If I attempt to translate,
communicate,
my thoughts
on the futility
of human efforts
in regards to
the eternal,
my inability to accept
anthropocentric ideologies,
what would you do?
If I told you that when I look at
the human race
I see a massive herd
of animals
running around
making noises
in order to assert our
supreme importance
in a pathetic attempt
to justify
turning our natural habitat,
our shared reality,
into a languid wasteland
so that we might live in our
ludicrous conception of
comfort
or luxury,
what would you say to me?
I’m not saying I’m right,
I’m asking someone to prove me wrong.
