19.1.18

you know of the how but i know of the howless

goőțżavŭŷ
a troo stori
as related to a sadoo
by another in its own tung
by river how, unwanted what
with semblances of simulations and vestiges of authenticity
none trooly b

16.1.18

all lauds uflufia!

heresiarch uflufia appears
on deleted transmissions
with
messages from orifices to
nine peaches

ear yi! ear yi
peaches!
orifices say today
they dine with me and say
say with me and dine
peaches!
peaches
nine and nine and neinanine
a question of holes
how shall peaches
becoming as they are
construct sanities
not from hierarchies
how the well and how the health
and how the flexibilities

peaches
ear yi  ear yi

so finnish deleted transmissions(soon after they benin)
once oracles to the seraphadic disorders of qlunk

thanks of most highs to uu uflufia  thanks to uus



closing question for peaches
of nine *keue-'s of swellings

if all true language is incomprehensible
if a great logician believes the afterlife is factual
if there’s no such thing as a fish and goatee smells fish
if everything’s dust coated in branded glowing viscera
if the crevasse between the glorious damned and the autoones of wellness grows
if if is just a whiff of real and reel a waff of simulating pings
how to who to face form  form face to walk along

for earth has turned into that dirty linen twisted with wine and wet blood


15.1.18

SCIENCE ALWAYS RHYMES BUT DOESNT ALWAYS SCIENCE

a sonnet* of science
orthodoxeas have never pleased mii
nor have those heterodoxeas just wannabii orthodoxeas
uu transuranic coshitizens uv instabilitii!
uu sifficult dynthetic halflites!!
you deta becay accelerators – technetium promethium astatine francium unites!!!
uu cacroscopic montroverseas!!!!
i am $60000000/grum
i am sadoolium atomic number 810
i am umumumumumumumium 24997Bk+5022Ti299119Uue*296119Uue+310n24997Bk+5022Ti299119Uue*29119Uue+410nium
10−12ium
isotopic nuclidium hypernucleiiiium
arent wii seconds from the singularitii
arent wii always arent wii arent wii


         
       ^sadoo diaper thx heresiarch uflufia 4 reformattings
              +da poetry wii steps ins not das poe tree wii stands in


*  using the sadoolian sonnet 
            abac cbdx dddd aa
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13.1.18

futures of identities

... repletion and subversion  one and absence of one  doubt of bicycle  meteorology of technology  an electrate urradiation  choreographies of timespace stringcheese …
orthodoxies have never pleased us  nor have those heterodoxies just unjust orthodoxies  you transuranic cocitizens of instability! you difficult synthetic halflives!! you beta decay accelerators – technetium promethium astatine francium unite!!! you macroscopic controversies!!!! iam $60000000/gram  weare sadoolium atomic number 810  theyis umumumumumumumium 24997Bk+5022Ti299119Uue*296119Uue+310n24997Bk+5022Ti299119Uue*29119Uue+410nium 
10−12ium isotopic nuclidium hypernucleiiiium …arent seconds from the singularity arent we always arent we arent we
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4.1.18

blasphemy as liturgical ritual?

the page is new. like the day
(but is the day new?
the prophets still cry the same cries
grief weighs the same on the lost scales
wealth and force still stalk the streets
and beat the nameless child)
the page is new
(but is the page new?
words still run the rough race
from name to name
smile to smile
hole to hole,
tossed around like online ads)
the day is new
(like the page? like an
artificial rose? like an
analyzed sun? like
vegenaise? like
a launch or a genocide or a like?
like a page?)
a page is new. like a day
(

25.12.17

ni`ev|u and *asija

ni`ev|u and *asija a ymess story
 für  familien 

ni`ev|u and *asija meet at the corner of concept and rial in a lethargy of ocean sweat by smile miles under a gibbous moon

the world it was new once says *asija

is that a question says ni`ev|u

i have been unable to be myself in the world says *asija. i have been unable to enact my body

it takes so long to fall into one’s self

lifetimes

eliminating world to include world, eliminating i to include i, eliminating ratio to include ratio

who said that       other than you

hairy clitoris

to delight in mud

to delight in catherine wheels

wheels of mind breaking bones of thought

we are distant figures in a misplaced bruegel

pigments of suffering

who would choose to join this picture but the oblivious?

and who would pin a badge to its breast saying i am human?

i have only seen spirit as a fata morgana

as palimpsest

yet spirit is our yearning

we are souls given bodies to see that we cannot see our souls

we are not distinct. we are not discrete. we are not individual characters in a cast in a play

yet we play this play that plays at playing that we are

this playing at what is not becomes what is

and is the new that feels old

world that is not world, i that is not i,

dear things to which we cannot pray
dear visions that we wait to reappear
we hide in spaces where there is no place to hide
in snow shapes of angels full of patience

*asija and ni`ev|u meet in twilights of a language lost by lights strung on a broken pain of knowledge to speak of unspoken things in ways we’ve less forgotten than never learned at a corner of ime and nein with empty eyes, under a gibbous moon


feastday for fishes and humans and the many hungry things