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Jul 2018
the dream of Nebuchadnezzar...
                as interpreted by Daniel...
and the current affairs of
europe -
        my god...
                    how old is this dream,
and, rather than hidden from
the consciousness of people -
   hidden in the depths of a brushing
off... yet another:
       some people really do
find dreams to be nonsense -
   since...
       look into the world of the microscope
long enough,
  look into the world of the telescope
long enough...
   and... suddenly:
        you can't even encompass
the binding principle on the naked eye
plateau -
   as if gravity...
  in atmosphere? sure, from a zenith,
comes the nadir, from up, comes a down...
but in a vacuum?
    orbits...
i love this dual nature of gravity...
    in an abundance of "*****" *******
of binding jigsaw pieces:
  an up, and then a down...
   but in a vacuum?
                orbits...
          oddly enough...
   is there really a microscopic posit for
gravity, that...
   well...
                   you know...
looking at these interactions without
psychedelic past experiences goggles
and thinking...
                     may he, perpetuate the eternal
fascination,
   the dumb-downed effect
   for my brain to not exit via my ear
onto a frying pan?
        i'd really like that...
  coincidentally:
       is there too little colour in this world,
that you have to escape into
the unconscious concept of layering
colour, with more colour,
but still can't see the ultra-violet spectrum?
ever look at the sun long enough,
and see an ultra-violet surface?
   my god, that "thing" is not rotating,
it's having a cardiac arrests...
   it's so chaotic, hyperbole after hyperbole...
ultra-violet to the naked eye
can only be seen while looking at the sun
for long enough...
   you stop seeing a source of light...
but a titan, wrestling with itself...
   it's colour? metallic,
                      quicksilver mingling
with a shy lilac, mingling with a shy purple,
mingling with a shy indigo...
                    and a reclusive cyan...
the rest?
                what remains...
    in full bloom of a sunset, a sunrise,
or the...
      blue + red + yellow = brown
                         that is the earth...
fine... what could have been the revitalized
Rome of former Europe...
   well...
             it's not like the E.U. consists
of member states, where Rome took stand...
   not all parts of Germany were "invited"...
certainly not parts of north and north-eastern
Europe...
                      but that doesn't matter...
as long as Donald Tusk doesn't sit
in the throne room of the Belweder in Warsaw,
i'll be happy, knowing that Poland will
not the single currency...
                         (W becomes V in English)...
but it's not like:
   oh yeah... v(ee) weren't supposed
to see that coming... it was a *******
                        hangman game all along!
       still...
   my main concern is about
the surplus economy of capitalism,
which is inherent to it, a mark of Cain as it were...
how can capitalism contain
   its unhinged surplus economic structure,
by: succumbing to a le chatelier's principle?
point being:
    how can it? how can there be a balanced
counter to the surplus economy...
when usury is a holy pillar of capitalism?!
****'s sake... the sage of Idaho
was already ******* about this
in the 20th century! who?
                   ezra pound...
                you can't contain
                a surplus economy,
clinging to the holy pillar of capitalism
that is the statue of Usura (usury) -
and not export manufacturing jobs
     where (a) the raw goods are cheaper
          and (b) so is the labour...
                       usury feeds surplus -  
and surplus feeds the export of what
could obstruct import,
    of what was once both export,
               and something akin
                to organic, local farming...
mind you, only the agricultural sector
is allowed a surplus economy...
      never mind the waste...
                      all of it biodegradable -
d'uh obviously minus the packaging -
unless...
                  paper...
               at least paper is biodegradable,
cartons, you name it...
   some species of airborne termites
gulp the **** up.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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