1. God said, How circular the argument the saints purvey. The rows of crows
and concentrated umbrages of moons askew, serenity is for the very few. My
secret safe with stable equilibria, each contour line a precipice and my decline but
piecewise constant, to my gyroscope zing went the strings. God said, Consider
whirling dervishes, their axes of rotation in alignment. The amended axiom of
choice prescribes two of each kind.
2. God said, To deny me my conclusion is to be irrational. God said, on Noah’s
arc an edge, the adage gets it backwards. Optic nerves need not apply. It’s
birdcage if not birthday cake. I need no pendulum. I’ll be a patent troll. God said,
I wash my hands of Pontius Pilate and my feet of Jesus and from crow’s nests
opposites to lobby me an object of Aristotelian logic. The eyes of attorneys
general are the windows of attorneys general’s souls.
3. God said, Associate the number zero with the empty set. On hearing car
alarms, God hardened Pharaoh’s heart. On losing contact with reality, I sent my
complements to the place which was shaded only yesterday. I’d never curse an
animal with ears, says Goldilocks, dismissing simultaneously ultraviolet and
infrared. God said, associate the number zero with the empty set. I think that I’m
Napoleon therefore I’m not. The volume of the solid is computed with a simple
triple integral. The distribution that is Gaussian to you is Gaussian to me.
Accelerometers do not fall far from trees. An octopus sans blind spot, I’ll hang
my hopes on one red-nosed reindeer at a time.
4. God said, What next will mortals make of precedent and antecedent? Strike
me lightning twice and shame on me, Beelzebub to be, and not to be my favorite
source of darkness. There are three and one half adolescents in your average time
machine. Remember me in any order, my addenda loudly to lament, the innocent
to innocently flee. The gentle curve is that of a moraine. Some thumbs say to
some fingers, Who’s opposing who? I’m walking back my happiness, at ease. I’m
well advised to hold the chalice tentatively, to extrapolate from random passages.
Change one of your parameters and you would be diminished. Of the two
competing deities how will I know which is the good one?
5. God said, Consider these united states, consider these tectonic plates. As
virtue is derivative but sin original, Go figure, I say, counting bounces. I see no
gorilla. Although all of us are made by some creator, some are made by some
creator more. Negotiating for the hostages I’ll have beginner’s luck. The ether as
inclusive as the metaphor, from equilibrium to equilibrium a handout for the
ne’er-do-well but nothing in the forest for the trees, as innocent as by dissociation
these depictions have more nuance than their subjects, and obsessions, would that
they could be compulsions. Damn the costume continuity, my doppelganger right