Extracts from Levona

history and the way in which it is replayed / for us all to exceed / what has been known before / there are no archetypes other than those we self-erect / else the mind is merely an empty vessel / no more than birds reacting to their imperative / and we are builders /yes to that / a nest is one kind of home / there are others / best look at ourselves in this light / as secure in our parasitism / feeder birds on the hives of the old dead / that we know / more than this / we do know more than this / no more than this we know / sleep / each night create a new paradigm / we could do this but choose otherwise / a pass at an attempt and then revert to type / mental type / as long-lived in us as blood type and perhaps equally unchanging unchanged unchangeable / die given the wrong transfusion and so ever more must conform to the way / but there are antibodies of the mind strange mutant thoughts and ways of thought as there are with blood / the race requires it / can genius be ever predicted no nor ever last long for the mutant is much like the survivor of an epidemic / lucky but untypical / and then attempts to distil like clutching air / there are mechanisms that can attempt such subtlety but can the essence be taken unattached from the vessel that lies functional and unknowing / would without what it contained be worth less than the empty / for such are contradictions / beauty and the moment taken to appreciate beauty / the limits of eyes and the wonder of the iris / cornea / we find the medical terms seductive and compassion is easier for the doe for the soft or the half sentient / but what makes us not animals is not just the ability to fleece each other not just our cut and thrust in a world that values such / but us / non-autistic / aware of time passing / gone / and to be played / if this is a game then it is the game that is the counterfeit not the life / which is what we see in it where we cheer is emotion and how and who with and the hand slipped next to that which you most want / for that also / blood / are we not brothers you and I / sisters / lovers / and lovers are we not a better judge of thought than not lovers / nor is this an attempt to push back the flesh / decay / it is better to find essence where nothing can intervene / we have to approach vacuum / understand it / let in not that which contaminates and then we may know peace / even for a little while know pieces of the puzzle but the picture eludes for what if we are stood in the wrong place and the universe spins out from us and our perspective / only science does not deny this / only religion and where does the religion spin from / our consciousness and our weak bodies / long on skin and hair that stretches all ways in deep thought / yet not even sentient / ballsy thoughts of the hard woman / too long as the seduced and not with the will yet to seduce herself / is she attempting to go in and read or understand the brain of others / not easy nor wise / better read the flesh curve and expect its messages to be all outcomes / red is her colour of hair / but it is a red that I make of colour my own / like a dye or a colouring / a faking of perspective / in the tiny ways in which we react we do this and yet put together over time you ask me how is it that I lie / how is it that I cannot be truthful with you and how is it that our truths differ and there is a falling and breakdown between truth and understanding / this is the speck of dust that becomes the universe I say and the universe that becomes the speck of dust