.                                                                              well then...
do i text her,
          do i not text
her, asking her
               whether she's
not tired (again):
                        today?
what's the emoji
      for nudge-nudge /
wink-wink?

can't find it...
              elaborate...
probably one of the few
words in English
that could be
written in Katakana:
e-la-bo-ra-te...
except... there's no L
in Japanese...
so... no...

    te-no-ko-n-da...
テノコンダ

https://tinyurl.com/5n7x35n6

i.e. wink, wink, nudge, nudge -
the psychology of emojis...

well... i think i'll just send her
an ideogram...

crap... wink is not an idea in Japanese...
therefore it's not an ideogram...
it's a sound... ergo
the Katakana: ウィンク
u-inku...

                       just my luck!

- and of all the oriental languages
i admire Japanese and Korean the most...
Vietnamese? too infiltrated
by the Latin script... Thai?

no... the genius arrived in Hangul
while the beauty of freedom and constraints
in Katakana...
but to find an ideogram for wink
i'll have to employ the dreaded
Mandarin...

瞬 - shoon...
    i.e. a noun for instant, moment...
a verb for: wink: to wink...

just aside... no wonder the Hebrew deity
never attempted to subdue
the Mandarin "hieroglyphs"...
oh sure... it did a mighty good job
at subduing the Cuneiform out of existence...

cosmopolitan messiah... Jesus!
i knew one Egyptian, Muslim who laughed
about Moses wandering a narrow stretch of
desert for 40 years...
right... that's somehow funny?
the seemingly first and the most potent
divine intervention and you wouldn't be?

so much for Islam ingesting Hey-Zeus
as some... no no... he wasn't the ultimate troll
of Hell... he wasn't the Lord of Mosquitos
with his wine and blood metaphor...
it's not like the Hebrews roamed the lands
of the Gentiles aimlessly for almost 2000 years...
and how did that end?

the Holocaust the Crucifix...
i don't actually believe the state of Israel is fit
for survival...
even the name: Israel: to struggle against god...
it's not the land of Judea...
apparently Jew is an offensive noun...
as much as ****** is a sacred word...
while the Muslims break the foundation
of: the commandment...
of taking their deity's name in vain...

i ought to bring the Qabbalah to the Ka'bah...
i ought to circle that mystical cube
one time more than the pristine Muslims
and subsequently lick a camel's ****
and spit in its eye...

if you've been walking around for almost 2000 years
without a homeland...
it's not going to last...
   i feelz itz...
      the Hebrew diaspora is too strong too entrenched
in Gentile lands...
thank god i'm not circumcised...
on those grounds i can say what
the hell i want because...
those already mutilated have rules...
but also have obedient women...

i get the idea... of the circumcision of men...
but only when coupled with subservient
women, obedient women...
personally: i too wouldn't mind:
being circumcised... but i'd need structure:
religious practices...
and subservient women obedient to me...

that's not going to happen...
cosmopolitan Messiah that took 2000 years
to have a "walk-around" Europe...
and only resurrected after the calamity
of the Holocaust...

so i did text her...

    still feeling the need to relax? i'm just about
to start painting the garden fence
     and i'm just wondering
whether i should start or
               start making "other" plans,
just let me know...

if you're in the mood to relax more than
anything... i'm currently relaxing to this:
FAUN - WAINAMOINEN...

the Hebrew deity couldn't possible unravel
the "nonsense" of Mandarin "hieroglyphs"...
squiggly squiggly of Arabic...
the **** of Latin...
who was that? Isaac? the founder of Islam?
the son of one of Abraham's concubines?!
makes sense that Islam is repulsed by
women to the extent that it has to make such
servitude of their existence...

while the alternative?
not progressive enough...
    at least for me that's: extinction of the genes...
calm... soo-soo...
           ソオ-ソオ...

         no... not ス-ス

                       although... maybe...

she must have spent the day talking to one of her
girl-friends about...
how she climaxed...
     me? ugh... thank "god" for
    2,4-dichlorobenzyl alcohol, amylmetacresol, vit. C...
i have a soar throat after performing oral ***
on her... her ***** tasted of *******...
and ******* isn't sugar...
   i hate *******... she peer-pressured me into
sniffing it but lucky me:
no effect... so... too bad on not creating a *****...

oh sure... the people in the past were complete
idiots...
that's why invented the lyre...
        that's why invented the windmill
and that's why our contemporaries invented
the pointlessness of a treadmill...
and the subsequent revisions of the smartphone...
the genius in man: of man is dying a most
ugly death...
   it's a death by delusion...
            sure... something might still be salvaged...
but first the death...
a death by delusion and a death by nostalgia...

such that i have checked the waters...
whatever her reasons are for giving herself up
to meet for pleasure...
and her subsequent retraction of the proposition...
at least now i know....
      should it be a woman outside the realm
of the profession of prostitution...
      i am the rocks at the shore of an island...
she is the sea...
                      nothing changes...
because? inspect from the "bottom" toward "up"...
then... recline and watch the plateau of woman...
no ******* mystery...

i've reached that stage in "life": an existential-crux...
to say: ******* Freud...
   i really don't care what women want...
there's either life... or there isn't...
that's what vivo per se is all about...
             some are to give...
some are to be given;

          i'm just going to drink a whiskey sharpshooter,
smoke a cigarette, put on my sunglasses...
paint my garden fence... and sigh with the deepest
of reliefs: c'est la vie; et? c'est assez.