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Jul 2018
/                      that "we" can even conceive
of a subjective "reality":
                              to be frank -
within the immaculate
fascination regarding things?
the last "thing" i'd expect
would be an:
                         anti-taoist!
let me ease it out of you...
               yew (play catch)....
now the oak... (silly head)...
                             and now the acorn
(woo scoth): both imply a tree...
     i have no morbid fascination
with germanic thinking...

               i am inclined
to the modes of asiatic feeling...
a heart, hidden
within the gesture of making
a bluff...
                   "squint" eye...
  and you'll just perhaps spot...
or miss...
                 an addition to an experience
of reality:
                with an oyster...

mongol: focus!
i leverage leaving a harp with you,
so that it doesn't
become a metaphor of, "the"
falling piano in a new york
                       "redemption"...

                     death by presumption, eh?

an allowance of a "world"
        should only allow finite gestures
for a "world" to actually exist...
transcendental...
     trans-temporal objectives?!
             even in the confined
mono-spatial
                concern for a: "world"?
              complete the cure
                       dis-,
i.e. embodiment...

                               just shy "off":
                            integration.
metaphor
becomes less an image...

      and misnomer becomes
more the vocabulary...

    of expecting b & w...
                      (no,
                not ******* and wanking
"zeppelin" manoeuvres)...

             just any day...
but more invited to experiencing
a wintry sunday in
                                 tokyo...    
prior to the celebrated
    bloom of
                               cherry trees...  

then i'll live content...
having lived a thousand lives...
but only died by the bitterness
of merely one of them...

       and to the grave
with no epitaph:
         i would...
                   bring my own dust...

       for then no god,
no interpolation of freedom,
no night...
           and no comforting
into a settling of...
   curse the winds!
                          a wonderful
argument
   of / for reminder...
                 counter:
                         the VI or IV in vivo!

            vitriol!
              and vivacious originates
                from the wrong... prefix of 4?

                nearing the 8th billion:
we can all understand to be
                                        diffusive, yes?
ah...
              the attention seeking,
supposedly, "lagging behind", yes?
            
        the holocaust victims
were entertained by
         die Nürnberger prozesse
(definite article in the instance
of but one definite example...
so much for using german)...

          so what's the "problem"?
  jew not jew enough to be compensated
by a german?!
      polacks weren't compensated
by germans...
                            huh?!
   the americans didn't exactly
               pay the ****. for dropping
the atom bomb...
     paranoid schizoids
   "minding" that other nations
don't drop the nuke:
like the good attention-deficit-disorder
laugh of a.d.h.d. wanks (yanks)
that they are don't
make a...
          awry footing in
               a military presentation march...
no!
             you have this much grounding
within the confines of expediency!
afterwards?!
                fair play.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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