On The Meaningiddy of Unity:
or
What Do(es) You(nity) Mean(ity)?…
On the Algebra of Words
Depression:
Life often feels like:
A series of disappointments,
And unmet expectations.
Nothing changing,
Never ever(y)anything…
But don’t lose Hope! Continue reading
More haiku for you and you and you:
I met Beauty–
I hear her Roaring laughter;
we might be roommates.
-BB
postscript:
(Time: I need you now,
just for a couple uh days.
one time one time one…)
History Ain’t Pretty, People :
Perturb the system:
The end of WWII proved the fallacy of static determinism in a post-war world so Cold.
Humanity spent much of History pre-20th-century determined to
deny and defy everything this world presented it as Real,
as Natural,
as Existing and Universal;
subscribing instead to a cyclical series:
ignorant, reductive, irrational, human-constructed systems built on fragile foundations of nothing in the name of:
predatory pretend prophets proselytizing propaganda promising progress pathetic pointing the blade plunging precise the pistol pealing the people pleading their screams piercing like pure silence…
-BB
On Critics
The spellingest grammagicians endowed with:
greatgrandmastery of the Summary.
And a nuclear-grade arsenal of Bullshite
with enough megatons of ennuinium and ignorantium to bore the beauty outta this
Magnifulgent Whorld.
I say unto them:
words do what I tell them to do…
if et doney sond roight,
go left or
eff ya ken sayit wit a small nummer of weirdz,
then why not you kan shurassyell hell-it badder by
dooblin’ an’ tripplin’ yer wordscore (count?).
four the moor the marryher in diss greyt a-more-ica.
-BB