The setup is given too much credit for getting there first
The order of configurative events is not a signal
Of how the way of things might be in any forward way
Fore behind is the aft of another boat
Removed from the front to get on board
And whether or not it's the same ship
From These Myths of us
The boards are different
The seas are different
And the thing in itself
Ontologically speaking
Doesn't know what it is
So descriptively wreaking
Havoc upon the dialect
Of any given language
To get to this clear picture
An imagery photograph
Is a false project
For the setup is given to much credit for getting there first
The code might be written in such a way to get such a logical outcome
But backspace
And delete
Are very available
As are copy
Paste
Cut
It's fun to tell the stories
That made up a beginning
A hypothesis of entrants
But it becomes a lot less fun
When these stories become beliefs
Become articles of faith
Become the law of the land and the sea and the space
Rather than seeing the earth encircled by the sun and all the stars
See the dice and getting rolled again and again
With a few rules for bouncing
That couldn't be predicted
Beyond any moderate statistical significance
Leaving behind the sense that you came from somewhere
And that now I'm going somewhere as a result of where we came from
Is a maneuver
That cannot be pre-programmed
It must be intuited
Though it does not have a mustiness
Only a possibility
Roman Ryan 