There are channels of poetry everywhere at every moment. These channels are tributaries leading towards a surging sea of unbearable poetry. There's an armistice in place because the sea surges with waves that are too powerful. What is an armistice? An armistice is basically a rationalization. The thing is, armistices are closely guarded. They are held sacred. There is a sort of perimeter of violence around them. It is only the mentally ill who are able to really see this logic at work. I myself tend to float in and out of sanity. The only advantage to being in an "out" phase is that one has a very intimate experience of the sutures that make normal functioning possible. It bears repeating - since I haven't really said it in an impactful way yet: normal functioning inherently requires foreclosure of the ultimate truth. Those of us who are functioning normally are turned away from realities that, were we only to slow down for a moment and face them honestly, would fry our irises and boil our corneas. If human society has laid out various types of armistice over its history, what distinguishes the vorizenic armistice from the others is a certain quality of dissipation...