Window glass. full of cat bones. Imperfect synchronous timing.
for my return... back home.
Pleasured by the scent.
of dead wet leaves .
on a mild November morning,
carried on a stiff freeze.
Find a sense of satisfaction.
by documenting. the little things.
that would be. otherwise forgotten,
just like the wakeful.
dissipation of beautiful dreams. Someday soon .
my spirit will go on to be.
the Akashic editor in chief,
sworn keeper of the truth.
Thoroughly fact checking.
through the use.
of a multidimensional skeleton key. Suffer no false witness.
I'll be the watcher at the well,
ghost of the oracle at Tetanus,
guardian enforcer .
for the farmer and the dell.
My blessings... innumerable.
I'm never one to complain,
but I'll report anything unusual.
directly to the notebook page.
With the pathogenical answer.
for the well being and quality of life.
of every single animal on earth,
no matter how small its height,
the carnivorous predator .
shall sand its own teeth down dull.
Turn a new leafy vegetarian.
through the progressive .
evolution of its soul.
Ask me any question .
and I'll tell no librarian, ...
though be aware .
that occasionally.
the non fictional section .
may rotate and transform.
into something less historically antiquarian.
Even physical proof.
might sometimes be found.
more ambivalently aloof.
I call a matter of perception.
to give testimony.
on the witness stand booth.
Situational awareness.
should be considered.
from an omnipresent P.O.V.
Examination of evidence.
from every direction. is essential.
in order to form.
an honest decision to be reached.
I have been tasked with jury duty.
for the case of humanity's past.
against the people of the United States. who make fantastical claims .
against important moments.
which they say may not have happened. District attorney assigned.
to this devil's advocation debate.
court is always adjourned.
for another time,
and the accusers are forced .
to patiently wait.
We first learned of nine.
planets in our solar system,
but even that got reduced to eight.
plus changes have been made.
to the method we use.
to measure mathematical formulas.
So now the answer .
cannot come out exactly the same.
The nature of reality .
is undergoing a rework. Reboot.
So ask all of your questions tomorrow.
...
if you want the real truth. ...
...
Window glass... full of cat bones... Imperfect, synchronous timing.
For my return... back home,..
pleasured by the scent...
of dead,.. wet... leaves....
on a mild November morning.
carried by a stiff breeze. ..
Ask me any question. ..
and I'll tell... No...lie...
No... librarian, ..
though be aware..
that occasionally. ..
the nonfictional section....
may rotate... and transform...
into something... less... historically... antiquarian.
..
Even physical proof ...
might sometimes be found..
more.. ambivalently aloof...
