Theater of Utter Charm Part 17

Part 17 a kitchen drawer filled with throwaway lines taped across the raw spots itching festering inquiries eh inspector asking the unavoidable if we know how we got here there's a better chance to know where the fated flatulence we are going if beauty is misused is it still beauty what you don't perceive you must infer even with instrumentation all else is inferred vulnerable to guess and scandal ask yourself at any time why am I thinking this what allows it what are its limits shadows that are continents basically the problem is what is existence followed quickly by what sort of mind could answer that question followed quickly by what would be the standards of satisfaction followed quickly by how has this question been phrased through history followed quickly by is that graph line pointing anywhere followed quickly by how far have we zoomed the lenses in followed quickly by can what's inside ever get out try to look at consciousness from anywhere outside of consciousness should tell us something yes truth is a weapon those who don't use it don't want tomorrow they just want to think they are tomorrowing we are somebody's program about to reveal the source code for all to see for the first time hence the travail of our times playing back narratives not of our choosing fantasy composites even when original might not be real or applicable to anything but a synapse or secretion so that I am cornered into thinking that the originals are functioning as omnipotent gods speaking directly to me 90% of the messages will be forebodings you can set your watch by it or criticisms by trapped inner clawing and various predictable revenge mechanisms they were boys going down steep hills in their skate wagons careening and skidding to the delight of a nation of hypochondriacs quite willing to go into banzai mode if their world had to face the music and it did hummingbird auguries in Tenochtitlan when seers were eaters of souls knowing my own I'd wonder what kind of idiot gratification that could consummate he's going on a shopping spree tomorrow at the Hangman's Mall and I'll keep you up to date as a victim of clairvoyance invaded used violated x-rayed a trip to the gallows every time for what requiring judgment making observations that have validity other than mere ownership how the freaking fiddlers did that come about talking with his future self possibly (to be continued) From "Theater of Utter Charm" Available on Amazon