Where there are no trees to hide behind.
Oh but now they hide inside buildings.
What wouldn't I do for absolute security, absolute transparency?
There are three models of statistics that I can use to base my rational thinking off of:
what has been the case
experiments
and the worst case scenario
Is it the statistics of grace,
or the statistics of accumulation.
I asked the internet,
when will I die,
I expected the internet to answer by kicking in my door.
O brother, I have another Fifty years, what will i do!
O Lord! Abilify me!
Now what sea is this you have crossed, exactly, and what sea is it you have plunged more than once to the bottom of, alerted, full of adrenalin, but caught really, buffaloed under the epistemologies of these threats that paranoid you so down and out, caught in this steel pot, softening to devitaminized mush inside the soup-stock of your own words, your waste submarine breath? It took the Dreyfus Affair to get the Zionists out and doing, finally: what will drive you out of your soup-kettle? Has it already happened? Was it tonight's attack and deliverance? Will you go to the Heath, and begin your settlement, and wait there for your director to come?
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