...

it was twenty years ago today

that I decided I was going to play

the anomaly for showing the way

so that humanity could just feel the grace

ergo I ask you now if ever I may

reintroduce the archetype that thence stayed

...

...hoisted upwards...

fuck capitalization and

fuck digits and

fuck irony and

fuck humor and

fuck "fuck"

thus:

"utile" equals "u;"

"karma" equals "k;"

"day" equals "d" equals

ninety-six equals "bliss" equals

"b" and

one-thousand-four-hundred-forty equals

"minutes" equals

"m,"

so,

one day equals twenty-two-thousand breaths,

one breath equals zero-point-zero-zero-six-one-three-six-three six dollars,

one dollar equals zero-point-eight-one-nine-six-seven-two-one-three gallons,

one gallon equals zero-point-zero-one acres,

one acre equals one-hundred-twenty-three dollars, and

one dollar equals zero-point-zero-zero-five-five-nine-zero-nine-one breaths

...hoists tighten...

I hereby invoke the powers of

Homer,

Gautama, and

Rumi, and therefore

alter the fabric of what we call "reality."

May each word I write

and each word you read

further optimize this channeling.

My spell

serves to expel the Hell

some of us may know as "Pain,"

leveraging aforementioned name

as a means to the end that

antithesizes Pain.

Hence the Crucifixion.

See, I see your peculiar fixation

with this notion that said denot'ion

implies no logical locomotion -

but for now, just hold it.

Emotional urination can wait,

just like Uranus and Gaia can mate

and procreate so passionately that

it produces both "evil" and "apotheosis" -

Pontius and Jesus -

Addiction and Crucifixion.

Then bring on the Pain.

May my Bruce Wayne confront

my AND thy Inner Bane.

Warrant this Crucifixion,

this Pure & Purifying Pain -

as it harmonizes and aligns with "Discipline,"

Divine, Primordial Fire - Purified Desire -

gain the case of all "my" "Time" & "Space."

Let the Sentence, the Karmic Debt -

the Lesson -

be orchestrated across this Eternal Cosmic Play.

Let the Nails be Hammered.

Let the Belly be Stabbed.

Let the Light turn to Dark.

Let the Righteous Pain Investment

yield a Global Infinite Return

for all Eturnity

in the form of a written Documentary,

for 'tis OUR Turn, thee see?

Ergo we shall perceive,

and cognitively retrieve,

what memories shall now come

of this Sorcery and necessary

Torturery.