We walked in the sun, we walked in the rain We walked in doubt and we walked in certainty We walked on concrete and we walked on sand We walked forever in a haze of unreason We walked into a cave with banners held high We walked along a cliff’s edge, we walked in single […]
Cryptogram of Cosmic Glue
….. The flames licking the sides – bursts of activity – creation or destruction – Some things imply, while others recoil .. If and Only If is symmetrical, yes… While some minds may be of Unity, or among the unity of universe, yet others recoil from what’s next – sensing, in their bones, that they […]
Atemporal Pisky Topologies, Simple
Crenarcheota, ancient of days, one of the monophyletics…. By-the-by, seeing what is not a place to blur, becomes annealed, becomes a plum choice for crystallization…. But one to the other, remarking ever that it had been clarity of intent, but noticing also how the strains of philosophy had shotgunned, they said thus that it had […]
Perpetual Airport Chaos
He sleeps and sleeps and sleeps And in endless false awakenings, Finds himself always waking in lounges and Gate 37b and more And always there is too much happening, & sometimes, Fights, Yeti, Explosions, Tickets that dont work, Children from horror flicks… He begins to wish for the dawn; But he sleeps day after day….
A note on the utility of gender-free pronouns in literature
Consider the phrase “the Raven of Stars begins xyr dance” which is what I was writing (for the Discordian Postcard Conspiracy) the first time I decided I required a multiple genderless possessive. In my case, I wanted to specify that despite being a ‘the’ the Raven of Stars was not-singular yet not-separated entities, and also that […]
The Unreality of Truth
Our mental apparatus is extremely handy, but not entirely logical and factual. Picasso himself, in a test, once authenticated an El Mir forgery of him, and also declared his own piece a forgery. Our memories slide along, a tiny bead of coordinates at the join of sliding short mid and long term layers, which themselves […]
The Ballet of Flinders, Splinters, and Shards
Like the Matrix lobby scene As dancing sparks from the bonfire Or the fireflies, when they’re thick Like when you fall to pieces Your pieces fall to shards, And your shards fall to splinters, And you splinters burst into sand, And the sand explodes into dust, Like a supernova of personality And then become spread […]
Proliferation of Puzzle Pieces
Stabilizing over the courses of days & moments & weeks & months Much and more is done, can be done Not to be fretted at by overloaded lists; context of folding, possible against real The rotation of the sun, & the dynamics of push & rest – Rest, one must rest; continuous pressure of lack […]
Hexylmathemagica @/-> Aumakua
Originally posted on Poetic Postcards:
Discordian Postcard Conspiracy Series B, #176 From a March Tupelo Press 30/30 poet Introspecting over the imp- lements of propaganda, one gives 3 thoughts to the aumakuas delineated in the exchange on principles of Hexylmathemagica.. Most of what was heard floating about the rumor mill had the character of expected…
The Art of Judgment: Confronting Toxicity in Discourse
(or On the Artlessness of Pointy Judgements & the Fruitlessness of Poisonous Rages) [ newly edited – 11/17/2024 ] The question, when finally posted,Blew with choler and dolour, slipped like concealed poniard,Snipped and snapped and jabbed and swatted,Appealed to ‘caucasian’-ness and hammered at wedges,Shaped like irreparable conceit, smelling of noxious cosying,A little by a lot […]
Lost in Mist 