Curved brittle black flecks assemble into thin horizontal arcs, piling upon one another to solidify into rib-like protrusions that extend off of a long bar of iron struck haphazardly (one time violently) into the ground. Air is damp brown mist and flurries of disembodied anger swirl about the construct, tearing flakes from the perpetually renewing ashen sinew of the breath-stealing dark substance into wet gusts of wind. Their screams are no longer in the air here.
There, the veracity and fidelity of the terrible acts committed in allegiance to the highest of evils, are no longer shocking; no longer unnerving thoughts to debilitated collapse – people metering a meticulously arranged emotional, psychological, mental and physical destruction with a grin – building demons to reap the harvest.
Assign these values – never to be calculated by people in lab-coats with embroidered letters, never to be cross-checked with doctoral applications – the crooked teeth of mankind’s manicured smile.
(Do not wander too close, do not wander to become far.)
“We recorded approximate locations, and calculated probabilistic associations between dynamics of a system that is defined by a language we made up. Does that help?”
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Throughout the whole piece for some, but definitely for the second half to the rest, the difficulties of what has been developed using lies in physics is being covered by this poem; it’s a common theme in my work.
Here’s an 8 page thought experiment on the lies in physics and math: https://anewgnosis.com/2021/08/25/the-problem-of-negatives-physics-and-management-systems/
