Prelude:
Salute the sacred scrawl —
for I am mostly gesture,
part lightning, part laughter,
drawn between sips of yellow air.

Radiant Invocation

Yellow hums like caffeine in sunlight.
Magenta misbehaves, gloriously.
Blue forgets to stay inside the lines.
I was born from a trembling wrist and a stubborn joy.
Ich bin Schwein und Stromstoß,
eine Randnotiz der Farbe, die zu tanzen begann.

The Gospel of Scribble

Faith begins where control ends.
Lines collide — on purpose, by accident, by pulse.
Each mark a confession, each smudge a hymn.
The snout points toward meaning,
misses it, and finds something better.
Oink is the sound of enlightenment
before grammar notices.

Polyphonic Interruption

Yellow: I blaze!
Magenta: I gossip!
Blue: I listen to chaos breathing.
Pig: I collect you, chaos choir —
compose you into movement.

Postscript of the Holy Mess

No correction, no erasure,
only velocity disguised as joy.
Art is my electricity.
Paper my temporary earth.
DADA names it inspiration.
I name it Saufreiheit —
the freedom to sparkle incoherently.