noise:
room tones. the refrigerator trots. an insect screams. the imagination flares. the television talks in the apartment next door. electricity surges through the skeleton of the building. two bodies function and a shower spigot rings.
street sounds. secular screeches. lovers quarrel but things are left unsaid. birds squawk. a host of sirens. order and chaos. mechanisms grind against each other. in fits and starts. gases rise and a hydrant is unleashed.
laughter.
laughter.
the advertisements are the sound of time.
this intermediate state might have rules
but i don't know them.
a brief proof for the non-existence of objectivity:
because each being perceives experience for themselves,
even if there were an objective reality
we would not be able to understand and/or describe it.
therefore
a fact is a specific perspective.
a specific perspective is not a fact.
a fact is an unfact.
i was under the impression this has been covered.
the biggest fact of them all,
the most specific thing you can say about anything:
it appears that we are here for a short time and then we cease to be here.
a brief discussion on double binds:
each is an island.
existence is with others.
heroes and villains.
existence is with others.
own personal jesus.
existence is with others.
every debate is on semantics.
i don't know what happened. i wasn't there.
i saw what happened. my glasses were clouded.
a list of items found on the body.
a list of items around the body.
it is clear that i am at a definitional stage.
which is the stage of action?
(the space behind / the space between) the observation of observable phenomena:
this is how we speak of the real.
the apparent world lyingly added.
because of course
what is really there
is not really there at all.
goddamnit you bastards
i've gone crosseyed and painless!
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