perpetual blip

parte uno

capable of such potent dread and yet incessantly obsessed with spectacle.

misplaced grit. misaligned wit.

utopia and dystopia in parentheses, mere figures of speech granting sheer pomposity.

qualia persists but devoid of lucidity, absent of oblivious existence’s momentary epiphanies and consequent forgetfulness

bird o bird, dog o dog, roach o roach are we as much a spectacle as we like to think we are, or are we just useful if we are useful at all

as useful as the earthworms are, do we serve the unnamed, unrecorded purpose to aid your existence the very way only we might think during our enlightened times rare as they are.