A Pataphysical Study Of A Vast Emptiness

The funnyman makes an appearance. Although akin to the place and things that crowd sidefile in preparation for the funnyman's appearance, the remoteness of where the funnyman stays foreground-wise displays a deep and faraway relation between the funnyman, the rarity of him having a direct and tangible occurrence among all what inside this world shaped into the gossamer of structured cognizance that permits the funnyman a singular role within the hemispheres, all fat and molecular globules of water for synapsed lines to somehow stay inhabitable but never reach full navigation of where the head snaps close at all points only for the funnyman, safe from the atmosphere of the place and things that the funnyman closes judgement against not only the world of wired pressure and reflexive imaginings, but the totality of the landscape that appears in front of the funnyman and makes him wink, prosaically, at the esplanade belonging to what is beyond judgement to the funnyman's reliable ratiocination.

The funnyman does not vanish with the same precision, once outside the boundaries of the world it keeps in judgement but leaves in mercy for the place and things cannot weather his changeless humors. Bile leaks from the hemispheres at the moment of release from sighting.

The funnyman tries to smile following the yearly wink, acknowledging the places and things beyond what it rules over benignly, if with benighted mischief at the funnyman's heart.

The funnyman grins so vile it bends the shape of the face into an eternal rictus. Bile in his eyes, sublime.