There is this vision obnounced to the world:
Hear ye, Hear all! Unservile jossers
of this flatter than flat plane, rationality
is your new effigy of idolatry; your new deity.
I, peon willless and furtive, do go about
through this vision embracing the spurious.
Indeed, and outside of lies, these are my facts -
how else should I reason unaporetically.
Naturally, leaving myself to these lunacies
is like wondering whether I should wonder
or not. No, it is like seeing the glint of the big
bang in the glitter I do not like. |