words are music and melting portraits
stories want to end but fiction wants to stay
fiction is a god and we manias of that god
fiction wants to stay with us as a spirit drooling over us
novel displays gadgets for image making
fiction has turned into merchandise
avoiding fiction has also turned into merchandise
fiction is a musical not a moral art
a story has nothing to do with fiction
the storytelling experts that were hating
we also hate psychology
that explains the unexplainable
and drags spirit through a charivari of facts
we need to find not the right word for the right situation
but the right madness for the right vision
why are we writings words for images we dont have?
the image comes and in it words are tucked like love notes in school snacks
one has to eat carefully so as not to destroy the words
stories arent written by humans but applesoft
technology is our narrative
time isnt money its freedom
no its not freedom
its words and words are neither money nor freedom nor even time
but something else we cant find the word for
when the last projector screens the last film the world will end
it has a story perhaps but if it does its only a small part of novel
sadoo just a flickering image a forgotten song
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