Wednesday, December 3, 2008

The Art of Contemplating Absolutely Nothing

Multiple lulls sentenced with wildly varying, freakish mental anomalies, we despairingly trudge amongst queries.

Amid the modest piles of immaculate, wrapped extensions of neurons, I wavered, having the foresight to belittle the very concept in which attitudes carry pensiveness.

Time permitting, you will catch the mother of the storm by accident and wisp a delicate wind among the immense tides, extending gratuity and ciphering an aptitude full of inclination.

Comprehension withstands but through servile fortitude, thus rendering the utmost competent defunct.

Retrospection emits constant pending, yet upon cultivation, the diligent thrusting of layer upon layer of negation until, through sheer conviction, emanated evocation... cathartically expunged.

by Royce Waxenfelter
7/19/96

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