novel before the courts

heres the beginning of my novel  it begins the moment the identity of is forsaken and its passport revoked and its dropped into the dezoned lands

i finds itself in a court  not any supreme court for no courts supreme and all courts fallen  and the judges  for all are judges  this day  are giacoma likelike ugo clarissa kandake somayajña boucher boni kai

our stenographer todays avianus

i maintains its own records

i you understand youve wandered in here today to be accused of leaving reality

is i not there now?

what have you done for humanity?

is tried to inflict it as little as possible with itself   i confesses to not doing this well in the earlier parts of life due to inexperience and not yet having come to terms with the delusion that humanity could be constructively affected and that i could be involved with any agency that might alter that delusion  but  to its credit or not  is learned a little perhaps and now i tries just to inflict itself on itself  which admittedly is still technically inflicting humanity but it hopes that in limiting the scope of its effects  or rather i shouldnt say hope for its experience of hope is that

regardless  finding yourself however inexplicably in life  you have obligations  do you think we in this court today arent afflicted by ambivalence also?

les fleurs du malheur have many species  shall we not in the name of diversity nurture them all?

shouldnt we then by this principle also nurture murderers and rapists?

but we do and its because we do and its disacknowledged yet built into the smiling and professional functions of society that i withdraws

yet yours is not the common interpretation

it is far moreso among poets whom you praise only in autopsy but attempt to eradicate in practice and this court is evidence of your attempts which follow the now exhausted script of force violence sanitization

please present your documentation that permits you to leave

i has only i

whos enrolled you in the ranks of dissidents and lunatics?

no one   whos enrolled me in the ranks of the human race?

youre guilty simply by means of your being an outsider and not caring and not subjecting yourself to our means  this has always been the rule below and in the countless other rules  the one for which there cant be flexibility if societys to flourish   you know enough to know such sacrifices are meaningless

i cant sit among the commons  i laughs because the seats dont fit and this causes offense as the people dont understand the laughter and feel its against them though its really just about the nature of the fittings and trying to explain generates more offense and as offense isnt the intent and simply wastes everyones time i leaves and goes to the place of idiots and there finds the seats suit and though there may not be more understanding at least there are many babbling and laughing about the fittings

fine but your world has no ground and this is why youre before the court

is before the court because is before the court   your world equally but differently has no ground for what you call time or history has been devoted to severing whatever ground exists and in this growing severing is also a migration from reality   youre as culpable as we and the energy created from not assuming that culpability but building its denial into the fabric of what you call reality you use as a force or law for the present  for whats presently taking place and is routinely applied  both in the dominions of official force and in the infinite rooms and hallways of socially sanctioned extirpation  against whatever meat you require to otherize and subjugate

thats enough i  the articulation of such thoughts belongs in the academy where it can be effectively controlled and ignored  and art  where it can be suppressed or sanitized  take it away

and im returned to the place of idiots which is the novel

and here i is and this is the beginning