And today, existentialism is.
He speaks of essence,
but the classroom’s hot
and butterflies don’t.
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artist: megan hildebrand
about me
- naomi
- "literature is not exhaustible, for the sufficient and simple reason that a single book is not" (jorge luis borges).
from my notes (there must have been a sneeze):
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ring around the rosy
pocket full of posies
husha, husha,
we all fall down...
inside the belly of the whale? no! the ass. the belly of the ass just begs for your throbbing, weeping pustules. it inverts, rejects the tender, swollen organs and splintering bones of the malnourished livestock (he knows his place) and embraces your sweating chills and oozing buboes.
it must be the light, the Light, and so we retreat into darkness to barter for a postponed suffering. Souls are rotting with the flesh, and the individual molds alone, Pandora the explorer.
Bless you!
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