Ants are stupid. They wander around in the spectrum of earth leaving trails of Formic acid. Darwin probably made them do this. Other ants follow the trails and there you have industry, Communist-style. That trail may lead to foodstuff--a dead worm, a piece of candy. This provides Ants with purpose tho it looks pretty stupid. The trail might lead to aphids, which ants milk for sugar or something. We call this a symbiotic relationship because neither side gets the better of the other. Ants wear Iron Man suits made from sclerotinand possess super strength. So why don’t they fly around saving the world? Who knows, who cares? Ants staying occupied and following the formic acid keeps their Communism alive. Whatever they find at the far end of the formic trail they bring back to camp and whoever's in charge. No one gets rich in this system except that one in charge. No one voted for that ant, either, they just won the birthright lottery. The rest remain lumpen. You wouldn't know about lumpen but it makes the many seem like one. Unlike you who are unique and precious.
From the thing itself, beyond seasoned aptness. Life is like living but blurred by you were listening. Aspect ratio telemetry in myriad languages smooth as rocks approaches time to look. Words piece together things or things find words. Endlessness is a choice, written big in words as shiny as geese. Words simply take the time in radiation and radical point. Stein wrote the heft of nothing special, start there or whatever. You can slowly adjust the franchise, commodity's inner workings. Subglacial quips, subliminal washouts, frantic azure in the breeze of frosty Friday: these special sparking hallways slyly enjoin. Maybe you read too much into reading too much. Further on is where you’ll stay.
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