Poem of non-poetry

They are two and come home from partying.

They are two and she’s María.

They are six, very manly,

Who ignore cowardy. 

The men tell the other gal she can go,

She does without a doubt.

They are six and she is one.

What this game is about.

And after the barbarism, they left her for dead,

She very could have died that night.

She is one, her name María.

She is one, ill from guilt.

Her so-called friends made jokes on it.

Her family didn’t give her due support.

She is one, her name María.

There’s but solitude, there’s nothing but will…

To not die.

Abruptly, the seed explodes

Will.

Will to live. Will to Power.

She is one, her name María

She is one and only training exists.

She is one and her name is María.

She is one, and so there’s a God, so she trains.

And so years pass by..

She is one and her name is María.

Goes out in plain night, with suggestive wears.

She is one, and María is her name.

That night they were four.

Poor candies…

For she is one and María is her name.

She is one and remembers her training.

She is one and armed herself to the teeth.

Her name is María, as she grasped her iron punch.

As usual, she left nothing to chance.

She ensured they wouldn’t survive.

Thus doing favours to this sick world.

#ToldOnOnePage: Dedicatory and Page I

Told on One Page is a compilation of Microessay as said before.

It is, indeed, the first ever sample of this kind of writing.

‘To my great friend Mr. Socio, for not giving me yet reasons to kill him and thus keeping me from going to jail for such a shallow act.’

“Substantives

Must be the favourite kind of word of many philosophers. It is as easy as writing, or even saying one, to bring it into existence, from nothingness.

Yet substantives act not without the verb, which is preferred by people more pragmatic.

And what to say about imperative mode; Without it, people who for any reason are in a position of power, couldn’t act. Like when some bright spark takes things too far, thus giving you the right and the must to tell them off.

Although it might seem discriminatory, we are going to close on adjetives, these the chosen by people who give their opinion without any kind of consideration, that an attitide which provokes true hate and aversion when is due to afficion, and respect or even admiration when is due to their profession.”

Then again, people at Google, there’ain’t even no images in this entry.

Imagination Ablaze

It is. It is ablaze.

To transcribe, from this sheet…

Into another Writing Technique.

This is so pure.

Not a substace; rather an essence.

My mind is In Flames

Finally gaining control;

Mania over delirium.

Somewhat pleasant, truly scary.

The Nature of Imagination Itself.

Within my Imagination, Ablaze.

Ablaze.

Can imagine, far out from Existence-as-such.

Care to define:

Imagination: Faculty of the soul through which we humans can picture elements real or non-real, which would be of pieces of learnt reality, which very can be subjetive… Or merge them… And create… Then merge… Poetry.

And ultimately, Nothigness…

Thanks for reading.

Writing Technique II: Chance

Oneshot! *Dubs*

This is very self explainatory. You go into any random word generator, set the number of words of your choice, and hit “go”.

Here I see a story about a youth couple who were going to go to a concert on a date, but the musicians are on strike, so they decide to lose themselvevs in the wilderness, and… And?

Again, the goal of these Techniques is to gain inspiration.

And, again, I would be very happy if you cared to try by yourselves.

Thanks for reading.

Writing Technique I: Dream…

Neat illustration.

On this series of “Techniques of Writing”, we are going to throughoutly explore clever and creative ways of writing.

On this occasion, we are speaking about one of the main (if not the main) sources of inspiration of surrealists: The Dream.

First off, we have to know a minimum on what dreams are:

On Told on one Page (2015), I referred to dreams in these terms:

“Dreams

Are both a portal and a mirror.”

According to Psichology, whatever that may be… Dreams represent the true, bare and cruelly sincere, Ego. Id est: Our deepest desires, which may be dark to plain Black, our outmost fears and, above all, everything we have repressed during waketime.

Of course, ultimately, no one, but ourselves, may gain truth about our oniric world…

So let’s write and example:

Let’s say I’ve dreamt… That I have thrashed the crap out of my boss’ piece of shit of a body.

Now, we could write a short story on some guy who believes is dreaming, yet isn’t, and ends up serviting penal for life due to some… Misunderstanding.

I would truly love to see you people’s creations on these entrie’s comment sections.

On the Existence of God: Theodicy

Aristocle.

Theodicy is the arm of Philosophy (of Religion) which historically has attempted to argumentatively prove God’s existence.

These are some of said “attempts” so far:

1. Saint Tomás and Aristotelic Causality:

God is causa sui, id est, cause of Himself.

Everything has a cause. That would have a prior cause, and a prior cause… Ad infinitum.

So he concludes God is the ultimate cause and, cause of Himself.

2. Canterbuty and Ontologic Argument:

The original formulation includes many attacks against athiest and so on… But the argument is neat and follows as goes:

“God is that which bigger cannot be thought. He is also that which bigger cannot be thought, but must exist, for if He didn’t exist there would be a lesser thing, which, for being doted of existence, would be consequently bigger.”

Contraarguments have been made by many, e.g. Inmanuel Kant, but this argument is thought by many to be formally (logically) perfect.

3. Daniel Prior (I got an Ego, hum) and Gnoseologic Argument:

“Consider anything you know. Anything will do. Now consider where you learned it. Now consider where the person that taught it to you learned it.

Necessarily, we’ll come to something which someone knows, but no other person taught them.”

A more poetic formulation is: “All inspiration is of a divine nature.”

Theist Manifesto (Microessay)

Welcome to fiction…

1.

Enemiga.

Barely no books.

Barely no films, series.

Viodeogames? Tetris.

Everything gets easier,

Everything feels easier if there’s an Enemy.

And so he deserved it. And that’s how you obtain it. Revenge, violence.

Or he didn’t, and another person hurt him. So they deserved it.

And that’s how we obtain it. Vengeance. Violence.

Everything is easier if there’s an Enemy.

Malevolence.

2. Nocturna

I grew a flower which cannot blossom in a dream that cannot come true.

Thanks for reading.