03-17-2013, 04:34 AM
You know, I hear this fifty times a day, the notion that we are all homogenised: pseudo-intellectual nonsense…
‘judge Schreber has sunbeams in his ass. A solar anus. And rest assured that it works: judge Schreber feels something, produces something, and is capable of explaining the process theoretically: the effects of a machine, not mere metaphors.’
There is no conspiracy in poetry, only the effects. If you feel left out, then write something better, no matter how twisted… it will punch through all that, and connect to the reader directly onto the nervous system… a laugh, a tear, a thought, a sigh… not a ‘oh look, he’s said nothing, but wow! he’s omitted the gap between the comma, must be a genius…’ that is nothing but a Freudian nightmare.
‘judge Schreber has sunbeams in his ass. A solar anus. And rest assured that it works: judge Schreber feels something, produces something, and is capable of explaining the process theoretically: the effects of a machine, not mere metaphors.’
There is no conspiracy in poetry, only the effects. If you feel left out, then write something better, no matter how twisted… it will punch through all that, and connect to the reader directly onto the nervous system… a laugh, a tear, a thought, a sigh… not a ‘oh look, he’s said nothing, but wow! he’s omitted the gap between the comma, must be a genius…’ that is nothing but a Freudian nightmare.
