let's just say that when the rhythm is good,
and you end up catching yourself
with a pen in one hand (between the index
and *******) and the other minding
the rhythm also... a mild sūdokú puzzle
can be a breeze... notably?
    while listening to helena beat
by foster the peopke (which seems to have
a slight accent of gun's song word up.

rewinded the **** song three times,
and ****! the *sūdokú puzzle almost solved
itself...

  never mind that, i already am familiar
with me signing each puzzle, by inserting
the last four numbers, replaced by
greek letters...

   this is the chaotic approach to the linear
projection...
   of? gematria... and i think the hebryes
made a mistake, acquiring this
assyro-babylonian-greek system...
   i think they did the wrong thing,
to me? it's a load of *******...
   might as well solve a sūdokú puzzle,
or do the crossword...
                    it's a bit like saying:
moses and the golden calf:
   the **** have you adopted? what you doing?
you turned authentic prophetic insight
into: a ******* lottery!
              i should know: i'm not playing
this cheap game of ascribing letters numbers
and nullifying the meaning of words
already lost to modern slang...
                the hebryes should be ashamed
of themselves, having lost their way with
due cause by the assyrian, babylonian and greek
"system"...
      it's almost as problematic as iconoclasm...
the hebryes have become iconoclasts of words!
away with your incorporating gematria!
away with you!
          by god, i'll topple this bollocking waste
of language like blinded samson toppled
the temple!
                   you play your little lingo lottery
elsewhere...
         you wasted a decent understanding
of language, and made a golden calf of it...
useless!
            don't you dare to play this gematria
game any time soon...
   learn to gamble... using pennies to
make bets... don't you ******* gamble with
language as you have...
   or instead of hebryes i'll start calling
them philistines of language.

       so i finish my sūdokú puzzles with
inserting the four last blanks with greek letters...
you know what that showed me?
   the rigid learning of the alphabet...
why the said order?
   why not the order that suddenly pops into
your mind,
     namely: it doesn't begin with a, b, c
ending with x, y, z...
        it doesn't have to, personally? if you
remember all of the 26 letters of the latin script:
you're good to go...
    me? i'm still trying to burn an effigy of
the greek alphabet into my head...
   problem is: i've forgotten two letters
(cf. plato's theaetetus, i.e. SO) -
  
but this is how remembered the 22 / 24 of the letters...
oh look, what a lovely ratio...
   0.91666666666666666666666666666666...

well... i could only remember some letters
in their CAPITAL form...
  
  and this is how:

α   β    π   ρ    ω    η     o
         λ   μ   υ   ν    Σ   Γ   χ
             φ    ψ   ε    Ξ    ξ.....

wait a minute...                Ξ = ξ...

     how did i miss iota (ι)?
i admit, it was a rushed experiment of memory...
and this was the first attempt,
   i can't forgive myself for forgetting ι...

point being... the two letters missing?
     Z (zeta) & θ (theta) -
            
                                tiz zee twooth;

then again, i was writing this down
   on a newspaper supplement,
   with a woman showing off her flat stomach
and tensed neckline...
    
            ****... the ration becomes
simpler, just another 0.875...

    but the jews should have never disgraced
themselves playing with gematria...
    prophecy is not a lottery, you can't gamble
with or disgrace words as
                 the assyrians, babylonians
or greeks did...

                 take that little ****-storm of
a game, and feed it to a sūdokú puzzle,
minding the four letters missing,
and for god's sake, pay the due homage
to god's signature on this world...
    
  coming from someone writing in latin text...
you ought to know
   what these past twenty centuries have been
like.

weird...

   i thought that...

civil war happened
in countries
that subsequently
grew stronger...

and that...
it happened...

            only once...

no... ahem, mmm...
hmm...
    no... this current diatribe
of exporting american
politics,
to us, pwoo europeans?

what...
i'm not a sub-species
sub-class of
a, "people"
with what this...
outer-****
suburbia dictates
     me as being?

yeah, i also thought up
a tagline...
   buy toilet rolls,
forget reading newspapers...
how's that?

god forbid i ever make
a youtube
video...
   no...  no...
             better chance
in Dante's hell,
finding me,
fiddling with chop-sticks
and counting rice...

i've never heard
of a country,
that entertained
two civil wars...

      nope...

              for a country
to entertain two civil
wars would
be the equivalent of...
Lazarus...
the first... Lazarus... nation...
  
no... mate...
          no...

   prove me wrong thought...
you know,
me, ol',
zombie...
  t.v. ingest "thing"...
               show me...
ah...
                    where's that
beanie kid giving us
relations from Sweden's
     malmö...
        strapped into a yellow-vest
in Paris?
                  oh...
blank...
                not 'ere...
    started reading "journalistic"
entries on news websites...
  big bro...
              big enough to
              shy and shudder... bro...

the h'american export
of news...
the mt. sinai of nations
inter-relations poise,
with me,
back in,
whittle ol' england...

  your, ahem, civil war narrative?
come a second time?

           you even know
how peopke describe napoleon
in some parts of the world?

why didn't napoleon
ever **** someone?
no one gave him a gun...

  that's from Poland...
so...
     what am i to entertain from
h'america beside...
the slow rot of the war
incubated by economics,
in retreat,
what, with everything being
reduced to: made in china...

   h'american... what?
culture?
     open paedophilia?
h'america... what?
                         no single nation
in this world has ever entertained
two civil wars...
        fake news comes
against
the alt. media commentators...
  fake what? gerbil?
   oh... i'm not being paid...
  passionate pursuit...
    
              one gay "fwend" of mine
said:
            no country rose
to its global standard of owning
feet,
     without having entertained
a civil war...
come on...
two civil wars?
who's, stupid, enough...
       there's no ideological
competition,
you're obviously going
to implode!

   yeah, that's how a noumenon /
per se works...
  you're confused!
you're vibrating an answer...
a metaphysical drift...
when replying to: nothing!
you're filling the void,
and that's it!

         well i know it's hard
being associated to the stature
of a meal...
    depends which
end of the meal
the oyster feasts on...
   does it begin with the feet,
or the head?
  how conscious do you want
to be, to a life,
that only serves itself
for the non-pursuit,
of the exalted status
                         of death?

no people ever experienced
two civil wars in
their history...
      
          unless i am listening
to the cognitive exodus of
h'america....
   to the rest of the world...
      o.k.... sure...
entertain me...
  have your, 2nd gob-****
morbid fake of a war
                to...
    somehow...
         oh... right...
           you defeated your
ideological competitor...
            so...
                         strapped, back
to the moon, are we?