to me sees no stars,
sees no heaven,
but only: the next day -
and an art, or profession: that demands him
perfecting it,
solipsism is thus in the guise of
a placebo effect -
yet so few fathomable re-entry points -
to put the thought behind in a crevice
of shadows...
and are men not twice the foetuses
when compared to women?
a man's ego will forever remain
a foetus-like creature -
simply because the universe
is feminine -
in that a woman has the "burden"
of carrying through a new, beginning -
which is why a woman's ego will never
be a foetus liking -
unlike the man, who has an ego that is very
much foetal -
we contradict by compensating
metaphorically -
and somehow that leaves us
less contradictory that we might think...
a woman's ego can never take to
a foetal form, a woman is already
the carrier of the universal -
which is why so many, if not all women
"lie" - well, hide truths -
and write such terrible books,
if any...
the moment a woman writes a book
of truths, is the moment she is abhorred
by her ***...
women don't write truths -
a man will stand fully attired in his
nakedness, while a woman will stand
in a burqa -
peering, so little revealing -
the joking poker player.
man is twice the foetus to a woman -
since he emerges from one space of mystery
to another space, of even greater mystery...
a woman at least has the upper-hand
on man by incubating him for one part
of the flux...
what has man to offer by comparison?
two world's worth of two *******?
another thing,
i'd love to be included in this debate,
even though, i think so little of it -
this consensual *** gimmick -
what do you call losing your virginity at
a university house party, where both
both of you are drunk,
and she decided to go lie in your dorm room,
prior to the end of the party,
and you go back to your room,
and want to fit in with her in a single bed,
and you start kissing,
and then you begin to engage with
her in *******,
you're drunk, she's drunk,
but then she suggests in a sober fashion:
matt, put on a ******...
consensual, or not?
so you put a rubber on,
and lose it...
she's 21, you're 18...
what was non-consensual about that
sort of theatre?
could it well be, that having *** while
drunk, pivots on the crux of:
put a ****** on?
i remember testifying for a friend in
court, his phone was stolen while we were
walking,
i told him: write that number-plate down,
then in the police station i recognised
the ****** from among the 20+ mugshots,
he didn't,
while in court the ***** lawyer
showed me a picture of the "defendant" -
it was 2 years old...
so i said to him: so you're telling me,
that people these days have all made
dorian grey pacts, and don't change?
what i i told you that i could probably
don a beard in 5 years?!
the case didn't end well,
simply because my friend couldn't
identify the mugshot of the culprit -
and people might mock while i believe
in a god: for one - the universe is a stretchy
womb - and i'm twice the foetus in it...
for another reason: people haven't exactly
mastered jurisprudence -
they can be all cocky when it comes to
laws in science -
but in terms of the lesser laws -
people know as much about relativism
as einstein knew about quantum physics...
that being said: very little!
it would be hard not to make a mistake,
einstein was a physicist of the telescope,
of course he would have faltered on
the level atomist investigation -
you don't suddenly get to play with
the heavenly orbs (planets, stars) -
and then get to play with the ants
(electrons, neutrons, protons) -
knowing the big doesn't exactly imply
you'll get to know the small,
and vice versa;
and as all men are: we are twice the foetus -
women? only a foetus once -
and then the incubator of constellations -
of man's ideas and thoughts...
women are only foetuses once...
men? twice...
and there are so many secrets women
haven't, and never will tell -
no matter how much they "think"
they're written -
women will never tell the ultimate
truth... it's just simply impossible -
and with the end of life -
man is still ****-naked in eden -
while woman is dressed in a niqab -
peeking through a post-box at the world...
it wasn't muhammad's invention
to create the niqab or any muslim attire -
muhammad revealed the koran -
and the arab women "revealed" the niqab...
and then muhammad was like:
the **** is this!
and the women said:
well, if you've spoken to
the angelically-handsome gabriel -
try talking to us a second time...
how far does indeed the scorn of
women flow, to the pits of tartarus
where queen sheba, queen of jealousy,
strokes medusa's serpentine hair of
serpents...
the oppression was created by women,
there is nothing manly about
putting a ******* wool bucket over
your head and pretending to be a calamity
jane ninja!
i can't even begin to think that
the islamic attire was created by men...
surely, after a few centuries,
arabs would become the new jews -
i.e. whitened, michael jacksons...
you sure enough vitamin D is being
ingested, surely they'd start to become
whiter...
like the jews did...
but now, still the same old arabs as
before...
let's face it: was coco chanel a man,
or a woman?
so why would a man give
two farts to the wind's worth of fashion?
don't ask me, i'm drinking,
and i just told you how i lost my virginity
to a drunk psychology french exchange
student,
and how i feel no guilt having lost it
drunk, and her drunk,
but the words: put a ****** on -
as being: well, that's consent, alright.
