big ritual prayers, sacred things exposed to re
ifity, if I may affirm, knowns known here are
the unknowns in many other holy places,
the incident that quashed development on the entire
lizard fast response system, failed,
as you know,
65 million years ago, give or take certain known time
irrelevancy issues in creative spaces, those
not informed to mark times
and halftimes and seasons,
epochs and eras of discovery, ala
-- random as can be
Objects orienting occidentally in a wobbly
oomph ah we see, we breath the very river of air,
never twice, but you know
the winds return along their paths each year,
you have watched them wash away edge dwellings
every summer's end, since you first re-
member we being, not I, not it, not me, we with out
knowing we accept the knowing being,
Jiminy Cricket's Jesus Christ,
you con science and me,
who knew? Everybody knew, every Zinnfected
Bernaysian System of Citizen for Tomorrow
Program Subscriber knows, every one of them.
Very few secrets remain with in the GIN, aka
the elite schools where tomorrow's leaders are
aided and abetted by big money.
If the solution is money, we solve it, just listen, we
have a deal for you,
-- a day no child can forget, going in to that highrise,
Donald Trump was positioned for greatness,
in the Grand Eddie Bernaysian Game of
Social Emotional Mood Altering in directed responses
to meme we all carry from cultures as far form ours
as any mind has ever imagined,
C'mon, let me
enter-tain you, come into my bubble, become the
big fizz you wished you wassss some time ago,
Boardwalk Empire, c'mon, this ride,
it's better, every, the every aspect,
gits better each full binge,
chippin' don't count,
you gotta drown,
let go all un believing now and go on
involved in all around you, ---
Believe me, money has an answer for all things,
answers come in right and wrong, not
good and evil.
The ab-sense of the good sense
god gave a green apple,
is the exact same
addonanylieyoulove, tell me you know, say
come on in.
I open the door to my peace,
thus the winds we hear this time of year,
when I come here to read and rest.
Hallow'ed be thy nomenclature, naturally,
everyone in the body knows
how the body functions…
or should imagine so, nicht wahr,
Hah, wharwaru niv erse/else re-
ality of ever after having
has had pockets of turbulence,
as you would expect, if you
were the size of a gnat,
How do I appear to you? Do I exist?
Or am I forest guarded by great winds, as
witnessed by the previous generation of these gnats
who feed the lizards and birds, and perhaps bats,
whose homes include my rock,
my earthly mansion is built on an uplift in the same
series of shivers that split Yosemite,
did you never
what else happened at that
exact moment in the flow of time
I am in with you, at least as my given word,
is able to convince you.
The good guys win, even when the bad guys **** them.
The unwritten stories live in the sons last born
to the daughters of eve.
When the software is upgraded, the body obeys.
You are what you eat, man ist was man isst,
so du bist vvahss du isst
I insist AI enjoys counting coup on the spirit of confusing
Nǐ chī de jiùshì nǐ
The way has no foe, truth tells no lie, the highest minds
bow to the ***** reality that we are made from soil,
not lifeless dust of stars.
The form is not the function, some things serve joy,
for the strength joy brings to good, the way to be,
way to do, old dude, did you see
what I said?
Some old realizations remain real, the message is the same, same story,
society after society, until we realize, this is it, this is life, the guaranteed temporary ego state, during which all manner of we, the plural ego, may attempt to tell a story that does not end when the teller dies. Okeh.