Exegetical Rite
Take in the words, then read them again. Breathe in deeply as you consider them, then out again in a measured way. Enter in peace, depart in peace. Pay attention to the rhythm of your continued breathing exclusively at first, but then ‘re-listen’ to the sounds around you. Hear the lyrical nature of all the incidental noise of the space you inhabit. Let this randomness be your seed of inspiration, and then read it again. Find the whimsical, the lyrical, the inspired within the text, just as you did the noises. Enter in peace, depart in peace.
Miodendre Reiteration
Worlds briefly touch, exchanging arils, spinning, dancing, then flying apart never to be seen again. The oil in your water may be the Cthulu of the universe next door. Could the blood of Tiamat be powering your car and hungering for your destruction, twisting all intention and wisdom? I do not envy those who must persevere against this pervasive severity. Aikeena was given a chariot of snow, a recognition of his prophecies, bitter as his loss is to me. Are we all to be destroyed and ground into dust?
Look around you, those friends you add
click
cliclick
cliclick
Yeah those they’ll eat you soon
to spit out sombodities
and erase the candor
but don’t u mad…
or else anonylulz may ensue
the dogs of war are now the muse
the dues of which now may ensue
innumerate and replicate
dream the core articulate
so axons link and innovate
the appesate the hand of 8
and now its late
Who wields you?
Never forget that there will always be the invisible hand
choking, stifling, stilling, calming in the now for the living
So that life is manageable and decent copacetic reliable
but when dead we will remember and try to find those
sparks of life we choked out… remembering them fondly
as if we did not destroy
as if we were not the weapon
