the ****** obvious, or what's a cascade, otherwise the: standing stark naked - which really depends on whether done during the night, or during the day... it's still a matter for cognitive exhibitionism: albeit there is no argument for this behaviour when the "right" doesn't agree to heave out a pointer in the dimension of marxism: as, there is a social darwinism; easy to cascade down images of marx, lenin, stalin... but who's to market the off-shoot genesis darwin? - how did i come to write poetry? i could never believe in the "claustrophobia" of a paragraphed narrative... and funny that... for all the phobias that exist in reality but with no "abstract" extension... there's but one irrational love... fear of spiders, fear of congested spaces, but only one -philia... a ******* rainbow of phobias, but a spear-head's worth of "love"... i've felt better caressed by a winter wind than a woman's hand... with that expression, what is "necessarily" objective equivalent? i've felt a winter wind caress me better than a woman's hand... maybe due to the fact that a nurse in a hospital tried to **** me from what i heard via screaming with a hernia and a port-wine stain... or what's the revision of cain's... mark. it's still a rainbow of phobias, a whole ******* dictionary of artefacts, but only one irrationality on the opposite side of the spectrum... mind you: given the cosmopolitan attitude of encompassing all of humanity, at all times in all spaces... that's ****** impressive... a woman can be allowed an exponential number of phobias, while a man is "allowed" but one antithesis of phobia... even in baseball you get three strikes. i have to call for mythology to make sense of this, unlike the graeae (sisters)... it's the case of the Siamese: phobie & philias... and let the modern man keep his washington d.c. obelisk, his emoji and hieroglyphs.