Sunday, September 16, 2007

Sinking To Oblivion

Happy birthday humanity dear
You could have been 2007 years old by now.
He used to ponder.
Used to…
Or perhaps was "used by" ponder…
He can’t tolerate his own brain waves under lethal cocktails of painkillers & whiskey no more.
The new mind-free alcoholic show on 2100 sharps seems to be carving their message at last besides their disillusioning effect.
Obliviousness is the foolproof method towards happiness, he can read.
While thinkers hurt their brain cells & torture their youth, thinking yet to no avail, the majority, after a successful day of money-raking take their daily prey to bed
& wake up the next, searching for another & the next generation is formed by who mes amis? Nous ou ils???
Then the monkey unplugged his senses & dosed off, lost in hollow dreams & his fatal future of unavoidable pondering tomorrows.


David said...

Your current hallucination has reminded me of an old and classic song. Perhaps you have heard it?

Late Lament

Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white,
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion???

The Moody Blues

I wish you more pleasant dreams my friend! :)

jarvenpa said...

Interesting that your current post wakens reminders of other things and other times in both david and me--in my case I thought of TS Eliot's poem The Hollow Men ("heads stuffed with straw...leaning together").
It's a poem that ends with the end of the world--not with a bang, but a whimper.

I think you need sweet hallucinations, my friend.

Today the clouds at dawn looked like a whole bunch of pink sheep rushing south (and I wasn't even in a hallucinatory state, just walking one of my dogs).

LiVEwiRe said...

The idea of literally unplugging ones senses is rather appealing. I look, but little seems appealing these days. Maybe someday, eh?