ekkis
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poesi

poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

Ashes and Snow
ash must content itself with a little warmth no longer capable of nourishing a fire so must a man content himself with his intellect when his heart finally fiat-lines snow is content in the Spring knowing its days are numbered as men are, comforted in a fading Autumn knowing a long Winter fast approaches a proper trajectory ‘tis for mortal creatures to embrace Thanatos for the empires they build wash away in the tide before their very eyes [2-III-2021]
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