FLOCCINAUCINIHILIPILIFICATION/flɒksɪˌnɔːsɪˌnɪhɪlɪˌpɪlɪfɪˌkeɪʃn/
The action or habit of judging something to be worthless.
Truths Attack
It was an enormous cloud of truths. They left faint traces. The traces generated numerous suspicions. Glorious stories with suspicions covered the sky and made a huge shadow. Falsehoods appeared following the shadow. Some truths and falsehoods fell in love. They built their love nest, and left. Their illegitimate children were left, and their mutations were generated. Population increased. The place was isolated by diehard conservatives. Mutations were vertically accumulated in this limited area. It seemed like a tower of Babel. It pierced a small hole to the thick layers of sentences floating the sky. Light shined again. I’m a mutation who witnessed this historical moment. I hate both a truth and falsehood party. Who dare judge me?
2008 soojung
