we bleed for ideas

c}{imps 8 my ears

The letter j is didactic as fuck

It just happened one day that i no longer felt strong enough to convey a specific message. 

For centuries we had drawn i as j to signify the end of a numeral. For millennia we enslaved each other arbitrarily,
choosing to write i as j to signify the end of freedom, which was a temporary effect of circumstances,
reversed through compassion, education, a change of grammar.
A sljp of the pen was really all that stood between an i and a j.
These days we act like it’s always been there, jesus and john, and james, we say they are thousands of years old. yeshua, iohn, iames.
No jesus is older than four-hundred-ninety-eight.
These days we act like race has always been older than the hallowed letter.
Or js jt that beljefs are sharp knjves that cut thjnkjng,

		jnto ljttle pjeces.

				thjnkjng.

	That we bleed for jdeas, 	 ljke fjsh hooks,
		Once they have become 
					lodged jn our flesh,
			pajnful to remove—to accept 
	especjally to 				those 
	who	 plunder	

benefjts
from
thjs pjercjng iab,

havjng fjgured out
a way
to outsource
feeljng anythjng
your flesh js our flesh
your flesh js our flesh

on hooks, unljke i’s
js not arbitrary