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Erik T. Johnson: Proser - Poet - Performer

AN UPLIFTING, COMPLETELY NON-POLITICAL POST

1/26/2017

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​They can fuck all they want with reality, but Alternative Facts are not sticks, stones, nor words worth paying any attention to, as far as FICTION is concerned.


Reality isn't possible without the real existence of Fiction. 


So I speak unto my fellow (but not fraternal) dumb American racist, stupid, rude (Alright, got me there) citizens when I say go lie and fuck with the truth all you want.

Nyah-Nyah.


Ya know why?

No force on earth can subjugate fiction, 

imprison imagination, 
deport a rhythmically perfect description 
         of a thing, a life, an emotion or premonition.
         of a . . .  



You cannot waterboard poetry
You cannot build a wall strong and high enough to keep Fiction from crossing whatever borders it wants, including but not limited to the
geographical 

ethnic
biological 
scandalous
familial
criminal
sad


I am not suggesting Alternate Facts have no ill sway on our culture. What I'm saying is that Fiction, or Fucktion (just made that up, probably stupid, hindsight is 20/20, why does "hind" have sight, there's no eyes on buttocks?), has an even greater power, and infinite ways to implement imaginary tactics that can destroy the Alternate Facts (especially since they are meaningless sounds, with all the sensible clout of a noisy boiler rattling off all night, and you trying to sleep).

Speaking of which, I wish most of you a good night's sleep, and 

I wish the rest of you 
(YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE 
                          BECAUSE YOU KNOW NOTHING ELSE) 
nothing,
except one piece of advice: 



If you're ever in Brooklyn, 
I recommend you stay out of my fucking way. 

That last part's FICTION, by the way. Maybe . . . 

Nota Bene: This post was a mood thing.
Could it be a mood swing? Only time will tell.
For now, that's my problem. 
​I'll let you know when it's yours, too.






















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John F.D. Taff link
1/27/2017 02:49:01 pm

I want to hug you until you can't breathe anymore, then continue to hug your loveable, but quite cold, corpse! Preach on!

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Cara H link
7/1/2022 10:15:44 am

Nicee blog thanks for posting

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"They all think I'm mad! My ideas crazy! Well . . . it would do well for them to remember they laughed at Groucho Marx, too!" 
            --Louis-Ferdinand Céline
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