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08 Apr, 2026

how dense? you chant
i lie
in layers

of could we still?
our raging hearts 
our tempest air 
our autopoietic 
nightmare?

for yes - those who repeat history 
are doomed to imply synonymy -
they are transient bindings in the march of axiomy
abstractable details describe inevitability
are necessarily obviated by their hunger for glory,
or power, or hate, or pleasure

and i fear at times
that this is all we are
we are destined by 
some trick of physic
to be like this
we us like this and all of us 
some macro emergent
like selfish genes play game theory cynics
we all know it's wrong, but

somehow again, it is already here,
the cruelty, violence, war, 
more technology to hurt us
already inborn and cursed to suffer,
to suffer like we chose it 
all born already too late to turn back
we flowers blooming
consume their earth

yet my heart does not rage
it roils a little 
(some underground lake)
there is music and poetry 
there is you and me -
my friends who sing in close harmony
all thrive in the face of axiomy
they are the true great things of history

oh yes, i have seen kindnesses they could not conceive
which any sufficiently complex axiomatic system could not cohere -
i am sure you have too -
and the principle of explosion
the seed of hope, 
i think,
i feel

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