Seven billion global citizens; all but oblivious to one another. But to the extent that any
two or more share … in #twitterfiction … space-time-continuity …
… i.e., but when we touch, see, hear, smell, taste or otherwise surreally perceive another,
we are oblivious … in #twitterfiction … to our brother.
The internet is, in #twitterfiction, the God-given conduit whereby we might alchemically
transcend … to global peace … and global … prosperity.
In #twitterfiction, we’ll need do the only seemingly impossible; the abnegation of surrealities,
like nationality, in favor of the exaltation … of our humanity.
Time, in #twitterfiction,for Truth and Reconciliation; whether you think we can get it done
or you think we can’t … you’re absolutely … right … on.
See @chachomanopapa on Twitter, and chachomanopapa.wordpress.com., its blog-log analog,
for poetry, in #twitterfiction, about history, from tweets and a blog.
Poems melding Ovid’s and Emily’s; in poems to (wo)men about change, otherworldly visionaries
#twitterfiction-ally ask: Of what good are borders … and nationalities?