so after, oh but a feeble 3 decades
of capitalistic gloating,
there comes a revisionist movement
of ideas as to why socialism
is properly negated:
while capitalism is doubted?!
i hear the gaming industry
which is riding the nazi machine
of profite to a total tooth
grinding...
there lived no german outside
of nazi germany!
only now?
only now can socialism can
be properly defeated....
when fungii-esque intellectuals
comes to defend the burning
down of a building...
when the dead socialism is seeking
revival... do these capitalist
intellectuals...
come up with
an a quasi-catholic "apologetics"?
the capitalistic-apology?
last time i heard:
the socialists slaughtered...
they left no apology...
why are the capitalists
making apologies?
why are we living in times
when any question worthiness
akin to heidegger's question-worthiness
doesn't imply a da-sein,
rather: a hier-sein... NOW!
i can't see germany as a 20th century
genesis...
i'm tired of the 20th century...
give me room to breathe
when the german could also
be a romantic!
i am tired of the western european
quip...
fathom the rational they said:
they said in a humanist context...
never the cold baron reality
of either engineering or architecture...
they came with their
sycophantic praises outside
of the realm of they could begin
to acknowledge...

it worked in Poland:
i said... under exceptional circumstances...
on a satellite basis...
3 generations...
enough to give the Syrians
enough momentum to gain a capitalistic
spirit...
they said communism:
global communism...
they said national communism akin
to the nazis...
such a complex curiosity...
if there is a national communism,
if there is an international communism...

then there must be an international capitalism,
as there must be a national capitalism...
international communism sips
dry martini shakes with international capitalism...
even if one imagined it to: "reimagine"...
the u.s.a. cannot be the national capitalist nation...
not when it still harbours ambitions worthy
of an empire...
and the sort of people who are less
boasting but more bloated by their egoism
in a merely simple social commentary...

how surprising it must feel:
to have made oneself gluttonous via gloating...
yet... arrive at not saviour complex
solution to end / begin with?!

remember: i'll remember you:
as that one scream of teenage angst
from the pit of hell bound to Iowa as both
Mecca and the Vatican...
and that is all you will ever remain...
saddle your horse in claiming
european heritage...
the remnant: that's what i call them...

you who thought: could overshadow
the other new nations...
Australia... New Zealand...
as you have... you who bribed catching
up to history of Europe with
a civil war... you made all these
intricate impossibilities...
came the nazis came the ku klux klan...
you wanted to catch up to
europe...
you wanted to be:
die neualtnation...
and you have become: just that!
i ascribe what was of me as part of the 20th century:
the 20th century?
die zwanzigstejahrhundert?
ist die amerikanischjahrhundert...
was überreste?
erfordert ein lektion: im niemals,
jemals, gehörig...

such a bloated critique...
yet... global capitalism was the hand
that washed the hand of global socialism...
what, what these days...
isn't given the label: made in china?!

ha! ha! the eternal enemy of national socialism...
and the current, myth riddled counter
of national capitalism?
capitalism doesn't understand nations...
communism understood nations,
before it had to revise with
the landing on the moon...
there only the national capitalist counter left...
in this 20th century loan of history
to imbue journalism with a hard-on's worth
of sales...

how else to spell out? F.A.T.I.G.U.E.?
national socialism is "gone"...
international socialism is still a vogue bore...
well yeah: made, in, china...
ergo national socialism is, "gone"...
international capitalism is the reality...
a national capitalism...
beside switzerland? where money does incest
to money and fucks itself to a standard replica
of a multiplier?
how can you even react to national socialism...
with a national capitalism?
when the market clearly states...
it's a quadratic...
i'm sure there's an alternative...
but i'm no: genius to solve the matter...
i already solved:
what need for a swimming pool?
when you can own a deep frier
and make korean chicken wings...
and that race car / pool table?
when you can own a ice-cream machine
and not bother employing a personal chef?

last time i checked...
the last person of my lineage dies...
and i have no desire to live for strangers...
i'll book myself a flight to the euthanasia
capital and say a well versed goodbye...
finally being able to know the last
piece of music i'll ever hear;

there is no sad "reality"
when the already real:
is governed by a certainty that has
the knack of having perfected
a repetition toward no...
ambivalent end...
it only comes to stress:
what is required is a honing
device...
to craft a sigma puncture...
with no prior or an after effect....
we don't want fractions either
side of the equation -
as either ghosts....
phantoms... angles... a heaven
or a hell...
a genome memory library
of resurfacing phobias...
a lost riddle of a dying atheist /
the materialistic manifesto that
somehow takes seriously
the concept of a "concern" of a soul...
however small the imprint...
the last quest:
recyclable matter...
with some genome glitches
of secured individualism
being passed on...

however feeble...
without an advent of movie history...
they are still clinging on
to a razor blade...
even while they are drowning!
that's the motif...
the drowning man will
cling to an edge of a razor...
when drowning...
he might end up with brutal cuts
to his hands...
yet he will still find himself
bound to an exasperated breath!

this is no defence...
but what did 3 decades worth of gloating
having overcome socialism teach
the capitalists?
the end of ideas in cinema?!
i'm hardly looking for any other first pointer
to spot the cascade buckle!