deafeating repetition

defeating repetition lies under the malediction repetition puts you under dig another then youre done no more repetition

we know the names we do not know the names any better we can point and call and declare the substance of a thing define its borders shape size density we know the names of the things which we can not conquer except in their naming we own their existence a thing is not a thing without a name

this house that has stood generations the sum substance total of my father’s father’s father and his wife and daughters their lives and livelihood the sweat tears and blood their lives are the marrow of this soil the feed of the grass growing beneath my feet and their flesh and bones have this purpose what of their thoughts and wishes these feelings unnamable everything that lacks a name lacks a life here now the insubstantial remains so ethereal the atmosphere that imbues this horizon with a feeling different from its color different from its science its density and attributes

this bone tunnel through which we travel the words are flames that burn the kindling of your thoughts I extinguish them with my flesh the physical world dampers the mental plane the wash of oceanic feelings the ether floating above and beyond your simple grasp to catch and feast upon the conquer