(Author note: shortline prose to lengthen the attention span framed on tracks set in a Mobius [one-side, one edge 3-d object]
intra-psychic loop of unknown origin and read aloud at https://anchor.fm/ken-pepiton/episodes/The-apprentice-is-a-constellation-e2ingh ) Begin agin
The Apprentice is now a Constellation
The announcement was made when scientists of social normality said they saw in
Mickey Mouse's role as The Magician's Apprentice in the
Fantasia Eschered vision that ushered in
images of shift in medium media
message-ification, from angels to
a Disney-ification of
a Medici idea
emerging
from the TV generation's
paradigmatic bubble of re-alification…
the TV generation, the old farts in 2018,
those whose bubbles sitcoms evolved in,
the watchers saw the makings of a great game
manifested in the game fame of the idea named Trump
yew, stink. Can't trump the ***** in hearts,
I think I recall, while Zorro's dumb butler
began to signify, in black and white
Aaaiiiii, karuhmba,
clean sweep,
one roll,
I won.
the mother-facter, whoa, who has that idea who did not
need the thought taught thinkable,
though it is not thinkable
in my bubble,
let me make
straight that which he has twisted,
magic
magi untie knots they saw tied,
mythic youthful generals cut them,
nullifying the bond, not the entanglement
Positive Quarkish humans are as rare as rare,
imagine all possible vectors in a void
from a singularity ified known
science, the magic tecnique
Macht frei, macht mehr, macht mir
repel-ant act patient, patience, do your thing
signal, antennae agent attending, watcher watching
motive force, my *** is not macht!
unprocessed information
untaken action
unstored
owe owe owe shame shame shame blame blame
pre cosmogonic potential
on the level of
me and you.
wadoo-wedo? It's Xmessage time
now, abrupt. Good news
from a far country
hope lost must
now be
sought,
Otherwise, Christmas is okeh, just not Jesus.
The season, then Jesus, okeh?
Wisemen still seek…
Who said otherwise? Fantasy enforces the wish.
I wish it were that we fit
here we do (on earth as)
true, rest a while and listen to your self if that's
the best listener you have found.
Talk to your self, make him your friend or her,
your choice,
really. You make enemies on accident,
but friends, fruitful friendships,
cost sweat and ef
effort effect
fortiffect, effortion and effection
for true fruct ification
affective prayer does act as if fervent
right, alte rechte,
right used you,
all to know
the
signal.
Receive it, reread what you said you knew,
stand by every word yet idle,
and act as if you know
no lie possible
new is yet
not new,
old.
New is not imperfection?
Unfinished is not finished wrong.
A work of love is enthrallment only if the love
is mere imagery locked
in literate minds, to
Rome and its feet of iron marred with clay,
fused with clay, hero myths
etched in soft clay, made
great literature of mortality,
posing in prophecy as poet praises paid to Jah.
Tenured enthrallment in literate minds
un-exposed to the Disney ifications,
the normalizing, reversion
to the mean not
meant in the words the way the stories were told,
in the olden days. On tongues of fire.
That is true, new forever is
forever new, no one we know knows when forever began,
but before now. We know that now.
We explored that realm and realized this one
based on the AI consortium consensus of your most
heartfelt if-only desires
recorded at every
if/then gate
you jumped.
This is it, the best you could imagine being truly happy doing,
with the *** of peace,
roll the rock to this point, Sisyphus,
no further was a given
after a time,
at this point
here,
then time is un imaginable nullift, NULL-if I'd-known
one more time, living water
bubbling from my belly as
the rock rolls over
the fool who risks belief in living water
seeping from mommy's belly,
like the papless platypus,
who died at the weir
and sent that final message
Good news. Life rolls on. 166 million years for the Platypi.
At a certain point, there is no sense in pushing,
he steps aside and takes his bow
in the shadow.
Timeless imagine that, with **** in the NULL state.
You can imagine it,
but only there,
here **** is a thought thought mistaken by mortals.
Misbought, is better said, a thought mis thought
is bought with attention paid
to truth, found hidden
under standing idle word monstrosities at the
foundation of the current
wizard class
the stone the builders rejected, that
smashed the feet of clay and iron,
the rusted muddy iron feet.
All we do is watch.
seeing changes everything seen, thus
The saying is true, beauty is in the seer not the seen.
Earlier on the Sisyphus Happy channel
https://anchor.fm/ken-pepiton/episodes/The-apprentice-is-a-constellation-e2ingh read aloud