les merci beau coup-a-mandook

once chancing out of one's umwelt

at once
one owns one's own alian-
ation
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once a pouncing frog in one prance
bounced off the walls of its well
thence in one transcendental waltz
it chanced beyond the umwelt it dwelt
in that chance outing of ones own waters
at once, one feels a little unwell as well
hence forth its the broken fourth wall
perchance peaking into the well, alien-
ations reflect in the ill smell of wealth

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High on the vape
making of its own
the droplet on the pan
the butt-burnt cat, self--
propels on debut.
Aye, the droplet inverse of Leidenfrost
by the sublimating bed of liquid zeitgeist
could but be tinkle--
toad to rebut?

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Let mercy be on this coup of koopa mandooka, for more to come for it...;)

false self evident

truth - myth

real - surreal

surd -  absurd
dance all et al. 

truth 's birthless

truth births dead real
absurd surds very surreal

artificial artifacts so unreal

 
in superficial factual
articulate un truth

in mythical ritual
beauty full just art

brain is the truth

mind such a myth?

heart is pretty real

beats yet how unreal?

sowing acts mechanical 

births in fact actual

death for all but act-natural?

and how yet onto burial??
over and above, this regenesis crisis...

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original: https://neer-nirartha.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_31.html

UI -- what isn't therein between

UI
User Interface to Uppimaniasm
Homagic ode to his high anthem
-:ದಕ್ಷಿಣೆಯುತ್ತರ:-

what does not lie
what does not lie
between U and I
what does not lie
does naught at all lie


not the truth
sembling lie

is not true
all that lies

lie's truth
where does it lie



the days pent
beneath they lie

in remembrance
nothing seems to lie

poles apart
pupils see to lie

backward to answer
dig what may belie
what may be lie



The heart has poured it all out,
yet here I hear you lie
The jasmine, the champak,
seldom would you bring them by
Oh dear, the match of black beads,
thou shalt get not to tie
thou shalt get knot to tie

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Original Song:

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Below are the original Kannada lyrics (as may be heard)
--along with a rather rough ' literal translation' in English

ಏನಿಲ್ಲ ಏನಿಲ್ಲ
ನಿನ್ನ ನನ್ನ ನಡುವೆ ಏನಿಲ್ಲ
ಏನೇನಿಲ್ಲ

What is not there?
(There isn't anything?)
What is not there!
(There isn't anything!)
Between you and me
what is not there
what all is not there(!/?)


ನಿಜದಂತಿರುವ ಸುಳ್ಳಲ್ಲ
ಸುಳ್ಳುಗಳೆಲ್ಲ ನಿಜವಲ್ಲ
ಸುಳ್ಳಿನ ನಿಜವು ಸುಳ್ಳಲ್ಲ

Not the truth-resembling lie
Not all the lies are true
Truth of lie is not lie

 
ಕಳೆದ ದಿನಗಳಲೇನೂ ಇಲ್ಲ
ನೆನಪುಗಳಲಿ ಏನೇನಿಲ್ಲ
ಉತ್ತರ, ದಕ್ಷಿಣ
ಸೇರಿಸೋದೆಂಬರೆ ನೀನಿಲ್ಲ
ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆಗೆ ಉತ್ತರ
ಹುಡುಕಿದರೆ ಏನೇನಿಲ್ಲ
ಕೆದಕಿದರೆ ಏನೇನಿಲ್ಲ

what/nothing is in the days-spent
what all is not there in memories
the north, the south
to join them, you are not (t)here
for the question, the answer
if it is searched, what all isn't there(?!)
if it is digged up, what all isn't there(?!)

 
ಮನಸಿನೊಳಗೆ ಖಾಲಿ ಖಾಲಿ
ನೀ ಮನದೊಳಗೆ ಇದ್ದರೂ
ಮಲ್ಲಿಗೆ ಸಂಪಿಗೆ
ತರದೆ ಹೋದರು ನೀ ನನಗೆ
ಓ ನಲ್ಲ ನೀನಲ್ಲ
ಕರಿಮಣಿ ಮಾಲೀಕ ನೀ
ನಲ್ಲ

in the heart, its just emptiness
even if you are there in the heart
the jasmine, the champak,
if you do not bring them for me
oh dear, you aren't,
the owner of the 'black bead' (mangalasuthra / thali),
aren't you
dear!


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