
fragments of ephemeral...menial termites vomitting withered pages of life,
devouring instants within a matter of never, and manifesting avidity for intangible tomorrow,
faking the simple fall of an apple - either hanging from the burdened branch or violently kissing the soil,
deaf we are... as we cannot perceive neither its tantalizing ballet nor the vibrations of falling despondency,
stupid we are...as we know nothing but causes and effects, and praise machiavellic justifications,
what for?...is conscienciousness quieter or just numb-we cannot perceive the difference
are we blind also.?..
then why are we still living and claiming superiority- just for being two-legged ?
human-flesh and bones, animal with weakened instincts, compensated by thoughts and articulated vocabulary,
just to convert superiority into conceitedness,
thoughts into bedeviling voices and frustrations,
reason into faith's substitute and scepticism,
language into barren cruel or inexpressive words,
uncapable of unchaining themselves from the tirany of bashfulness or diplomacy
are we indead superior for living in a plaintive past or an utopian future?
or just pathetic puppets in the theatre of time,
robots of virtual speed and lacking poetry ..
.moreover transforming it into the target of our mockery towards... ourselves,
senseless...automatic and rigid...more and more indifferent- excuse to helplessness



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