m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


Eroica

Eroica

 

Eroica played softly in the background,

They was defiant refusing to only use femail.

They wanted nothing to be associated

with that other mayle nor any binary descriptor.

They left this limiting intersex spectrum, a single pronoun

possessed by language

and like all human beings life obliged They

over and over to a rebirth. To a form

remember the end is the beginning, a separation.

They’s fleeting thoughts ran towards floating uteruses,

wandering wombs, They dreamed of an animal within an animal.

Thus, They’s mind within a mind was for a time a seesaw,

thrown back to bicameral then one whole again,

sparks fly and a giant elve forms above spring.

This reddish ring of light in the dark sky hovered near the edge

of space like electric flashes between neurons,

a brain within a brain, a sort of thermodynamic soup.

They observed this boltzmann brain with hive vision

and nagging thoughts of g-d’s debris. Flat, one verse in a hexagonal torus

hyperlink opening a chain link in the noosphere evolving towards omega,

emissions of light and very low frequency

perturbations due to electromagnetic pulse moved things along.

Through this opening drag and pinch a muscling cervix,

They saw a cluster of sprites dancing nearby

a subsiding chance for flares and rejoiced!

Over and over throughout a lifetime,

all human beings must give birth to themselves again;

over and over patterns develop to crescendo,

whatever protocol, They absorbed these beautiful architectural patterns

but nothing could support They’s speed of insight.

Now machine learning was at the heart of all decision making,

a second blooming. They asked, “what comes next”,

the fourth movement firing beyond the speed of light? Link to hypertext,

point click no longer needed beyond hypermedia,

wombs of the universe, wombs within wombs;

They dreams g-d becomes the universe!

The wandering black hole of every galaxy consumes  

axions sending out gravitational waves.

Superradiance bursts forth...the next chaos.

Eroica marked middle birth, ceasing to play

They saw the sky turn green from blue,

They, the hero... They becomes you!


 

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