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Isabel: A Report to an Academy

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Realising happiness and joy is just a construct of a self deception Should it keep you from lying? Plato once said: "Carve me a head! Necessity is the mother of invention" Did it keep him from dying? I think you got a problem You got a problem I think you're thinking too much Don't trust a music teacher who is quoting Nietzsche To bear the silence of the scotch I think you got a problem, you got a problem Darwin didn't love you very much But he gave you evolution and the institution that is your artificial crutch Go back to sleep, this is the age of the deep slumber Don't be afraid of the blue skies Enter the merry-go-under And see your life through the eyes of Isabel Are you the ghost of Vermeer with a table leg staring into the light From above? Are you a burning giraffe on the borderline making a mantelpiece for a dove? Are you a basket of bread for the afterlife on a cabinet, or a bed stand? Hail the hallucinogenic toreador of kitsch! Isabel, show me life, I'll follow the lights into the hole Go back to sleep, this is the age of the deep slumber Don't be afraid of the blue skies Enter the merry-go-under Through the cracks in the glacial mass Where the seagulls collide Look away, Isabel! Wonderful, wonderful nib Pointing up like the manicured finger of Magritte Could I write me out of solipsism with some chalk on a floorboard? The yellow lemon stairs to a dead end, inexplicable lady friend Name the unnamable object with a word - a word, little parakeet!


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