I rather be a lunatic than to exhibit perfectionism

Have no fear of perfection – you’ll never reach it.
~Salvador Dali

Fear of Ukraine
enhances fraudulent vibrators on the Eiffel tower.
Fear among difficult pizza scholars –
should go right ahead make some modern racial Hope
for public Arab-Americans.

Aquaphobia hallelujah Asshole!

The Biggest turn on for Non-mammals is sex and art.
Education reasons with Hitler’s truth about square jelly donut stash.
Fear in minorities becomes a financial effort
to uncut white fear and black fear.

Is the unknown too complicated for any of us to extent
our comprehension in what I am truly writing about?


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27 thoughts on “I rather be a lunatic than to exhibit perfectionism

  1. Ah my alien friend so good to read your words again. As I’ve been caught in a maelstrom of this world human content. Such burdens this physical forms plight of dancing with elves. Political are we today..? Always I suppose with the social dehumanizations of the big fish whom eat the little one and then force feed us their remains. Let your light shine my brother.

  2. i must be non-mammal—as art and sex def turn me on…mix the two and you could have an amazing experience…i imagine…how much do we really comprehend…and if more i wonder if we would not go a bit crazy…

  3. I do enjoy stumbling across fellow surrealist writers on the blogosphere and that’s a brilliant Dali quote, someone who understood that if you ever did reach perfection you’d might as well give up as you’ve lost all that makes you interesting. Anyways, as for the poem, you have many sickly great images here, but “Fear in minorities becomes a financial effort
    to uncut white fear and black fear.” steals my attention this time around for its blunt truth. Nice!

  4. So true your words of comprehension and understanding of what IS IS here..
    Perfection is the beast of man..the true killer of free will..
    There is a time when i fight with my wife over bricks moved out of straight
    ANOTHER brick in the wall is i..


    i turn the News off..and only visit it like a never changing soap opera..
    ever year and then..NOW…

    i sing and dance..with other folks
    whether they want to join in or not…

    To make one’s way..
    can be a hard path..
    but it’s worth
    every imperfect
    word and step…

  5. i think the unknown always makes us feel a bit insecure and to ask open questions we need a good portion of fearless – and it’s need wisdom to ask the right questions at the right time

  6. Perfection is a joke, a cosmic lie, a propagandist’s tools to sell cars, liquor, dildos, panty hose, push-up bras, cosmetic surgery, & sausages made from lopped off parts of cremated bodies before the flames claim the husk, & no one with a mind believes it, & yet when the cry goes out from the prophet’s lips, the damn ear buds are cranked up hearing only the BUTTHOLE SURFERS or SWEATY NIPPLES butcher something called, but not akin to, music. Dug the shit out of your style & message, brother.

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  8. sex and the form we created
    we mesh
    jazz is the only true original American art
    heroin fuelled riffs – the invention of an machine
    that spits out words
    machines with human head
    making human noises
    names and numbers
    she would plot her feelings on spreadsheet
    happiness in graph forms
    she bought her free will from a shop
    that no longer exsists

    1. sex originals featuring spit pilot American episode art
      heroin words
      machines feeling a form fuel shopping mall aneurysm –
      that riffs humans across a spreadsheet table-cloth
      happiness created by headshrinkers
      making longer potatoes mesh well with elephants
      human graphic Jazz invention noises –
      names and forms –
      she bought only numbers
      her true machines
      will fall on free-will hands.

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