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Year: 2020
Singular Fragments of Incarnation
Streaming trails of unsigned constants Wandering the abstract hidden pathways The unseen bedrock of The Real, filaments of somethingness and consciousness twining together like lovers and mycelia Underpinning the shining face of the world, underpinning the fundamental quantities of darkness The unsigned values of our atomic and singular qualities, multitudes on quantities on masses of […]
Expanded of Self-Concept
Plus we go shed our bodies we walk along sideways through Time The dissociative panopticon Drowning No swimming that night Else we go left – Left in dragon extreme The speeding through constellations Of thought Working our minds around Our condition Shed the bodies Walk into the minds Endless corridors of rooms Losing ourselves in […]
The Dealer of the Cards and the Windows Between Us
While the both of us and the rest were all locked up, ‘freedom’ spoke its little voice, how we had all been wasting her for years and years beyond years. While the people were not of a mind to travel before, yet locked up travel called to them when they were trapped.
Purge: from 1100 posts to 121
I’m updating and improving my blog. A lot of that so far has consisted of purging the archives of poor posts (and many reblogs and others that looked like I didn’t mean to post them at all). I’ve also edited a few dozen of my posts, and kept maybe a couple dozen reblogs. That which […]
None of it, ultimately, matters
The urge to collect and archiveTo keep, to index, to clingTo save for posterity in the fantasy of an endless futureThe greater pleasure is to purge, wash clean, delete, destroyWith a ruthless eye, strip them all out, the vanities and vapidnessFrom the cleansing fire emerges some fewer somethingsThings worthy of some small interest;Though in the […]
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