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Oct 2017
i find that the natives, speak such an unremarkable
language of their own, that the language itself -
without persona or
        a "non grata",
once in a while: demands
a foreigner to speak it -
since the natives have become
so complacent using it -
turning a fork into a saw
sort of speak...
                a screwdriver
into a hammer...
              there are these glorious
times in the history of man,
where the natives speak
their native tongue:
so unimaginably dull -
lullaby-prone by some fiction
of their present surroundings -
the english speak the sort
of english that pakistanis acquire -
they're the insipid diatribe
           exhaustion of
the most beautifully proficient
  allocation of sound: akin
to the sparrow...
              at least the german be
stern schoolmaster akin to the crow -
but the english?
         you start losing respect
for the natives, when you speak
        better native, than the natives.
the last remains of an anglo-saxon
past remain in chemistry -
otherwise it's the optical-ease /
way out regarding the to be said:
hyphenated words -
   hydrocarbons - in english would be
hydro-carbons -
     you learn your syllable count
with chemical names:
       calciumoxychloride...
  but then there are the patriots -
        native-men-tongue
             (heimatmenschenzunge);
by the time i'm dead, i'll know the teuton
inside-out, and make sure to put him
back together: outside in.
- and yes, to reiterate,
the only "thing" about the english
being remotely saxon, is how
anti-german english has become,
optical spaghetti of the elongated
german word -
       which in english = minus the hyphen...
the english decided on less:
the german custard word scrabble -
and more on norman shrapnel -
i.e. hydro-philic          -          or hydrophilic -
   stage 1 (oxford)               stage 2 (cambridge);
and then the populace can write
a meme, a "phone number" to nowhere.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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