The Flaw
There is a flaw
At the core
Of the psychotic ape
Great pain
In the brain
Of the fucked up primate.
Pleasure in agony;
Joy in destruction;
Pleasure in art;
Joy in construction.
The schizophrenic life;
Jekyll and Hyde strife;
Up and down, round and round;
Until we’re in the ground.
There is a break,
Genetic mistake,
Genome of the ape.
Mutated code,
Will explode
Every time we mate.
As we rampage
In the cage
Of this planet.
Shit in our nest
As we infest
This lump of granite.
Opher – 28.12.2024
I’ve thought long and hard about it. My conclusion is that we are too intelligent. We are always on the brink. We lurch towards insanity. Our supersized brains are at full capacity. We cannot handle the stress, constantly teetering on the edge. We topple into paranoia.
Humans are damaged goods.
We cannot cope with our own fragile minds. We’ve exceeded the bounds of sanity.
Our history demonstrates it clearly – violence, war, power, greed, betrayal, fear, hate, religion, division, defence, attack and insanity.
If the world was run on intelligence we wouldn’t have billionaires and starvation, war and crime; we’d have music, love, beauty, compassion and art. Paradise.
It is our damaged minds that create hell.