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i don't give a ****: telling the difference between a ******* kite and a seagull counting: a flying ****... over-celebration of Shakespeare is like a brushing blow on realism... given that crows remain just... now is the time to tell the theatre: no second Shapespeare: is ever going to, come... a Jesus in the second making: and how many sons of the sun and Muhammad included: befell the allure of the sun: without the happy-inquisitiveness of the moon and stars?!

poetry: oh to will this gesture: words that
abide by something pseudo-journalistic
and quasi- so...
memorable: that quote...
from an ancient Greek... typical of a man
who marries a younger woman...
i think of stations and i think that:
if i lived near a train station:
i'd make a fine, fine: train-spotter...
seems these days you need tiers and hierarchy...
but this is not a Platonic bombast
of dialogue, rigid beyond:
nor is this the Greeks and the Trojan Horse
of the New Testament either...

paradox... paradox... Pandora...
Paradox is the son of Pandora...
somehow: just rearranging the letters
gives me insight...
for the P and the A and D...
N and X: Nix... rest assured:
i will not be glorified with stately affairs
equivalent to Shakespeare:
or Newton:
i'm not of this land, this breath:
this historicity:
i'm elsewhere...

and Polynesia is no escape plan:
me migrating to Kauai is not an escape plan:
it's a plan of belonging with someone...
as...
someone... "wise"... in journalism:
we have philosophers(?!)
once said...

never marry a female you make an altar
of a body to ******* to...
oh... clean and clarifying: fancy...
but that's the only way to fathom
the undisputed contests of the sexes...
i am with someone
who cured me of any if any
pornographic addiction
from the age of 8 before i was able
to generate ***** before
***** there was only a knee **** reaction
of a muscular stimulus...

besides the point... what Socrates said:
find a good wife: and you'll be happy...
but but... but find a terrible wife:
and you'll become... a.. marble invocation:
a... PHILOSOPHER...
so philosophers get the wives
while poets get their flings?!

   "paradox" implies... misnomer...
and... and... metaphor...
is it paradoxical that i suggest:
that ugliest son-of-Hera-and-satyr
will tell me
how philosophy devolved
given Shoppenhauer and Nietzsche:
the pigeon was given a
pen: did it stop the pigeon from
flapping its wings and given to flight
reassure us that some
poor ******* will remain caged
in the monstrosity of expected reality?
my coworker is just that:
a Popeye *******...
         Scott this... Scott that...

interlude of dreams:
rather than the interpretation of them:
i'm curious about the vantage point
of having dreams without the luxury
of having to interpret them...

two nights ago i was a Merman...
literally... in dream: that's literally:
i saw what i saw and i was a Merman:
Hail Polynesia...
what was once earth that became sea
and what is now earth: so be it...
Mongolian empire my ******* ***...

i asked: no one... anyone: in particular:
and the Soviets were less inclined
than the Mongols?!
so is "paradox" a misnomer or
a metaphor?
the dust settles... the ashes fathom...:
i am more beast than man
and then more abstract of man
with the ultimatum of nothing to behold...

philosophy of bachelors...
Nietzsche and all the rot that brought Germany
into this xenophobic 21st century of Europe:
i have Russians to thank for the positivity
of stigma on the:
******* basis on language usage:

SZMOTOPLUCHY!
cotton clad and camel jockeys...
people really do... underestimate
their shoreline racism
when i am waves upon waves
of uproar...
i see the fates stumble within the grasp
of the the waves and tides
by: designation of the moon's whims
but then people around me:
freeze: like pawns...

i move what i want to be moved:
reality is a whim and not...
find a wife and be happy:
find a wife and not be happy:
but there was always the testimony of,
actually having a wife...
but the German Bachelor philosophy muddled
affairs of crucifying love and calling
it: all the improper names:
justice... Nemesis...

                 not all men these days
will be equipped with wives
and... and even then:
how many would burrow in the **** foliage
to find or seek Eden
in that furr of **** worship...

sooner the delete: butts: on on...
i just sent her a message:
you rub your **** and ***
all over my face: let's reinvent butter...
why?         oh why why...
because i ******* said so!

to philosophize is to learn:
to be poetically: abrupt...
           spontaneously ooh! ah!
                         like a magic trick without
any magic!          ooh! ah!
i sigh the little sigh...
then...
                   sigh no more.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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