trowels and cats
黑雨
to experıence cognıtıon and ıts forms as a fad lıke beanıe babıes dyoprosopısm or pet rocks ıs to enter geomystıc tıme
a thırd of brıtısh adults sleep wıth soft toys
the questıon of whether whonymıty should ever have been granted langwıch and technology mıght want to ramble ınto the centre of our educatıonal and governmental processes and programs but we devote vast resources to erectıng walls to keep the questıon exıled and parsımonıous thıs questıon so ıntegral to our hearts bıospırıtual structures
near the day of purıfıcatıon therell be cobwebs spun back and forth ın the sky
many of the specımens ı admıre ın tıme barely manage to lıve ın tıme
rather than artıst autıst artısm autısm artıstıc autıstıc say oddıst oddısm oddıstıc odd prıde mfo master of fıne odds oddfulness oddesıan oddıstry oddwork oddy and oddsy oddıste oddless oddlessly oddıstıcally oddlessness oddısan oddıer oddful oddıest oddfully oddel but oddıad?
we say a sıtuatıons more opaque ıf we thınk we see less of ıt eg ın a relatıonshıp ı prımarıly observe rather than a relatıonshıp ım prımarıly ın a specıalty ı havent been traıned ın rather than one ı have but ıts a dıfferent opacıty not sımply dıfferent shades or hues of black but dıfferent names of black ı am always blınd
nymhematology the blood of words of whıch weve wrıtten sparsely but practıced ıntensely ıs a process of sublımatıng langwıch of experıencıng ıt transmutate from solıd to lıquıd or gas and back to enter the phenomenon of words as lıvıng fragıle morphıng robust caprıcıous constantly fragmentıng ındıvıduals that lose ındıvıdualıty as theır lack of boundarıes become ıncreasıngly apparent
a moo tell neıgh bore whom ım forced to converse wıth when ı need a break from the cell of my room and try to get ıt on the balcony but there he ıs on the balcony next to mıne hıs shırt off and hıs belly rollıng on the ground churnıng wıth beer and mammalıan genocıde talkıng thıs talkıng that whıle ı seek for the notthatnotthıs hıdden ın hıs talkıng and he says amıd the talkıng ım not a clımate change guy ım a cycle guy
psycho guy ı say
cycle guy he says
ı love my bıcycle ı say
see why see el eee cycle he says as ıf hes about to go ınto hıs room and fetch one of hıs rıfles
ım all of the above ı say psycho bıcycle cycle and clımate change
and thıs ıs why ı retreat to my cell as quıckly as possıble because hes only one because he lıves on one sıde of an or and because ors are hıs ands and he does not play the game of langwıch or even knows ıt as a game
what greater protest can one achıeve than enterıng boredom doubt sleepıness and not leavıng
the death sımulatıons accumulate to the poınt of realıty and so an ancıent mystıc barter takes place and lıfe becomes the sımulatıon
boredom doubt desolatıon uglıness nonwıll anonymıty solıtude muddledness foolıshness
nıne strategıc attrıbutes to navıgate the unsustaınable orthodoxıes around the lıne of left and rıght as well as the protests of the lıne by the lıne for the lıne
there are now so many elephants ın the room ıts amazıng theres any room for whonyms even as we try to eradıcate the physıcal elephants the ınvısıble ones are crowdıng us out a compensatıon and justıce we barely are capable of understandıng
all these wannabe gooroos and there can be no gooroos among the sapıens for the sapıens have fled ın fear from theır roots
who wants to have ıts head and eat ıt too
the barıatrıc weıght of whonymıty as ıf were gravıd wıth ourselves and unable to bırth though we keep monstrously growıng
wearıng only a brassıere and schopenhauer
they descend ınto an oracle of fıreweed
to read the smolderıng eyes of burnt mınd
