things fall apart...structures fall to ruin...this is the law...accept
destruction for it is the birth process...all acts of destruction are creative acts...debate
me -- please!...rape. war. murder. this is the creative impulse with nowhere to go...chemical
imbalances in human envelopes...justifiable acts? situation/reality intolerable... must do
something for lack of a universally acceptable rational response, just fucking destroy...
that's what my chemical envelope does - create more chaos...a new order will make itself
apparent within the rubble...physical and emotional exhaustion are welcomed. logic enters
the picture only after the fact to help make understandable chaos...this is the law.

ha! as new paradigms of reality are built to include our new under-
standings of our experiential clockwork, chaos rolls on and further
expands out of our grasp...humankind is obsessed with understanding the workings of
self-projected clocks...all we hope to see...we will. all we deny of ourselves is the imagination
to see the nearly
imperceptible shards of intersecting probability on which we cut the soles of our feet by our
tireless treading...the universe as humankind
understands it is just a metaphor for how we as individual chemical
envelopes create reality...simple really -- we will it -- therefore it
becomes...this is the law.

the mercury of the occasion runs and slips into new and ever changing forms...destruction
inevitable...you are never in the now...never in the
present. combine your image with that which you taste...for it is this merging that creates
your reality...your universe...a moment so fleeting it is still being crystallized at the
intersection of these infinite
probabilities. to touch is to destroy...to relish is to revel in it's fracture...a birth process for
unnamed possibilities. the unknowing ceremony has commenced yet again...timeless...but
never the same
a giving to behold..."a miracle!", you say...not really...for it is
unconsciously controlled by all you do...all you desire. feel the chemistry of this moment
rinse through your being...touch it with the tip of your tongue. remember you are a witness
by your own choosing...all you have experienced and all that you will experience hold tenable
celebration at this
intersection...cherish it...for it is truly your own...this is the law of the creator.

-r.l. mcintosh