"macron" poems
/ innocent until prōven guilty,
contra guilty until
prōven innocent...
ah!
so the minority report?
guilty, while innocent,
based upon a premonition?
hindsight with a zodiac
type of interpretation...
innocent until prōven guilty
has no superiority
in practice over the continental
guilty until prōven innocent...
no... because the principle invokes
presuppositions,
of suppositions...
treating the two as propositions -
or rather... "verbs" inacted...
innocent until prōven guilty -
then no understanding of freedom,
at least guilty until prōven innocent
allows understanding
restraint, however unfair,
with 18 years lost...
and then the tears of relief!
Tomasz Komenda...
an "espionage" case of staging
empathy...
en masse...
an innocent man walks away
from falsely imposed justice measures...
a redemption...
a count de monte cristo
allowance...
but in reverse?
the evil man walks free...
succumbing to old age,
and dementia, a pontius pilate pardon...
there is no redemption aspect
of the saxon course of applying jurisprudence...
the... innocent, until prōven guilty,
contra: guilty until prōven innocent
schizophrenia?
the latter overshadows
the former...
because we're not babies...
at least with the latter:
there's a redemption exegesis -
but with the former?
bitter-sweet tears within
the confines, of an example akin
to jimmy savile...
guilty until prōven innocent
has much more authentic emotional
content, with a redemption narrative...
innocent until prōven guilty
has? not much,
just a grave,
and the stunted emotional expression,
what ought to be flowers
within the heart,
instead: fungus, growing in the dark...
and thus... translating
to other hearts:
let's allow this chemo-phobia
chemo-philia experiment
be left intact in its the momentum...
honestly... the study of law -
is probably the ********* game
in the allowance of games of
adulthood... one tier above gambling.
p.s.
because you know there's proof:
and that the past-participle
thrown into a future, does require
an omega rather than an omicron...
not an oh, but an ooh...
hence? reign from above,
on the omicron, with a macron (ō).
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 12:34 PM UTC
A Parody
Brigitte my love
Our Country suffers of many debts
The people are restless
Whatever shall we do love?
Ah Macron, we must think past the cookies
The solutions are complex, answers evasive
Let me speak with Marie Antoinette, she shall know!
Queen of Navarre, By god we shall be saved!
Marie, Marie Antoinette our people are restless
Our republic is in debt. these are crazy times!
Whatever shall we do?
I am fed up, allons-y
Ah fear not, if they have not bread!
Let them eat Nutella!
Lower the prices
Nutella for the masses!!!
Marie, are you sure? very very sure of such things?
Oui oui, on with it, my father was emperor of Rome
Nutella will calm the masses
Come here Nemo. taste, see even Nemo is tres happy now!
And so France lowered the prices of Nutella
Thus began the nouveau French Revolution
Riots in the streets, brawling in the magasins
The uprising has began, we want our Nutella for free
The masses rose
Nutella for all, Nutella for sans prix
We are all somewhat fou for Nutella you see!
And so the masses fought each other for Nutella's liberty
Nutella one and Nut Ella all!
I swear to your Brigette
We should have given them Macarons!!!
People remain civilized with cafe and cookies! n'est pas?
Emmanuel my love, fret not
The revolution shall be quelled
Qh I have the perfect person for this
He shall restore order to our dear republic
Prey tell Brigette? Who could do such a thing now
Riots everywhere, the masses fight each other daily?
The streets are not safe
There is a shortages of Nutella now, we are doomed cheri
Non non mon amour, I shall call Alizee
She shall sing us out of the terrible mess
She is the mistress of Doug McMillion
This man can save us all!!
Brigitte, who is this man you call Doug?
Why Emmanuel he is the president of Walmart
He has squashed many Black Fridays rebellions
He shall save us all!!!!!!
From these unruly unsavory Nutella shoppers!!!!!
Vive la France!
Vive Alizee
Mange ton macaroon mon cheri
C'est ton droit et ta liberté
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 1:18 AM UTC
the beauty of english nakedness, look at it for long enough
and you get to retract or at least crab-walk east
into the pincer plateaus of the frozen tundras and see
again, proustain afresh in the cork-lined room:
what bothered me was the acute stress on the faroese a -
english really is a blank canvas: or a complex canvas with
many unique distinctions of individual words - perhaps
the dementia crisis in english-speaking societies -
also why the accent diversity between all those who come
to learn it, and those who live in the zeitreich
of the absteigen sonne - but theories are theories.
so back to the blank canvas, which allows so see
the dynamics, although as i said, the acute faroese a
(acute, because derived from the latin verb of needlework /
puncture) - ~etymology (approx. because not
related to words but phonetic units, i.e. letters)
thus reveals that the latin accents died, truth tooth
of the phrase latin is a dead tongue - but not as dead
as when you see remnants of the transformation,
in that certain latin activities (verbs) spawned the stressing
revisions on letters to appropriate the nordic and germanic
slavic, *** and celt into its ***** acute to puncture -
like the polish acute o (ó), meaning to puncture the o
and make a U sound, although when otherwise acute is
needed, but the geometry is less obvious it means not to stress,
but sharpen, cut-short, exfoliate into a range of onomatopoeic
comparisons: sneeze - wheezing - high pitch flute -
play the clarinet - pincer the tongue - pliers -
god knows what instrument i'm really playing: ć, ń, ś, ź -
cut the letters from cen nan sap zed into the uniqueness
of the actual first letter, go into roman do re mi fa so la
****** musicology) rather than greek omega omicron
alpha beta. so this acute faroese a, what bothered me
was the suffix -áp... the p you see, if the accent dynamic
was to end with a german umlaut -äp or with a
māori macron -āp... i would have said the p...
rather than ending with a b.
*"heimlich" tongue-numbing d.
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 9:06 AM UTC
i love my life, i can describe it, ok, ok
encapsulate it in one word...
FREE-FALL
or BUNGEE!
(see what i mean
about not using diacritical insignia,
bungee v. bunji - ji like genie, oh ****
i.e. oh gee... jive in 5...
steps... is this
a taste of alkali metals dipped into water?!
it better be! never seen a rust instrument in
an orchestra - seen a brass, but never a rust instrument.
Bowie's Jeans Genie - glue, jaded and jotted down
gluttonous - but oh gee and j, glee and Cabaret (or
Caba ray, hey, w'ah hey! Cabaré! olé! sound-eater
octopus that é is... say e, go on, say it!)
now we're talking perfectó muddles and ukuleles
(ó meaning shoved away, salute, missing H...
not a parabola this time... i.e. per-fect-oh!
the little scalpel hovering over the circle
is intended as an exclamation mark...
you're going to have to shout it!
including the silent H... the day when
diacritical marks are given equal status with
punctuation marks - the word as sentence in equality
given its punctuated status of acknowledged syllables,
diacritical marks, slits, cutting ins,
and when that day comes, i will not be here;
so when will umlaut become a colon (:),
and macron a hyphen (-)?
it's called painting on a blank canvas for the time being:
working on the skeleton, fashion, addressing
the lack of tailored attire.
May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 12:18 PM UTC
Boris likes to stroke his Mogg
Merkel loves a hot Macron
David Davis hates to Barnier
Keir Starmer gels with Garnier
May adores her slimy Gove
While Corbyn woos the Abbott
Liz Truss? Such angry sourpuss
Herself to champion loudly fuss
And Greening's not for leaning
Against the Brexit so opposed
Sajid wants a blimp of Trump
Which has given Donald the ****
Whilst in the gilt historic chair
We’ve a bent partisanal ******
Cash grabbing John the squeaker
Bercow! How in hell are you still Speaker?
Now when speaking of selfish greed
Travel. Duck houses. Second homes, and such
Let’s remember; as not to would be unfair
That glib arrogant war-monger; Blair
I’ve had enough of all of them
The Blunts. The Hunts. The useless…
Pieces of flotsam and jetsom
Don’t even start me on Leadsom!
©pofacedpoetry (Billy Reynard-Bowness 2018 – All rights reserved)
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
*whatever we speak, it's hardly going to
be spoken of.*
which means two kettles...
mind you: target practise
or as i mind
the 2.4
of said: superman
in Iowa...
do i care to mind?
well, **** me!
they verse in acronym
i.n.d.i.a. & c.h.i.n.a.
akin to a billion...
i'm tongue tied and heaving,
das bōt...
this doesn't help the aesthetic...
with prolonging dies
the excess o...
kaiser schweizer min took!
whatever that means,
they say funny accents in ****
to **** a thought of a zeppelin...
yhwh: or the hollowing-out,
awaiting the god to lift us out...
Pythagorean umlaut
into a macron joinery...
depending on your aesthetic...
Kreisler schisser...
twins anti avid,
interchange s and z...
Charlotte
and sharpening, shearing and cheering,
and so many excuses...
the chard and the sh and the charcoal
and the shattering of, of the chatter:
cheap and sharp
or the acute variations of śarp & ćeap...
or what the first H represents:
an upper punctuation marking,
above the letter,
Y or gamma γ vs. Υ (upsilon)
in latter phrasing comma...
or what's pinpointed with Y
and what's later replicated in trigonometric W
of sine and cosine, as is Y the tan divergence...
excesses bound to later and latter...
how to differentiate? the lay'ter
from the latté of not mopping up the surd
h and the vocalised h that's asphyxiating
within catching breath asthmatic?
people forgot punctuation
in the same way they forgot diacritical markings
but at least they got a pretty picture
and dyslexia, and iconoclasm, and
modern illiteracy;
as said modern conspiracy theory:
far **** away from 1990s cartoon network...
everything you just said: doesn't
prop a need for me to buy things;
which is why, i guess, you need
a drugs trade that's the alternative
of consumerism.
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
My dad was on Omaha Beach but he
didn’t talk much about it so now
I’m going to take the rest of the day
to tell you all that he didn’t much talk about
we broke the Enigma code yeah we did
you can always tell a real veteran by
his thousand-yard stare, yessir, I know stuff
we kicked the Germans’ butts but he didn’t talk
much about it if not for us the French
would be speaking German yeah man yeah
when I was in graduate school but he
didn’t talk much about it we saved the world
when I was in graduate school when I
saw Patton those liberals in academia
he had this thousand-yard stare them snowflakes
wouldn’t hit Omaha Beach now they’d be browning
their pants when I was in graduate school
but he didn’t talk much about it yeah
that M-1 was the best battle implement
ever devised I got me one and boy
it’s got some serious stopping power yessir
I just love to go out to the range and pop some caps
with that bad boy the French are cheese-eating
surrender monkeys we can’t depend on the Italians
but he didn’t talk much about it when I
was in graduate school thousand-yard stare
my dad was there he didn’t talk much about it
here is a youtube about it if only
those snowflakes would watch Patton they’d learn something
left-wing academia he didn’t talk much about it
when I was in graduate school yeah man
I seen it on Band of Brothers liberal elites
Macron Macron Macron first front second front
‘cause I know stuff I got a whole liberry
but he didn’t talk much about it if not
for us yeah you’d all be speaking German
we saved France’s **** when DeGaulle told us
he wanted all American soldiers out of France
we asked him if that included the thousands
of American soldiers in French cemeteries
and that sure shut him up ha ha ha
bet you never heard that before and then
there was these old veterans at the airport
and this Frenchy asked them for their passports
and this old man had to look for his
and this Frenchy asked this veteran if he
had been in France before and this veteran
said he had and then this Frenchy he said
then you know you need to have your passport
ready and this here old veteran said that he
was at Normandy and there wasn’t no Frenchies
to give it to and you could hear a pin drop
ha ha I bet you never heard that one before
When I was in graduate school when I
was on my gap year but he didn’t talk much about it
snowflake liberal elites in academia
I love me my AK-47 that son
spits out some serious lead but he didn’t
talk much about it…
Me? Like, I had this deferment, my feet,
but I know all about it ‘cause I watch John Wayne
and my dad was in it so I guess he ought to know
and he was in a real war; you were only in
like you know them A-rabs and stuff…
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 4:05 PM UTC
i wasn't satisfied with the cartesian
cogito ergo sum...
it's not that i couldn't stomach it,
it was just: not enough?
people claim that maxim to be the source
of all subjectivity,
and there's nothing objective about
it.
all this modern talk of subject vs. object,
i had to employ a θήσαύρύς.
i needed a square... a solomon's star,
two squares encompassed against each other,
nothing akin to the star of david...
i mean solomon's star, of two squares
imposed on each other, layered
so you get an oκτάγωνον oktágōnon
oh **** a macron over an omicron = an omega!
oh k'tah goo non...
wait wait... i was going to write something
concrete, and yes, it was based on solomon's star...
6 things -
cogito sum
subjectivity objectivity king david (6)
reflexive reflective
thinking = subjectivity = the reflective
thinking = subjectivity = the reflexive
thinking = objectivity = the reflective
thinking = objectivity = the reflexive king solomon (8)
being = subjectivity = the reflective
being = subjectivity = the reflexive
being = objectivity = the reflective
being = objectivity = the reflexive
(alt. given the atheistic scissors of definite / indefinite articles
of the / a a reflex, a reflection)
what this means is, what's generally thought of as
the tetragrammaton, but it's not four letters,
it's the interpolation of the four main faculties,
that are now seen as tripling up, or call them: cubed;
a lament configuration representation.
thinking is subjective in that it is also reflective
(the narcissus bias)
thinking is subjective in that it is also reflexive
(i need a shave)
thinking is objective in that it is also reflective
(i am ageing)
thinking is objective in that it is also reflexive
(i'll just stop looking into a mirror)...
dear apologies for the geometry of the arrangement
of words, i know you'd love to see a tartan pattern
of interchange, but this **** seems rigid, in the way
that i wrote it... i couldn't find a way to write a b a b
as stated, it only came out as a a b b,
or a b c a b c rather a a b b c c.
but do you see what is even more fascinating than numbers?
the arithmetic symbols... arithmetic symbols
are very much akin to diacritical symbols...
i write an over-simplification of a concept using =,
and then all these conjunctional words pop up!
and yes, in terms of citing heidegger as opposed to
descartes there's a great disparity between
being and i am -
self-evident, being = the sum, a total, Σ,
while i am? it's a unitary representation of the total (sum / sigma)
of the possible mode of being -
it's also called ego interference / pronoun inteference
in the conceptualisation of the cascade that's ergo
into the basin that's dasein.
what philosophy call metaphysics?
linguistics call orthography...
what chemists call para- positioning on
a benzene ring;
or what non-chemists call the paranormal.
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 1:31 PM UTC
-President Macron
Your privacy is guaranteed
There’s nothing to see here, nothing
He died while trying to escape
Now, then, this might sting a little
Winning the hearts and minds of the people
A light at the end of the tunnel
Lose weight without diet or exercise
We will never sell your information
Uploaded unintentionally
Oh, sure, I’ll pay you back next week
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 4:20 PM UTC
french garçon - son - ç / s / ς.
and i let the wind turn the page, while
i held onto the last word, i let the wind
turn the page had it not have been held like
a woman in a marriage, and indeed the
wind flipped the page - yes, the perfumery of
books, old or new, stale or freshly baked -
i wanted the wind to turn the pages
of this remnant upheaval of readied reading -
as scenic as i could have wanted -
i let loose the page from under
my fingers, and the wind turned the page...
how i became entombed in
the company of the god Éolides
(εωλιδης) -
and what a happy repose it came to be -
yes, the greeks proved to be the
true aesthetic masters -
dependence on pronuciation's elongation
and curbing - a macron on the omicron
is an omega - etc. - and the epsilon (ε)
should be coupled with eta (η)
in terms of style, as sigma (σ / ς), already is -
but it will be hard, having to digitalise
handwriting, and how easily we can
impose words on the page, without
the smooth rekindling of the waves of
an incoming tide of inspired thinking
known as the birch forerunner, scout.
hence the new testament fitted with the old:
y omega w omicron / y epsilon w eta /
y theta w phi - i.e. yωwo / yεwη / yθwφ;
but of course i'm implying the same treatment
for o and ω like i'm implying for the above
mentioned ε and η akin to handwritten
ease of the two sigmas (σ / ς) - the latter written
at the end of words, the former in between.
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 12:52 PM UTC
Under torn roofs, on scattered graves,
Assad soldiers celebrate their end of fight!
Adrift, disbelief devouring souls,
We beat the "terrorists", they still cite!
Carrying Kalashnikovs on their backs,
Scared but looting everything in sight.
We won; this should be our wage;
A chance we may lose despite!
In Syria, massacres become a tradition,
Like father, like son! What a plight!
Ben Ali said before "I understood you"
To KSA, he took the first flight.
Egypt’s Mubarak "got your demands"
Later, he stepped down overnight.
In Syria, neither understood nor could he;
Needless to say, he got a green light!
Homes bombed, children sniped,
A Million died, no end in sight!
Bombs are ringing out the windows,
Raining death hunts Syrians campsite!
Assad media alleging a conspiracy;
ignited a war, Oh! Russians delight!
Maskirovka? Outdated doctrine stupid!
Wild bears never again fly-by-night!
In Duma they used chemical weapons,
innocent children suffocated at night!
Foam coming out of their mouths,
Trying hard to breathe at twilight
There Macron looking for proof!
May you try yourself & feel the rite!
Nature disliked, condemned this act, whilst
Arabs upon condemnation, did not unite!
Trump tweeted! Pushed Assad to evacuate.
Russian warships moved away at daylight!
Do send the fleet & honor those tweets!
Think heaven gates are shining tonight.
No behind-scenes deals, no survival.
Take gas killing animal to nearest waste site.
Pardon me if bothered you President Trump
I wrote you coz we don't sleep at night.
#Chemical_Tweets
Written by : Adam Nahhass
April 13, 2018
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 3:20 PM UTC
Angela Merkel is walking away
The mantle swings to they,
Who aspire now to replace her
And seek to win the day.
Pray now for the wisdom of Solomon,
Pray now that judgment won’t lapse,
Seek the best of hope to Heaven
That Germany won't collapse.
Collapse to the howls of the fascists,
Engage the undisciplined sin
Of disintegration's extremism
Where the origins of ISIS begin.
Pander to thugs, now demanding,
An end to immigrant days,
Through implacable acts of violence,
In hatred’s interplay's.
The fog of **** yesterdays
Hang cold, suspended there
Like ghosts recalling Auschwitz’
Implacable dead stare.
The chemistry repeats itself,
Thugs roam the street,
Fear, the key, reflected
In the eyes of some you meet.
Russia wields the key to heat
In leveraging the play
While France, as usual, vacillates
With Macron’s “non vouz parle”,
Boris waves his Brexit flag,
Inexorably, in retreat
Whilst Europe spins confusion
To the people in the street.
Choose wisely, now, replacement,
Ensure the strength is there,
Clear future pathways sagely,
(I beseech you now to care)...
Forge the way ahead in steel
And falter not, your step
For fate itself, is in your grasp
For Germany’s self respect.
M.
21 September 2021
Sep 21, 2021
Sep 21, 2021 at 3:14 AM UTC
tame the dragon,
earn refuge
among the lions...
com si, com sa.
and there i am,
fiddling with *****
on my neck and chequers;
at least chauvinism
engages with women
and women love it,
the fascist boots stomping...
march approved:
goose stratum.
but misogyny?
they can banshee their way
into Arnold's: the ghosts
we should be afraid of...
but can't be bothered...
aren't really edible...
or marriage prone...
for that matter.
it's almost like we created a world
where Sheba was correct,
copper skinned peoples
copulate and we just watch,
revisionist re-counter with south
america... an aztec singalong...
truant peoples: scientists
**** among cyborgs.
well... if my logic of arithmetic is wrong,
then how did the umlaut not count
as two: or a prolonging?
given the grapheme was given
an antidote of grappling siamese?
Æ or aesch or ash...
gravity of the book of genesis...
the beginning was bound
to be ugly...
but it didn't take the crucifix
to shape the world,
but as the advent proved: it did.
ä equals aa - surely -
likened to the aesthetic of pull
of throttle -
unless dot dot is also hyphen
or macron for the above indicator
ā...
***** of a language, english,
english is a ***** of a language,
everyone speaks it!
cyborg mega-tech pa pa -
that's goodbye without etymological
basis worth of an investigation;
rotten core? aqua:
a- (without) -qua (as being) -
well that thing became congested
as what could be managed: a clepsydra;
originally robbed, perpetuated
robbery. translated? vater.
and then father comes along.
Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 12:45 PM UTC
indicative: that's, what i might call an adjective....
indication? that's what i'd call a noun -
indicating? that's probably a verb -
i'm still mystified by this flower or bush or tree
or whatever the hell it's doing, which, given it's springtime:
is probably just blooming...
milk honey soap
or the variant in polish
mleko miód mydło;
because that's basically saying:
if i've lost my cultural identity, something folkish,
and i get emotional about a scandinavian
folk song (herr mannelig) -
then i really have to get my act together
and say: you can everything you want!
have it! my mother tongue? you're not having it!
and what is currently the "west"?
talk of feminism...
i once had a girlfriend that told me
i would always be a man-child (christ ref.) -
but all she said was: "real" men don't cry.
well **** me!
i can't weep at an ola gjeilo composition?
well... ***** you're really into the jason voorhees types:
and i mean that, i'm dead serious about that point:
either that or psychiatrists, or neurologists.
but so it happens, that i won't be soppy about this debackle...
you know what i was thinking of?
the european version of peanut butter & jelly -
well, being a european i'm, quiet frankly, an omnivore...
and when you're drunk, and you're an attested
tobacco user... you'll seriously think some weird **** up...
so yeah, i came with an alternative to the american
sandwich recipe of peanut, butter... and jam...
said like a true nova scotia "patriot"...
o.k., i can imagine the scots and the french heading north,
the english the irish and whatever was left-over down south
in the hail! glorious u.s.a.!
where did the welsh go to?
siberia? or alaska?
anyway... my innovation...
pâté
(circumflex) a bit like a macron (ā) -
so yeah... pâté! and cherry jam!
a bit like saying:
à croissant! avec jambon et fromage!
alt. parisien... à crêpe! " " " "
(as in, the same as stated above).
oh right, forgot to mention: weet chili sauce with the croissant variation.
**** me! what's with the linguistic aesthetic of
adding an unnecessary e in a word like crêpe...
the word can end on the p... like in english: crap.
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 4:38 PM UTC
and it really is a hashtag approach,
#sudoku,
the only "problem" is
regarding
supper -
no diacritical distinction
no "sapper"...
i.e. leaning toward sap-+-per,
well...
the argument aligned itself
toward either:
#sūdoku vs. #súdoku
is the u
macron-prolonged or is
it stressed? mind you,
both instances stress applying
a scalpel to the word,
opening it up,
and retrieving syllables...
whatever the choice,
i'm still trying to figure
out the most terse formulation
of optics regarding these puzzles...
e.g.
8-x-8
5
|
y
|
5
2
\
z
\
2
at school, when we learned about
pythagoras,
we were taught that you required
3 coordinates to draw a straight line...
funny... since in terms of
travel, that whacky geometry
of swiggly lines, turns and curves,
you only require a point (a)
and a point (b);
i'm eventually going to either crack
the ultimate simplication of
these puzzles...
or i'm going to bore myself
to death...
either way, i'm still going to go
to the shop, and buy myself
three bottles of beer.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 1:38 PM UTC
it's so good to feel, something, anything;
perhaps even crying while singing along to
fiddler on the roof's if i were a rich man -
breaking into tears at the point where the song
breaks into... simply syllables...
oh what sweetness can be derived from crying,
from feeling... from engaging in the world
as must be necessary...
in the evolution of theology,
working from polytheism...
yhwh (the tetragrammaton)
is the reason, i.e. the god of thought...
ālláh? the god of emotion...
the god of song, the god of praise,
so why would muslims need to respect
the third schism, that's manifest in wahhabism?
wahhabism doesn't respect music, yet
there's the song on a minaret to the count
of five times a day... unlike the church bell...
there's a song in the minaret, fives times a day
does the uvula vibrate from a song being echoed...
of the three? sh'i'ah.
but who then is? the god of libido?
15/5/1986? chernobyll?
that's really ******* audacious of me,
i wonder if it's also towing behind that assumption
a second assumption, of: being auspicious -
then i'll do my dance, pseudo-blind
as in: dancing with my eyes closed...
then i'll also be found tickling
a candle flame, and do what i have done since being
a child... "twirling" my index against the thumb,
call it a massage for all i care;
but what a glorious feeling... to simply feel!
to be able to cry, and compensate
with out-of-the-body-like-experience of laughter!
oh? you want an explanation of the diacritics?
well, since you asked... islam has been benevolent
to poland from what i gather...
the ottomans have become neutralised,
the former enemy has reversed and subsequently become buffer....
i'll celebrate that word, in all it's glory like i would,
constantly thinking about the tetragrammaton...
so
ālláh:
macron over the first ah prolongs the vowel:
aa
and the acute on the second a? á?
that sharpens the concept of the breath (soul),
that's borrowed from yhwh - with the clasp of the H...
for H and H are god's hands.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 12:33 PM UTC
The last three weeks have been a seemingly endless series of welcome parties, get-togethers, receptions, meet-and-greets and cocktail parties - every kind of cheesy or ostentatious soirée my Grandmère can throw together, she’s dragged me to. It’s hard to match her energy.
“You have to meet people,” she insists, “and they have to meet YOU.”
“And why?” I asked, eloquently, but there’s no use resisting - she’s tireless.
The Prime Minister of France - met him. The mayor of Paris, met him, the CEOs of Paribas, L’Oréal, TotalEnergies, AXA, met them, the ministers of the economy, interior and foreign affairs - met ‘em. The US ambassador to France, met him.
In the play “My Fair Lady,” Eliza, meeting people frantically at the races, repeats “How do you do,” over and over and over to great comedic effect. That’s how I feel at these parties, “Enchanté, enchanté, enchanté, enchanté, enchanté.” I say, turning in circles. I’ve met Emmanuel Macron before, but I’m sure I’ll be seeing him again soon. I haven’t met his wife though - I’d love to ask her about that slap.. hhmm.
At these events she’s made sure that I’ve met anyone who’s anyone at Université Paris Cité. Is that surprising? No, because that’s how crazy-lady operates. “You meet everyone, eye-to-eye,” she lectures, “you have to get out of your bubble, and experience the world as interesting,”
That’s her favorite saying these days. “I don’t HAVE a bubble,” I replied, defensively, but she’s left the room - she’s never still. She seems to know we’re on the clock, that once med-school starts, (in September) I’m going to be all about that.
It’s Monday morning. I’ve been at the Shangri-La hotel pool, where we have full privileges, and I’m coated, like a potato, head to foot, with SPF 50 sunscreen - when who shows up?
Peter (my bf). “You’re early!” I say, not at all displeased, but I’m SO conscious of my tacky skin and chemical smell that I face-palm him as he comes in for a snog.
EEuuww. I can’t make-out with a guy when I’m all greased up.
“5 minutes,” I assured him, heading for the shower.
“I’ll join you,” he offered.
“Well, ok,” I chuckle.
.
.
Songs for this:
Better Days by NEIKED, Mae Muller & Polo G
This Girl by Kungs & Cookin' On 3 Burners
Cake By The Ocean by DNCE [E]
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 7:03 AM UTC
beginning with the circle, for there are three,
in an "abstract" sense of staging the Δ, i.e.:
Ω
Υ O alternatively:
o υ
ω
thus in deed... (macron as omega, in greek acute
accent on upsilon to extract omega, or the p(oo)l sound..
acute on the omicron?
gives you upsilon... omega = macron
on the omicron)...
however the Σ (totality) of this observation?
how many s esses are there, orthodoxically speaking?
s, ś, ß (a german grapheme, variant of the roman æ,
æsc, sszett - albeit the latter invoking consonants,
the former? volwels),
the greek will now provide the aesthetic twins:
σ, ς (whereby the latter, created the french
ç, which is another form of s... e.g.
in the word waiter: garçon) -
the final s form? akin to ß... but the germans
would write it as -sch-,
east germans say it when writing ich...
in english the compound is -sh-
sharp...
in slavic it's: either -sz- a variant of
the english -sh-, or with a caron, e.g. š...
like the car-manufacturer: škoda... which, when said
in adverts... omits the diacritical mark.
how many "satans" can you see? count:
s, ś, ß, σ, ς, ç, (-sh- / -sz- /) š:
eins, zwei, drei, vier, fünf, sechs, sieben...
you can site that seven headed hydra in the book of
revelation... right about now.
oh sure... let's go crazy, put an extra head on the beast:
the cyrillic ш... some sort of rigid omega, or worse still...
an uptight double-"u".... it's a V, a ******* V, a double V!
qui? qui? wee? wee? it's a soft-v!
May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 9:20 AM UTC
“There is no Planet B” – Emmanuel Macron
Consider our dear earthly mother
Who serves our daily bread and drink,
And freely gives from her slender crust
The very stuff of farms and cities.
Every sprout that bursts by her grace
To form tiny clovers or giant sequoias,
Every saint or cutthroat and all in between
Owe all they have to her bountiful womb.
Given what our earthly mom is to us,
What should we be to her?
Should we shower her with obedient honor
Or gnaw off the hands that feed us?
All that we know and feel
Or hope will ever be
Lives and rains and snows on Planet A
There is no Planet B!
Robert Charles Howard
Apr 10, 2023
Apr 10, 2023 at 10:14 AM UTC
The French president said
that colonialism was a grave
mistake.
This does not mean that
reverse colonisation is going
to stop, Emmanuel.
It should, in theory be allowed
to continue for the same length
of time as your occupation.
The price of empire will mean
the repatriation of all your past
plundering.
This goes for all countries that
partook in the destruction of
defenceless nations.
Home of the stranger and grave
of the native is where the metaphor
is buried.
But the time for exhumation has
come, because the DNA of history
can no longer be disputed.
Une petite bombe dans l'égout
de Paris pourrait apporter cette
ville à l'arrêt complet.
Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 12:47 PM UTC
Hands are where the hearts are
Zelensky’s is in his gauche
Macron’s is in his droit
Trump’s is in both, because
He’s holding The Royal Flush
Mar 1, 2025
Mar 1, 2025 at 4:15 AM UTC
VENEZ
EU
LA.
In French it means
OMINOUS
Because Macron
opposes Madura.
Yet we all know,
Le Pen is the rightful
President of La France.
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 4:06 AM UTC