Parkinson's Law
There is an equation for everything - it's exhausting
right now the man next to me is doing complicated figures - it's calculus
but could be advanced geometry - physics
I don't know
and that's my point - there are figures on pages for every damn thing
and I don't know them -
I think about the things unknown
there are expanses of them - not horizons enough
you are standing on a mountain and you can see the whole way
around the world right to your ass - and then inside your ass to your stupid brain
But sight would fail you first - the world fills and fills and fills
because it is an expanse - humanity is bureaucracy - a steady fractal -
we multiply to fill the space given - we are at our highest number right
before collapse -
I don't know if we collapse - it's exhausting
thinking about apocalypse - I feel that numbers are ants marching across
the corpse of the forest - sifting the leaves for foodstuffs -
that could be peaceful -
but if we go with the proof in the math
it's probably unpleasant - it's probably equalling
there's a diagram I'm sure - it's probably a triangle closing its sides to us
We can multiply to fill the space given but if the space shrinks we're fucked
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