|The other members really don't like it because they came here for something other than poetry.|
|Much we can learn from good examples.|
More we can learn from wrong examples (vice versa).
Most we can learn from bugs.
|And now I will show, where these assumptions would have ended:|
The twilight in the dawn.
The place of ideas, my castle of my kingdom in the world.
The place of hidden knowledge, the isle of my kingdom in the heaven.
And then my gift: The GRAIL.
The great mystery: my blood, my spirit came into the world.
Jesus didn't mean the Wisdun before 2000 years.
The Holy Ghost will come into this world this Wisdun yet.
Ratio and Poetry combined.
The new mind will awake.
Left and right side of our brains come together.
The long awaited reconnection with the subconscious would happen.
The birth of a new universe a new age of time.
The waterman age will begin on Sunday.
|what do you say about my hex poem?|
|But my mix began to show more and more intermixes, which seemed to come from someone else|
|Oh freddled gruntbuggly/thy micturations are to me/As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee.|
Groop I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes. And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon, see if I don't!
|But who can know now anything anymore?|
It looks all so twisted and reverted and being so mired that nobody can untangle it anymore.
It seems, that I have created the Gordian Knot