If dance is a fugue composed by and of the tension between the air and of the lungs, of course, the ballerina’s dance is the observable expression of the composition of breath itself.
If she dances to music, which is the ‘real’ music; and, with whom is whom dancing?
Tell the kids to find a Stele; and take Pen as weapon and wizen it to papyrus.
Don’t transcribe but rather scribe.
Wear your weapon like a wand and if anyone asks it is just a pen.
Because I only know Words; and
Only know numbers through words.
The Math and numbers may precede Word and words.
I do not recall which nor even whom could knowingly say either way.
What You call approximation (is still assumptive);
we in words call assumption (often purports as axiomatic);
those in logic call axiomatic (remains approximative).
To depower the danger of improper axioms and assumption:
Explicitly say It outloud in and with thoughtful dispassion,
then wait to feel any feedback of Its resonance with those able to hear.
Assumption then becomes mere assertion
-a simple contention made available for public consumption and comment.
Though words are spoken to explain the Void,
The Void as such can never be expressed.
Though we say, “The Mind is a bright light,”
It is beyond all words and symbols.
Although the mind is void in essence,
All things it embraces and contains.
It can be easy to not feel discouraged in the void, for to whom could you compare?
There is only trying and doing.
Because I only know Words; and
Only know numbers through words.
The Math and numbers may precede Word and words.
I do not recall which nor even whom could knowingly say either way.
What You call approximation (is still assumptive);
we in words call assumption (often purports as axiomatic);
those in logic call axiomatic (remains approximative).
To depower the danger of improper axioms and assumption:
Explicitly say It outloud in and with thoughtful dispassion,
then wait to feel any feedback of Its resonance with those able to hear.
Assumption then becomes mere assertion
-a simple contention made available for public consumption and comment.
He’s slim in silver:
Dark glasses and ten thousand LP`s, EP`s, and CD’s.
He plucked my disc, but I beseeched “can we be sure yet?”
What he said I cannot be sure
but it was either/or “you surely are / you surely are not on reorder.
Smiles steeped in stillness;
superiority situated in silence.
It is tart, so, pucker up.
Pardoning your progress–
and your precious predilections.
Prefer perforation
Seration from your own sermon, please.
Paragons are only prerogatives.
You shall make it utterably Swift because I am inexorable, unyielding, and relentlessly
Merciful.
I feel you like a swift breeze across my brow, made apparent only through the
Perspiration of my effort under intent.
I do naught but believe that I will not go against myself.
I submit. I am love.
AEm Written.
Tolle lege. Anon, anon.
You see Eve, and/or Lilith.
But I’m Helen Estelle and Alice Ladder
Give.
heaven is somewhere in the drone of stereo.
“Terrific”, like “awful”, used to mean something quite diferent…
What did I remember that I had prior forgot; &, upon thinking “hey-don’t forget – “, immediately then forgot?
anon, anon(KRO)
Standing there, snarling beast-eyed
and in a state of quickening.
Suspensed by imagination,
frozen & forever in the endlessness of one instant,
just like Achilles, never catching a tortoise in
a race that took place only in Xeno’s mindseye.
I did not know of my own suffering until I saw it on the page before me which I, myself, had written.
… Space. (period;).
My musling is a Rat Bastard,
literally the rodent spawn of an out-of-wedlocker, and
figuratively, the asshole confessor priest and frenemy,
anon, anon.
But, Boy, can he dance and
how beautiful he sings!
lnexorable is the Ocean, as is the beating and cut of my heart.
No entreaty can yield Its unyielding.
It & I remain ceaseless in Our relentlessness.
The Ocean makes neither demand upon nor encroachment toward
the shore of my heart
– yet both shoreline and waves never cease their enjoined shifting.
Apres deluge comes the Fury,
and not vice versa.
A common misconception: the vice versa above, but not
Apres deluge comes the Fury.
Flood precedes Fury, although,
Fury may flood.
We wear Rapture’s cloak on nights of the new moon;
silver crescent scarcely seen and slender.
Original conjunction of Earth, Moon, man and Sun, was that
causing the first scribe’s swoon.
WrittenCasey 