The air is electric tonight as the pen is insisting on finding its way to the page. And indeed these are the kinds of nights that I like. Catch a bit of a buzz and let the imagination fly. We’ll emigrate to another level of consciousness and see what inspiration arises. Philosophy lectures are long-winded but reading Nietzsche is eternally a proper delight.
Mediocrity
disavowed on endless night
mystical yearning
mutating into rhythm
mock poetics in full tow