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Mar 2018
people still do not agree
upon an authenticity
of actual sleep,
              grave-unconscious,
   it's always argued
that there must be
some *******,
phantasmagorical element
                 added to it...
unto deaf ears: a deaf tongue,
and eyes as coals brimming
with sulphur smoke
once alight...
          i feel pity
for those who waste this
sedative liquor and tell others:
but these anti-depressants
would do you good for
20 odd years,
     like this one 16 year old
who's now 40 and a t.v. celeb...
ooh hoo hoo...
             this is just down
my alley...
              now everyone's
a ******* hercules...
  but we all know what
happened to hercules, don't we?
murdered his children,
hell knows about his wife...
there are either
(a) too many myths
  or the lost chasms of time
or
   (b) 24h news reels
that are the counter-efforts
of the pioneers
                 who said the world
wasn't round...
        n.e.w.s. ditto-heads
are flat-earthers...
give 'em a satellite navigation
system
and they'll drive into a lake...
no point stressing fee-dee (3D)
if ya can't read tee-dee (2D)...
         savvy?
                          why can't
people appreciate genuine rest...
  grave-unconscious,
and not with fair ground...
             how i pity the latter's
demands to "rest" assured...
no orbit, no flat or no flat earth
actually matters
      on a "flat" earth,
when you can't even read
a ******* map!
             no A through to B vector
bound to be found in your little
canary brains?
                                   none?!
let me draw you a *******
mahican...
   and let's hope you spot
a giraffe among welsh sheep!
       the globe has become
a box, that few people get a chance
to think outside of...
        i can't believe i live in times
when all i have to say is that,
some people are dumb...
           that's not even right
                          to pet a goldfish...
           i honestly question
"evolving" sometimes...
                 if i had the torso
of a gorilla, and the craze of a chimp,
why would i "need" to evolve?!
             what would be the point
if i'd rather be left wrestling
with a tiger for scraps of
           a meat?
              genesis similis doesn't
make any sense to me,
maybe that's why i'm not
a native english speaker
(as the french psychologist said);
because darwinism?
  outside of the anglophone world?
all most people would say:
eh, man, ape, lion,
            dentist,
                   there's still a point
of hanging a trophy shared by all
these examples.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
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