Found in Willow Springs 95
My Bête Noire Wrong or Right
The art is primitive to the extent the artist is unschooled. Let’s
get together liberals and simultaneously levitate the pentagon
and dismiss déjà vu. A rose by any other pronoun, smoke,
exposed, is neither pink nor blue. Imagination is a variation on
what is a variation on what is. For every kitchen gadget there’s
a special vegetable, i.e., the probability is low you’ll know the
kitchen gadgets by their fruits. When finally we’ve decided
god’s part of the family, god does something god-like then god
sleeps outside. At the suggestion of some parasites I climb the
nearest tree. If I can’t wear a hat then I must wear no hat, it’s
Rule Three. I celebrate excessively at my own risk. I may have
won one hundred years ago or will one hundred years from
now. Forget that I just said that or let dogs and cats eat cakes
and pies and never mind the opaque eyepiece. The bartender
may not say, We don’t serve statisticians here, or, From nine to
eleven statisticians’ drinks are free. Uncertainty is kryptonite
and can be cut but with the dullest knife. Says your horizon,
Come out with your hands up I’ve got you surrounded. What
you don’t emote won’t hurt me. When I want one all I have to
do is think and pray.
-Heikki Huotari
