Incrementally spectral, Your Honor droned on about this-that-n-the-other while chopping up Freedom into bits with a meat cleaver. Every time Harmony butted in with a question, the judge hurled beer bottles, potatoes, insults, whines & bereavement grievance. ++ See “Everything about Alito’s shitty past you didn’t know: Aggrieved man-baby bigot” ++ Whimsically retreating to the fainting couch, the childish magistrate, far having outgrown that undignified diaper, threw up into a bucket with a stream of curses, and collapsing, turned into a husk of half-composted cardboard.
My first real postcard poem in a while. I guess I’ve grown a bit bored with the precomposed printed text blocks so I’ll be doing these again. But it’s election season and I’ve got stuff to advertise so I won’t be entirely giving up on the precomposed text blocks. I hadn’t actually watched the video til today at all. Still only halfway through but the title has stuck in my head as a ‘maybe watch’ for months.
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Glyphs: Active Stillness, Utility vs. Valuation, Your Agent [for Fortune: in footer, #33, #28, and #43 from Key: https://tkos.dev ] /// Buy Human, Live Offline, Know Quiet, Cultivate Simplicity /// “I have but 3 things to teach: Simplicity, Patience, Compassion” – Tao Te Ching #67 – Stephen Mitchell Translation ++ Better Websites: easyem.org
Lost in Mist 