two no one

The speed of stereo attention
will blur you.
Because it's pole tension.
And collecting at the same time.
You have to hold not one stream, but two streams all the time.
All the time does that mean all the time? That's impossible.

The human body has bilateral symmetry.
It's a natural coordination of right and left.
It's nobody's fault if you're crooked on one side.
At any given time, it's not one, it's two.
What are you talking about? It's not interesting,
Taichi is a Taoist thing.
And you know, they fly through the air.

And let's call it poetry for the sake of clarity.
And let's call it non-poetry for a mysterious veneer.
Bao Yu! Idiot!
Who makes up pairing couple's lettering so ineptly?
And you've written it on both sides of the gate?
And you've ruined the new gate irreparably.
And what if the learned men come to visit us and they see this?
It would be a disgrace. And you must be a mediocrity.
Stupid,
realize that a pair of inscriptions is a pair.
it's a pair, not two!
(that's how Jia Zheng gently nurtured his son's virtues)

Two ears is all you need.
You only need two words, (Bao Yu, not those)
they must be on different sides of perception.
Anything will do.
It's the smile of the Cheshire Cat.
The cat has melted into thin air.
It has a very high rate of stereo vibration.

Are you interested in vertical or horizontal?
Your job is just to do anything at all.
Two streams - running down the bank and drowning in the river - as an option.
alternately and simultaneously.
This poetry doesn't rhyme letters.
it's spatial rhyme.
Of course I'm saying different things to different ears,
You have two ears, not one.
The symmetry construction is only called mirror symmetry.

How do you move with that one-way coordination?
I can't understand.
Is it averaged across the axis of symmetry? Really?
And if you look closely, you can see that that axis is skewed
is skewed and twisted on all sides.
Maybe it's not an axis, maybe it's a curved saw.
It's not a poem.
No, that's exactly what it is.
You have a vulgar preview of the proper.

(the uninitiated will read it and be displeased.)
And the uninitiated where?
The illiterate are simply illiterate.
And to ignore everything unworthy of attention, we were bequeathed to us by the three monkeys, in the words of Confucius.
On the contrary.
Stop slurring out of tune.
Just crank your metronome.)