How to deal with stupidity is an issue / that arises frequently these days. // Can one battle stupidity, or is it best ignored.

Can one convince stupidity to lay off / to stop breathing or kill it self / any other way.

That´s the issue.

“Blood is iron, in essence. // Because of it’s stream and smell. // But I rather see the spill / from rusting tubes than from blood / which today leaks from pure stupidity.”

The title responds to our / sense of reason. // Now imagine someone trying to push up / these blocks of concrete / even if aerated.

The greater the distance / or the darker the surrounding / the bigger the sense of futility / of longing for the unreachable.
(from the writings of the poet Malcolm Eduard Lionel Alfred Nicotene Cholious)

images and texts Drager Meurtant (2013, 2016, 2025)