In memory of the broken wine glass. Part 2

On create, destroy, rupture, love and queerness.

 

 

“It is much easier to destroy than to create”

 

 

A sentence, to

our shared destiny

towards

A state of madness,

of mind, sliding into

disorder and chaos. 

 

• According to entropy.

 

 

Yet 

 

 

The repaired broken glass exists

As an exemplary failure

to the fallen nature of ManKind.

Where a new glass was given birth to.

 

 

Dance to the costly celebration of

Human creativity

: A vessel

Containing ultimate body fluid, -idty. 

High in productivity,

A hell, of the artificial new-borns.

Baby (babe).

Nouns, pronouns…

Whatever you name it,

As a wipeout of its own history.