A Plastic AnotherA Poem by Brett HernanThe sea will always fight back. But, she can never win.
In this game, it is of the utmost importance to delay, take, and/or impede one's opponent's pieces. In order to achieve the successful outcome of becoming the winner, every time.
Laser ink jet printers print and only create so many thousands of copies until a counting microchip on the circuit board, as standard practice simply switches the entire, otherwise thoroughly operationally functional device, permanently off.
Planned obsolescence? Abolition regulation, regeneration of small industry through production of a final, penultimate, (repairable) model of each one of everything, we need and/or require at an absolute zenith of design, that the combined, 'We', the integrated communal comprehension of the sum of all of the knowledge contained within all recorded human intellect, expressed, as such through the re-design of that which we now find to be continually 'wearing out' (!) and being industriously disposed of, (it being designated 'cheaper' to just buy a plastic another, given the extremely high costs and extravagances imposed when involved in the repair of any of the mass-produced consumer items), (those which make today's homes so modern, so convenient), and therefore, being an example of the fatal global model of an economic base thoroughly unsustainable indefinitely by status quo ritual ceremonials the exhausting of a finite world.
“I don’t know whether it's you getting stronger when I ask you to accept the act of a task on my behalf?
“Or, if I'm getting stronger by teaching you to use your body under command at will?”
In place of mine, something so far from strength.
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Added on April 16, 2017 Last Updated on April 21, 2017 AuthorBrett HernanHobart, Tasmania, AustraliaAboutLow-resolution sample only. Born 1968. All of the images accompanying each of these written works are my own. (Except that one of the guy putting a flower into a soldier's rifle barrel!) more..Writing
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