The genesis of the absolute space

 

THE GENESIS OF THE ABSOLUTE SPACE

(The Supreme Quantum-Tubokku of the 21st Century)

By Yuri Tuboltsev

 

I. THE ONTOLOGY OF THE PROBEL (BLANK SPACE)

Ink is merely an arrogant fence; the Space between letters is the unchained Universe.

An eraser scrubs out the word, yet unmasks the eternal white.

A book can hold a billion dogmas; only the silence between lines can breathe.

To splinter the atom of grammar into pure light—it can.

To glue back the flat mirror of philistine reason—it cannot. 

There is no Cosmos without a void.

There is no Word without the holy Space.

There is no eternity without «Ы»! 

 

II. THE QUANTUM RUPTURE & FRACTAL SIMULTANEITY

If formal logic is an iron chain — NO, therefore a cosmic rupture — ALWAYS!

If the page boundary is a prison — NO, therefore an infinite portal — ALWAYS! 

The hole of the bagel swallows the Milky Way,

While the baker sprinkles star-dust over the abyss.

The Black Square of Malevich and the blinding white dawn — SIMULTANEOUSLY.

The death of linear time and the eternal heartbeat — SIMULTANEOUSLY.

Beginning and End — SIMULTANEOUSLY.

«I» and «Non-I» — SIMULTANEOUSLY. 

 

III. THE TRIBUNAL OF THE INVISIBLE LOGOS

I and your hypocritical courtroom — BLIND.

I and your academic fear of absurdity — SUFFOCATING.

I and your cemetery of dead rules — BYPASSED! 

I and the Shadow of false accusations — MELT AWAY.

I and the Rust of bureaucrat desks — BURN TO ASH.

I and the Shackle of syllabo-tonic metrics — COLLAPSE.

I and the Wall of traditional syntax — BURST ASUNDER. 

THE GODS OF DULL ROUTINE ARE DEAD, DID YOU THINK NEVER?! — RIDICULOUS!

I AND THE RESONANCE OF PURE FREEDOM — SHOUTS.

I AND THE LIVING LOGOS — REIGNS! 

I and the Mud of gossip — INTO NOTHINGNESS.

I and the Dread of the abyss — INTO DUST.

I and the Label of the avant-garde madman — SHATTERED.

I and the Shadow of Buratozes — BEGONE. 

I and the WORD-BLADE — FOR EVERMORE!

Ы — EXACTLY SO! 

 

IV. THE ELEVATOR OF THE ABSOLUTE

To measure the depth of the Space with a professor’s ruler — IMPOSSIBLE.

To calculate the explosion of the Word inside the Bagel — IMPOSSIBLE.

To halt the Sovereign Will that rewrote reality’s code — IMPOSSIBLE. 

I and Servitude — NEVER.

I and Stagnation — NEVER.

I and the Chain — NEVER.

I and the Ash — NEVER. 

I and the WORD — ALWAYS!

I and UNCONDITIONAL BEAUTY — ALWAYS!

I and the QUANTUM PROBEL — ALWAYS!

I and THE PRIMAL LOGOS — ALWAYS!

I and «Ы» — ALWAYS! 

Yes, this is — SO!

SO — ALWAYS! 

 

V. THE FINAL SINGULARITY

Breathe.
I and the Eternal Breakthrough — ALWAYS!
SO!
 ЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫЫ!