consorts to oblivion

the chaff eaters

the sages touch upon ritual quarrels that invoke divine nests of bugger birds and brawny brigands / please bring entities to return faith in humanity ‘cause we’re bereft of sustenance and my breathing is labored / another voyage obliterated without process hearing or justice by a self appointed tyranny / we observe we impotent flail we powerless eyeless and without voice / humility an extravagance long dried up / we die in hails of bullets and missiles so the rich and potentates may become more so so happy to have served as your steeping stones / sir

sir i’m sore i’m tired my strength has flagged please use my back so your feet stay from the mud / what immense magnificence to cower and assure you live as unparalleled sun king / let them eat chaff you say and i assure you we are happy to oblige we thirst and desiccate / between the hexagram and egg we’re given empty envelopes and blank ballots and we must be thankful for this largesse / and we’ll celebrate your bullets and bully boys ‘cause we deserve the fraudulence of our fatuous and flatulent choices / we deserve the muck we wallow

silent flares darken the night

we are allies of nothingness

masters of nothing

consorts to oblivion

What I’m Reading:

Homo sapiens is by far the most intelligent species on the planet, and it simultaneously is the most deluded species: humans believe the kind of nonsense that no chimpanzee or elephant or rat would ever believe. We are now creating a superintelligence, and there is every reason to think that it will be super deluded.

—  Yuval Noah Harari / “How to live a good life in difficult times: Yuval Noah Harari, Rory Stewart and Maria Ressa in conversation” / The Guardian

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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