I’mma keep on doubling it till these mothefuckers kill me.. (and that’s that)-

Tupac

bi

BINARY

If I am bipolar then it might mean I challenge all binaries and opuestos, quizá yo burle al sí o al no en sus theoretic-supuestos,
Perhaps my manic depressive precision incisions a wound over the taking of positions in a world filled with sides that are infinite or definite.

Two opposites,
three opposites,
four opposites,
five…
two wrongs might make a right in a dance of counterparts-
id
yo
senores le present al =superyo

I possess the power of combining two similar items that dance in light and dark displays of splendor and pain, devotion to ugly and rain gain, determinations of healing; I embrace todos los contrarios, la desarticulacion de los binarios, el vencer al vencer, para convencer de que no se ha vencido…
My bi polarity denunciates light and strength in all antitheses separated and united…

for this rejoice of diversity only provides and evidences unity…

Watch them dance!
Observen los opuestos danzar;
the left is enticing the right in is allowed fury…
the right is enunciating the left in is inevitable beauty…

all the opposites complement and repellent each other without remedy; almost like if it were natural for both to exist and yet neither be complete without the former.

A diagnosis to cure them all; Does it exist?
Una locura para la separación de polos opuestos. ¿Existirá?

While a subtle light of resistance is overwhelmed by chaos; the world crumbles in
partitions,
divisions,
binaries,
and renditions of
overs and under-s,
minions and wonders,
adversaries and necessaries…
given and taken. . . taken and ridden….
Mas sin embargo dentro de mi inseguridad segura, siempre sabré que:

No hay un cielo sin un suelo, ni soledad sin compañía,
No habrá nada sin un algo,
Ni silencio careciendo rebeldía,
No common, no self, no judging, no felt,
Without the other…
The other, la otredad;
That’s within us.

5 thoughts on “BINARY

  1. un abrazo. estoy bien, en la lucha de cada día en nuestra isla. sigo en Rincón. nuestros hijos siguen creciendo, dos jóvenes , 15 y 17; un adulto, 21…sigo escribiendo poesía. una que otra vez colaboro con el suplemento La Tekina de Compartiresvivir….me alegra saber que sigue escribiendo.

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