8.vi.22
886
3.159
all
that we believe is true
to speak is to fall into tautology
– Borges
it won’t matter what
won’t matter who
believed is all it takes to be
goes for science, for logic too
contraries in particular
perhaps they are the truest
all
possible somewhere
because
believed
ride
unicorn, cloud cuckoo
white
knuckles grip the edge of the seat
some
things happen because they do
odds
kick in
or
fortune smiles
worlds enough for
all of us
everything is magic
and somewhere off
the map
the inside out
upside down folk
live under stones
in the tops of a tree
everything
intended
happens
for a reason or otherwise
most
natural things are out of this world
anything
at all is how we are
ruling
nothing out or in
somewhere
having once been
just
think of a thing
it
remains the case
or it
was once in a while
might
yet
they
say ‘it might never happen’
don’t
know what they’re talking about
of
course the others are all wrong
that’s
as true as ever
here we
are again
won’t
see past self
or what
we’re part of
I mean
to say that the holy is hidden
…
behind that curtain, veil torn, gone
we all
must wait to the unknown
where
what will be already is
who
will kick us down the stairs?
that
will be everyone’s guess
remember
the single cell loll?
that
was us
everything
else is also
everything
you believe is true
but none
of this can matter now
in the
beautiful lie where we live
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