antennae pointed eastwards

receives invisible wave

signals of proper gander

microscopic zoom blurs the

bigger picture's real edges;

I remain shadow dwelling

freestyle sonnet #040: THINKING ABOUT IBN SINA'S FLYING MAN ARGUMENT

Metaphysics beta data statistics say
meh, whatever forever, sever five senses
sense of am I experienced, leaving blank grey
space with person flying, sans physical fences

of body, and whatever we is will still
realize existence, regardless of internal
organs or even brain. Yet, how to explain will,
and its connection to consciousness? Truth kernel

explodes into hot popular misconception;
"I"s grasp transplanted educations with more force
than innate notions intuited, introspection
seen as deceiving scientific method's course.

"I" don't know though - this is universal, we know;
but contemplating through self's not same as ego.

freestyle sonnet #039: SO MUCH USELESS LINKS RE: FAMOUS DEATH BUT REALLY THIS COULD BE ABOUT ANYTHING ANY DAY

Quantity of nutritionless information
overload exploding through wireless connections
to digital network - psyche devastation,
third eye rubbed shut by foggy, hazy deceptions,

or half-formed thinks tossed litter-like across platforms
tapping pack norms built into our tribal innate
genetic make-up. All these meaningless brainstorms
of celebrated moments choke heart into state

of inertia. Social dementia, all quickly
forgotten as soon as next hot new nowness gets
inserted into vast data inputs slickly.
Metaphysically sick as it never lets

up, mainstream more massive and ceaseless than ever,
causing clenched heart to want to logout forever.

amethyst mythologies

of ancient mountain water

returned as bird-brained human

traditional columns built

by slaves, either directly

or indirect off profits

prolific and underground

like tree roots have taught; those who

don’t dig past mainstream left lost

manufactured sunshine trapped

inside metallic plastic

and lit with dinosaur fire

cultured concrete crystals still

remain susceptible to

wild breaches through neglect cracks

sky ripples complementing

white siding's repetitive

but practical appearance

OH MIGHTY HEAVENS ABOVE

MY TENDRILS REACH INTO YOUR

GREY VOID FOR PRECIOUS SUNSHINE!

country sausage and fireworks

and cigarettes and shit like

that in a yellow building

in real life advanced mushroom

technologies go deeper

than literally deeper

TOP TEN DIRTGOD PRESIDENTIAL ENDORPHINS

iNTERNAL DOUBTS DON'T
CREEP SO MUCH AS TiDAL FLOOD
BASED iN DEPRESSiON#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/fVUqxIZCBa

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

FRAUD SYNDROME FOG THiCK
*DiRTGOD* RECLAiMiNG MUD NAME
FROM iNHERENT SHAME#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/bkXYBSEf2v

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

SOME FOLKS BORN TO LOSE
DON'T HATE THE PLAYER, PLAYA
HATE THE GAME (HATER)#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/ofimf7d4IT

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

i VOTE EACH MORNiNG
WiTH EXHAUSTED FiST HiTTiNG
SNOOZE BUTTON - GET WOKE#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/hNUF8zBeTA

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

QUALiTY OF LiFE
HARDLY EVER CONSiDERED
WHEN BREATHiNG DiRT AiR#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/TuZmviVRcI

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

CALL MYSELF DiRTGOD
THOUGH STRiCTLY SiNNER CLASS WHEN
FOLLOWiNG SCRiPTURE#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/VFMIEq6tRQ

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

WRiTE MY OWN SCRiPTURES
- REVELATiONS 3:16
STiLL 4:69#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/my48ACcFaV

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

SUPREME YiN-YANG MATH
CREATiNG SEROTONiN
RE-FLOOD WiTH WHAT'S REAL#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/GUuIm2siKf

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

BATTLE OF THE FLOODS
- iNTERNAL CHEMiSTRiES VERSE
iS EXTERNAL FOGS#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/X8Wy6rhUY2

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

DiRTGOD DEEP-ROOTED
iN RECREATiVE ROOTiNG
- LiTERAL *FUCK iT*#HAiKU #ROJONEKKUhttps://t.co/3024YPQeus pic.twitter.com/W0cX0LRr5C

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

#1: iNTERNAL DOUBTS DON'T/CREEP SO MUCH AS TiDAL FLOOD/BASED iN DEPRESSiON

#2: FRAUD SYNDROME FOG THiCK/*DiRTGOD* RECLAiMiNG MUD NAME/FROM iNHERENT SHAME

#3: SOME FOLKS BORN TO LOSE/DON'T HATE THE PLAYER, PLAYA/HATE THE GAME (HATER)

#4: i VOTE EACH MORNiNG/WiTH EXHAUSTED FiST HiTTiNG/SNOOZE BUTTON - GET WOKE

#5: QUALiTY OF LiFE/HARDLY EVER CONSiDERED/WHEN BREATHiNG DiRT AiR

#6: CALL MYSELF DiRTGOD/THOUGH STRiCTLY SiNNER CLASS WHEN/FOLLOWiNG SCRiPTURES

#7: WRiTE MY OWN SCRiPTURES/- REVELATiONS 3:16/STiLL 4:69

#8: SUPREME YiN-YANG MATH/CREATiNG SEROTONiN/RE-FLOOD WiTH WHAT'S REAL

#9: BATTLE OF THE FLOODS/- iNTERNAL CHEMiSTRiES VERSE/iS EXTERNAL FOGS

#10: DiRTGOD DEEP-ROOTED/iN RECREATiVE ROOTiNG/- LiTERAL *FUCK iT*

TOP TEN RE-SUNZ FOR SHARD STABZ

stab the daze with shards
rehab hidden pain thru art
fuck brain, love with heart#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/igU7iuon0d

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

hustlin' like raindrops
notions booming like thunder
write like lightning strikes#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/3b3xZ5ln72

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

new writing real talk -
editing is for assholes
marketing more so#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/sO6hDfUOBK

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

one time these assholes
convinced me to listen to
Crush It book on tape#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/GzWG6dhMzG

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

you know what crushes?
non-pre-fabricated real life
crushing from all sides#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/fyfgamXqmL

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

sometimes heart muscle
clenches into power fist
unable to smash#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/DmfZkUYhxh

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

smash the daze with shards
release stress tension thru art
fuck brain, love with heart#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/zGrr75PYh6

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

gut intuition
tells me human condition
has not progressed much#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/dk3PUlnogX

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

life is easier
but also complicated
in much harder ways#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/gSaNpASrns

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

slice those ways with shards
simple-minded simple man
freebird lyrics fade...#rojonekku#haiku pic.twitter.com/2iYSGuvnYR

— Tha Dirt-God (@rojonekku) April 14, 2016

#1: stab the daze with shards/rehab hidden pain thru art/fuck brain, love with heart

#2: hustin' like raindrops/notions booming like thunder/write like lighting strikes

#3: new writing real talk -/editing is for assholes/marketing more so

#4: one time these assholes/convinced me to listen to/Crush It book on tape

#5: you know what crushes?/non-pre-fabricated life/crushing from all sides

#6: sometimes heart muscle/clenches into power fist/unable to smash

#7: smash the daze with shards/release stress tension thru art/fuck brain, love with heart

#8: gut intuition/tells me human condition/has not progressed much

#9: life is easier/but also complicated/in much harder ways

#10: slice those ways with shards/simple-minded simple man/freebird lyrics fade...

democracy limited

by participants - those who

choose (or are allowed) to say

feeling fogged off farm-to-brain

pharmaceuticals whilst wild

in forest festivities

bleeding hearts don't recognize

once the trauma is survived,

healing’s completed within

no lack of private property

signs on this godforsaken

American continent

magic jukebox reflections

of otherworldly throughts through

red maple network connects

internet reading list of late

(triplicates of links that occupied my idled mind while at *work* recently)

What the Hell Happened in East New York by Kevin Heldman
An interesting but also depressing as fuck read about a part of New York City left behind, and even if it did get gentrified, it's not like the fuckers who live there now would be the ones who benefit. Where do they ship off all the poors as they gentrify all these urban downtowns across America? Who the fuck has the money to afford these newly gentrified areas? I am by no means a destitute person at this point in my life, but I seriously got no idea how these things are afforded, and why it is happening. I feel like a fucking alien many days - and I am a fully employed and comfortable enough person. The pyramid scam has us all looking up at what the ones above us got that we don't, without seeing all the people below we're stepping on. All any of us see, all the way up to the 1% at the top, is "Look at that motherfucker up there, with all his success. He ain't shit." Sigh.

The Throwaways by Melissa Chadburn
A couple years back this piece came out, but in true internetting fashion, it just crossed my stream of digital consciousness early this week. Obviously, there's some shit that I can't relate to (I have not been raped, I would be considered by society at large as a white male) but there's some parts I relate to so fucking well it literally made me want to cry. Poverty, and the instability that goes along with that, can make motherfuckers crazy, for the rest of their lives. For me, this was a very beautiful essay to read, and a good thing to hit myself with on a Monday morning. Also, despite shit being totally fucked, and those who have mostly fucked it being completely unwilling to even admit any part in this, much less actually change, there is always hope. Perhaps not through the system (lol, y'all voting ass motherfuckers always thinking that shit's more important than real life actions) but around the system, in the tall grasses at the edge of the system, like dandelions sprouting through cracks in the sidewalk. There's some haiku that came from my brain that I used to love to paraphrase at haiku events about "cracks in the system / always need middle fingers / inserted, wiggling". That's the only way.

The Sugar Conspiracy by Ian Leslie
A very different bent on this article, but also not really. I have complained to many people beyond their tolerance for my diatribing about the inherent shortcoming of Science. We live in an era of scientific worship, and still seem to apply those antiquated "dominion over the earth" philosophies that came from Christianity, but we now filter them through science. Like, "we'll fix global warming, because Science!" Science is fucked, and corrupt, like all other human institutions. This article is a very good explication of that. And beyond that, on the specific level, it's a very real and interesting chunk of information on our diet, and how we may be (lol, "may") completely fucking ourselves up. Of course this article is at the Guardian, so it doesn't say it in such crude manners, but the historical account of saturated fats vs. sugar in making us all obese fucks causing our heart to clog into emergency brake one day is a solid enough read. My wife the herbalist has talked about a lot of this shit to me a lot, diatribing very much like I do about science, but only to me, and I got some yogurt after work because I'm on a yogurt drink with my adaptogenic herbal powders and some cayenne (keep the shit unclogged internally with the cayenne), and I always get whole milk because, well because. But the whole milk yogurt at stupid Trader Joe's (where what I thought was "good" yogurt is affordable) is full of sugar. The lowfat yogurt had sugar as ingredient too, and actually had more grams of sugars than the whole milk. The Greek shit had no added sugar, and like a fifth less of sugars on the nutritional label, but also was a dollar more. Why the fuck would we have a world where the less healthy shit, in fact destructive over time shit, is cheaper? Like, what is the thinking of "Well, you can get food to survive off of, I mean it's gonna give you cancer, but you got food, right?" Like why even make that shit? Oh yeah, money. So this third article does relate to the other two.

Deny, destroy, deface all devils.

path wandered haphazardly,

falling into directions

and going with momentum

alpha sparkle of youth fades

through the decades into rust

of weather-beaten meta

land escapes impossible

no matter manufactured

exception mythologies