I Can Man U Foxtrot Perpetually
Do you know what is absurd. Language. Absurd and arbitrary and utterly necessary. Words mean nothing without context, without other words, without implications, without nuances. I can say outrageous things and it means nothing. It means nothing because I don't put any meaning there.
I can devalue everything and anything by becoming an atheist to the ways of language, to the spoken and written word.
I can rip through the fabric of time and space and ride fucking unicorns through fields of poppies and broken dreams. Soup spoons soothingly sociopathically sip saucy spoiled spinal spores.
Preciously and surreptiously I threw his moustache off the parapet and then ate his heart with my eyes. I am more than words will ever describe and I am nothing because without words - how can anything mean anything?
We are shackled and enslaved but sweet freedom is an abandon that I shall never want.