These are uncommon waters, kid,
Your standard tactics won’t hold true.
We are mangled wood connected
By ripples in a shared stream
Disentangling into a
Symmetric annihilation.
Category: Entanglement
Entanglement, previous versions
Uncommon Waters, or Entanglement
The only way we can become disentangled
is to collapse our shared waveform
which will result in the annihilation
of one of us—probably me
if not both
—
these are the uncommon waters that we share
your standard strategies simply don’t work
and that’s all I have to say, hell, it’s even
more than I have to say.
—
these are uncommon waters and mangled wood
we are as connected as the ripples flowing from
mangled wood [our shared reality?] the only way to become
disentangled is through mutual annihilation
—
these are uncommon waters where standard strategies don’t hold true
we are connected by the ripples that flow from the mangled wood
the only way to disentangle is through asymmetric annihilation
—
I’m older but your harsher
You’re younger but I’m more naive
—
these are uncommon waters, kid
[your] standard stratigies don’t hold
we are mangled wood connected
by ripples in the stream of space [a shared stream]
[the only way to become
disentangled]
to become disentangled means
asymmetric annihilation
disentanglement results in
asymmetric annihilation
disentangling into asymmetric annihilation
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Uncommon Waters OR Entanglement OR Mangled Wood OR Waveforms OR Beneath the Surface OR Below the Surface
—
These are uncommon waters, kid,
[Where?] Your standard strategies don’t hold [true].
We are mangle wood connected
By ripples in a shared stream
Disentangling into a asymmetric annihilation
disentangling into a
symmetric annihilation
—
These are uncommon waters, kid,
Where standard tactics don’t hold.
We are mangle wood connected
By ripples in a shared stream
Disentangling into a
Symmetric annihilation.
—
These are uncommon waters, kid,
Your standard tactics don’t hold true.
We are mangle wood connected
By ripples in a shared stream
Disentangling into a
Symmetric annihilation.
—
These are uncommon waters, kid,
Your standard tactics won’t hold true.
We are mangled wood connected
By ripples in a shared stream
Disentangling into a
Symmetric annihilation.
The View from the Alley
. These here are uncommon waters these here are things never encountered. These here are a sit of circumstances never encountered and never planned for. Here there be dragons and monsters and things unplanned and unanticipated. These here be crisis and discontent and blind stumbling down an ugly destructive path. These here be cold hearts. These here be mild interest and, again, self destruction. Hopes gone with the last beer with the last shot. These here be callous inconsideration and misguided dreams. Here be self-interest and unknowing hatred. Unknowing ill-regard. Unknowing non-friends but mostly blind disregard made manifest by the last clutching for meaning. Here there be the you that hurt me. Deliberately. Coldly. Menacing. In blurs. In quick cuts and mostly in ignorance. And delightful callous egocentric blasphemy and cold. The cold that cuts like paper and burns just as readily. Unseen by you, but felt by me, Here there be dragons.