chronikon current communication whole system level before next level

2003-05-15 12:54 a.m. cradle me, life of sorrow and rapture hang me up, muse you life of ridiculous encounters in offices and nightclubs damn you for showing me an illusion so perfect it has had me fooled for a lifetime. you wizard of photons and notions streaming meaning like the dawn of mind your own business will you please just leave the distribution of mental time to those with the vision to craft worlds leave me here now maybe i am not worthy enough to be neto or surround myself with the company that he does what elf or nymph or god would chat with the castaway cast himselfaway and adrift in nets in tennyson and unison cheering the glory of it all maybe i am mightier than imagined precise like diamond time magnifying temporal dimensions when i say fuck the syntax and the linear combustion of a wick buring at both ends but o i will last the night alright i will see the fuse light the bomb and run for cover see the magnitude of a million eschatons and this wont be flakey hippy poetry about love life and light inasmuch as they are mathematical equations and arrangements of strategik syntactical structure i'm talking about the essence here like what i was hung up on as i arrived on this page this temporary deluge of monsters will pass by like wind does, moving thru heart aware of itself beating in tune with the planet indeed no other rhythm pulsates as loud and i hear the phrogs outside the window ]resonantly reverberating the harmonik