non-science

caught in space, with light waves and hemostat, history up for the making

sorting through lenses to see where kings sat, the conclusions line up for your taking.

one says religion is a cat dressed in knickers; the other says that science is bunk

the archaeologist tells us the real in the deal comes from sorting through discreet people’s junk

three people argue if politics matter, the fourth says just don’t drink the water

The mechanic walks up and says quit all your bick’ring, you’ll rejoice what a good torch can solder

meanwhile the student wonders why he is sitting, underneath any speaker at all

what good is the news or the records we keep, if our amber holds no “fact” at all?