& some & the media & the
Xpertz want this to be
a day of towerss
a day of terrors
a day of flights
a day of lossess
but 111 days before the end
of yet another digit in Western
years
it may well be the first day of Coptic
and Ethiopian countings
but not the anniversary of the
beginning of a new time of fear
but not the anniversary of a change before we can
and certainly not the anniversary of
the start of a mission that will never accomplish
It just feels like yet another day
brutal and deadly calm and
boring peaceful and lovely
in a spiralling world
always changing always many
and I only get a feel of it
as heartbeat
as moment
as wonder
as breath
as now
& so I will not try
to insert my kind of story
into the screaming narration/repetition of
specials
cause Shabine already told us from the
depths of the Sea
“I met History once, but he ain't recognize me”
[may all victims of violence in the manystories of this planet rest in peace
may all species in extinction rest in peace
may all rest in the assurance that no one leaves life alive
may all hidden fears of this uncertain certain death turn into a joyful now
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