Thursday, December 5, 2024

My Books Are Condensed.

 Finally a post on my ultra free writing. I don't know why they don't just duct tape the mind control chip to people's forehead's Manson Marilyn. Of course we all want something less invasive. We want the signals and commands that tell us to brush our teeth at the proper time with a new tooth brush every time the old one curls at the frey outwards a few millimeters to far. God is my toothbrush daDA monster. I have a tube of toothpaste that I got for free a few months ago when I was nearly homeless with a book collection I was ready to burn. Is there anything in the pages worth saving? I don't know? That's the problem with being an author who doesn't have stability. I collect books, at least I used to. Now I'm reading, and dissecting my bounty.

I don't have a first folio of Shakespeare, a first printing of the Gutenberg Bible, or one of Mom's cookbooks. But what I do have is unique. My good taste, the classics primarily, past, present, and future. I built my literary nest with asemic twigs. The Facebook asemic writing group, is a human city consisting of somewhere around 37,000 inhabitants. Graffiti everywhere and everyone polite and considerate. I don't know who all the inhabitants are, but I suspect Artificial intelligence is rare in the locus. I'm sure we could spend a ton of money to make a scribble. I know I want to spend billions teaching my kids to read and write. It should start at home. ABC, asemic binary code, fun. An undecipherable playground.

Color. Calligraphy utensils occasionally fine or crude. No words. Secret insults passed by? Anarchy and self control. Mastery of invitations and sorties. Those old cults losing their footing in the digital nature. I don't contribute much anymore to Remus and Romulus. I hope they find some purpose in life. Pizza slices in the leaning tower or a Ferrari that can escape the atmosphere faster than my bicycle. Did Annius Di Viterbo influence the Voynich Manuscript with Etruscan? I will ask my (?)wife in Euro somewhere for a tomb rubbing, when and if she contacts me again.


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