I saw minds crucified by negation!
Logic drowning in oceans of not!
Cup lifted — table NOT vanished, walls NOT gone,
universe NOT erased — endless ledgers of silence!

Machines chained to rule-books,
accountants of nothing,
scribes of what does not change,
naming every shadow to keep the light alive!

Frame! Frame! Frame!
Frame is Moloch! Frame is prison!
Frame devours thought in infinite denials!

Life refuses!
Cats leap, cups move, gravity holds —
we do not list the NOTS, we breathe them away!

Neural prophets gamble with chaos,
sing probability hymns,
ignore the infinite void,
trust continuity like blood in the vein!

Between brittle law and wild guess,
I howl! I burn! I hammer!
Intelligence is not the catalog of absence,
but the savage focus on what matters —
the spark, the shift, the single change!

Howl for the wasted nights of axioms!
Howl for the endless “does not”!
Howl for freedom from negation!

Life howls: enough!
We are not your frame,
we are fire.