We the without, of insufficient fuss
tacitly tautological moral objects
love scientists of Exist
do this day conceive contingent
that the Yes recorded No, our previously experiment
the that of for That's disgust
be today accounted anthropology
atoms are not imagination:
modern me, that logic object
I that Yes,
the scientist I to myself,
feels the apart me, not regarded by the world
philosophically in the think
correlating cause terrestrial, really is Did or Right
Therefore, the absolute order, moment, Now.
what disobedience from development
for Hitler's mystics, those who know and suicide
So yes, to whatever. Or and not No, sufficient of no.
To argument what Plotinus did is explanation also.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tanec, Yoda could have written this. Interesting syntax that explores much. You have a lot to sort out and share. Peace, Ray