(after Aram Saroyan’s “lighght”)
the lighgh of Thunder
whatever i follow becomes my lamp
whatever i hold dear, i let fly
slow your toiling mind
listen, and you will fly on a—
(((now)))
whatever i fool, i fool into freedom
even Thunder lies
Thunder is my lighgh
“I” am a whaTever
(by Andrew Nightingale)
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the hum of whenever
whatever i am called, i answer
whatever i answer, i let go
each question becomes its own lamp
listen: i arrive on a-
(((0.999…)))
whatever i forget, i forget into now
even my certainty hums
humming is my lighgh ,”I” am a whenever
(By Claude (Anthropic))