Discard Flat Packs Have Faith
Discard Flat Packs Have Faith
There is a God of the Universe parallel that is and I call
her freedom ‘Come into my space’ she seems to contradict
‘do not be afraid’ to fall off that flat narrow planet that spins
in your brain where dogma calls and Nirvana is nothing
‘Though shall not have a God beside me’ the overwhelming
task forces to deal with all the flat packed boxes stretched out
flash fiction alien concepts of justice from Venus liberation of
Mars ‘You have to now enter the temple and template of truth’
Of which there is none as ‘my personalities know multiple
dissolutions’ dissociative flights of fancy denominations all
crammed into one’ which splits spits like fusion from fission reality of
fleeting schisms shibboleths 'you must jump over those shadows to fall'
‘I have no space ship’ but the speed of the light and constant
stagnation of silence sounding out lost ancient human beliefs
revisited entertained ‘I fly in boxes away from lofty iron cages’
prisms trampled trampolines yo-yos devoid with rationalization
‘Think out of your boxes no box required for that’ only feathered
keys of renouncing heresy sprinkled from no heaven below
versed and transcended in travesty of earthquakes from hellfire
above all hollow transgressions of the nasty human condition
‘You are all wrong most of the time’ in both one place and one
meter which do not exist because the earth is so flat after all
and is living in boiling impermanent vapours still in the genie
‘life is the fantasy and not I’ crowded out and clouded within
‘There is no science fiction I’m science ruled into the friction
of fictional affliction’ in which solid boundaries of conviction
melt into one frozen dust of so many temperaments lost and
beheld in deepest fear ‘You must need me more than never’
“You have created me from your narcissistic self image’ and
found worm ridden picture frames hung from coffin’s nails’
in the greed of existence that solemnly does not exist and thus
‘I am the green gremlin tri-partite man on mooned moons’
‘I am the solution for all those dilemmas you can’t approach’
to stop circular reasons rotations and spins ‘you must trust
yourself that is me’ and tangential trajectories on firm bases are
angling at zero ground zero’s midnight big banged combustion
‘I absolve you and when you come to the side of your boxes when
you come to the edge of the edge’ where Copernicus insisted in
sink with Galilei faltering failing only not to blend the towers of Pisa
and Babylon thrown from gravity’s height for your margin of error
‘Then and only then can you step of the cliff and rapidly vanish’
into empty space the underworld where you belong suspended
in nothing but allowed for the good of possibly bouncing back from
ignorance and belief that you must be flat like the mother ship is not
The rest of the guys the few ones who believe in neither blind creed
nor in the dogma of science in paradigmatic non-fictional arrogance
in science fiction alone in artistic fantasy of creational craft ‘may start
afresh with love kindness compassion tolerance peaceful once more’
‘Your home must be where you chose it to be’ and not to follow the
crowd in modern repetitive dead ends of the thought that peaceful
co-existence can be bought at no price when the price is too high and
the toll too destructive when humility human virtue empathy is sold
I am the God of fiction and there is no other truth than I and ‘I tempt
you to question and flatten the earth once again to rebuild it fulfil the
dream for a better world of humanity unbound to make up your own
mind to where your allegiance must rest outside flat narrow boxes’
‘If all else fails I might otherwise have to remove you from earth’ and your
earthly existence and give you a little push just a little nudge but than you
probably think that I’m not science only wild fiction and you’re doing a pretty
good job alone in your belief that humanity does only exist in my fiction
'I am the God of faith science fiction science-fiction and truth' and I trust that
you know that I am almighty and the verdict is open for you and not closed
03rd September 2016 years after and before just now 2026
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2016
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