I'm not sleepy, and there ai
n't no place
I'm going to, this is it now, … then I come again, return,
interrupting my self with crosscurrents,
these are those
riptides in opposing forces shifting
enemies
to good fellow earthling survivors, spinning in the system,
pole to pole and back
never the same river twice,
but always the pattern,
meandering,
serpentine, path of least resisting
we know we are of the samesame value,
goodwise. truewise freemade with a will
to live in happy, the state of mind,
ever after all of that…
from now on
whatever ever changes, we are
in the mix,
this is id est time-ated, tict to
silent breathing commas,
in our mutual mind space
aloud
at any given instant
or moment, moment
works instant in season
out of season,
how did you make sense of that?
This way, right.
I knew at the moment then it was past,
this is ever after, never the same,
fluid-ity enticed to artifice interfaces,
knows to gnose, epistemic tehkne
sci-psy-psi
with use, knowing takes on a second nature,
less guessing, let the cloud calculate the tip, wait
what is this tip, this social debt, I owe the server?
Stupid question, certain
impulses
urge me to declare, look it up, but you know,
if you were the server,
you know…
if you were the aimer,
you know,
if you were the trigger, you wait
to be the joke that starts the whole world laughing.
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Survival of the we-ity bits of wits,
was we an effort
to imagine?
We, the idea. Who imagined that?
I could not form an image,
imagine, yes
form, in form fit an
i-dea
ology ****, where did she come from,
wait, is she the mother of all living?
who told this story, after whatever
resulted in now,
when we know, we all are related,
matrilineally,
mom-wise,
...?
if we were to reason, for a moment,
of the expansive sort, see
without the knack for vision my
people
perish. So seeing eyes and hearing ears,
goodsense forethought, backup
senses
great ideas in the ongoing perfection
of ever after,
post Disney ification of the servant corp,
and creds to Berners-Lee and the CERN
concern for how ideas may
evolve from necessity inventing
Frank Zappa in time to fix Romania's budget.
Could not sleep, no need. Hmm, a quire of foolscap, and endless ink, ...
