Qais

It was a gossamer day, sitting motionless in a mastaba waiting for telos. It is quite odd that when a rich man becomes poor, it is considered a misfortune. Now, if a poor man becomes destitute, that would be a moral evil. What you hear and what you read are two different things. The auricular language has no punctuation—if we take English for example—how would you know what word is uppercase or lower, where a sentence ends or begins. Would any god give oral revelation in English? For that matter would god give oral instructions in French, German, Spanish, Russian, or any language that shares the same punctuation as English?

There are certain people—they live among us—for whom things are arranged differently, for them everything is mapped out, from cradle to the grave.

Today was an auspicious day, full of fury and thunder. I followed my special proclivity of being an abject indolent. I am still in search of that fantastic formula, a formula that can engender the truth value of any given statement. The pantheons—if they have this secret formula—could give it to their devotees, then the devotees could use it to find the truism of the pantheons. This would be the tumbling ouroboros where god is sacrificed for the devotee—reminds me of a very popular religion of our own time—they say, it is a teleological god.

There seems to be no difference between palaces and temples, both are adorned with clinquant. How do you know the path you are on actually leads to the truth? The praxis triplicity will lead you to triple destinations then torn asunder as if peculating into an event horizon.

It was an acclivitous day where laws of causation were suspended. An action does not lead to a consequence. A new world engendered where everyone suffers from chronic eustress. When talking to a pragmatic person it is best not to bring up communism. One always has chimerical dreams of a classless polity where you own nothing and advocate a proletariat overthrow of capitalist structure, if you can find it.

It has come to my attention that in all ancient cultures, when a sacrifice is made, it is never poultry or marine life or any wild beast. It has to be a four legged domesticated animal or human.

Today was a precipitous day, everything was at a decline including water. It has been suggested that independence is synonymous with unity. When independence is introduced it is a complete break from any previous associations, in conclusion independence is the complete antithesis of unity. The document know as The Declaration of Independence signifies a disintegration of the whole. One party defines it as treason and the other as independence.

This nation has been suffering from alexithymia since its inception and the search for any roborant has been forsaken. A nascent erudition could solve this kerfuffle.

Today was a frabjous day, it is always quite eventful when no events actually happen. In the upper echelons people employ two types of speaking methods, private of public. It is more of esoteric or exoteric—if you don’t tell them what you are doing then they will not know what you are doing wrong. What exactly are they doing wrong? They could be involved in some unsavory scandals—why is there never a savory scandal? They normally employ methods of distraction, distortion, deception and pure perfidiousness. It is the Greeks again that taught us the art of sophistry under the guise of rhetoric.

War drums are beaten by people who worship democracy and capitalism. It seems having enough is never enough—always have the hope for that second mountain of gold. Commerce and trade not only make a nation but it also makes history. The whole nation is chloroformed to go out with an indolent.