avi sato . be thought . live dreams

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Unfaithful

Scriptures’ daily rewritings call out to us across history’s construction of pending realities unrealized yet somehow communicated as desired in spite of their apparent silliness

Great teachers’ words skew support in translation for two-sided arguments in demonstrations of ephemeral armies facing themselves in glass-floored iterative refractions out of context

Spoken words in cathedrals of manipulated minds decimate arches’ grandeur to trample mortal necessities newly crushed beneath their crumbled stones never to be extracted

Loves die in gamified regrets and procedural adherences where she speaks words of code to which he attributes uncontextualized historical narrative and his actions become training for his replacements’ interpretative degeneration

Epistolary messages create instantaneous guidance across millennia where snowflakes’ darkened frost implies faithful worship of false concepts’ infallibilities and the resurrection of thoughts best left in stone-capped tombs

(Avi Sato, 2019)