| Book 2 #69
- 01/15/2002 4:50 PM
leap into the void of
uncertainty
build a machine capable
of travel to the heavens.
[that constructs] poetry
immediately
[but what are you going
to do when]
suddenly confronted
with a huge mass of people who see things very differently?
Man's existence is just
the tiniest,
most insignificant moment
in the grand scheme of things.
We know (from Pure Reason)
that the objects
which appear to us are,
subjectively and transcendentally speaking,
really no more than
figments of our imagination,
a ray of hope shimmering
in the mind.
[consider,] perhaps
every death is sudden and untimely.
root around in ideological
compost heaps [if you must but]
Sooner or later, this
residential city will be destroyed and you will be evicted
I do not wish to dwell
on the ruthless,
remorseless, efficient,
step-by-step,
‘tear-back-the-top-to-allow-venting-and-
microwave-five-minutes’ [style of] killing
[moving] systematically
from room to room, from floor to floor.
There are no `bad guys'
to point your finger at
in silent, pursed-lipped
condemnation.
Read on. It's true.
We will NOT re-direct
you around and around in a loop
Is it getting troublesome
keeping track [of yourself]
when you fall asleep?
Cecil
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