Minutes on thoughts of Ambience in its Entirety.
Feed
Feeding the feats of others:
Grumbling abouts,
That’s in our Nature
Bee-ing of Kindness,
And everyone
Is recognizable
In You.
Feet are on the ground.
secret 's revealed
Remuneration is renounce from the duties
Of daily encounters;
Will you postpone the daily evenings
Of crashing count-downs to
Misery of encounters?
renounce
Renouncing from the dues of daily,
Dancing around Ideas which leads to Emergency
Of combined confusions;
Let the body speak in front of you,
drawings
Writing about drawings: what an irony …
Combining these two will result into stories
On walls and papers;
Don’t let your imagining going too freely.
I’m sick
Vices are dependencies of the motion in the world.
Depraving conditins of human existence to be rebuilt on the
ruins of evil restriction.
One in an hour I have to take my ‘shot’ on cigarettes ratio.
I’m sick of this whole on my precarious existence ‘cause
this ratio is a ‘must’ in mine.
Quitting smoking is a matter of volition which I prefer to
avoid in favor of thinkfull.
ambiance
Listening to the Vision of Infinite Rhyme
On uncalculated free Integral of autumnal ambiance,
Solving it by partitioning the Secrets of Life into tights,
Perceiving only the discomfort in the resulting outbreaks
