haven't written in so long...
...and thus, a draft:
-- a theory of aesthetics
coincidence is infinitely more creative that consciousness
a fact which is the origin of that old saw
"truth is stranger than fiction,"
because it so difficult to get really good coincidence in fiction,
a thing constructed, quite unlike nature which produces
those wonderful coincidences and the tragic ones
which keep us all ablaze with hope or sorrow,
with all those feelings, consequences of our language.
and let it be known that, when writing this poem
for the first time I typed the word "conscience"
instead of consciousness into the blank body
of an email, without a subject line or a recipient,
like I always do when writing, a habit I picked up
years ago for convenience sake. So appropriate,
unintentionally so, so much that I could not have
thought of it in a thousand years without aid.
-- a theory of aesthetics
coincidence is infinitely more creative that consciousness
a fact which is the origin of that old saw
"truth is stranger than fiction,"
because it so difficult to get really good coincidence in fiction,
a thing constructed, quite unlike nature which produces
those wonderful coincidences and the tragic ones
which keep us all ablaze with hope or sorrow,
with all those feelings, consequences of our language.
and let it be known that, when writing this poem
for the first time I typed the word "conscience"
instead of consciousness into the blank body
of an email, without a subject line or a recipient,
like I always do when writing, a habit I picked up
years ago for convenience sake. So appropriate,
unintentionally so, so much that I could not have
thought of it in a thousand years without aid.