The Dinghy

The Dinghy

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Monday, June 16, 2003
 
As the rhapsodically orientated waxing wanes, we wonder why what has heretofore inspired so much mirth now necessitates excess girth. Yes: in our maddening methods and pathetic processes, we are getting plump. Yes, the fat of our bulbous rhetoric is as much in need of trimming as the bulbosity of our overbearing personality. YES: what was once marvelously pithy has given way, in our exegetical tirades, to what is pitiably bulbous. WE CANNOT, ANYMORE, UTTER A SIMPLE UTTERANCE WITHOUT PERIPATETATING THE POINT TO THE POINT OF ABSURDITY. OUR PERIPATETICISM BEGETS VIEWPOINTS OBSCURED AS IN POINTILLISTIC (I.E. FRACTURED) FASHION. POINTILLISM BEGETS ABSURDITY. ALGEBRA = YOU ARE MUSIC.
 
And for this, we feel shame.
 
What I am saying: I'm sorry. Let's start over.
 
I'm sorry. Let's start over:
 
I have nothing to say.
 
Goodbye forever.


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