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Neo slaves
Out of Human Clay
Seems to be a fascination,
In a time of Brazilian Wax
And shinning Cunni exposé
Legs open far, allegoric dorsum
As an Inventiveness of Self
Body Art categorically Alluring
Cohabitation, Tenderness
Seems to endure a spread taste
For bargains involving the Anima
Especially when almost nobody
Really believes having one anymore.
Maybe our grandparents had one
People think to ease
The restlessness
Of the acceptance,
The weak not conforming
With the loss of the traditional
Afterlife, whatever the form
It may reveal
It is
After all
Some place of rest to the worthy.
One of the great dangers
Of the nascent century
Is
(And now when gaining adulthood)
And
Still remains
The Revival of Faith.
(Are people gone collectively insane?)
(Embrace your eccentricities)
Sailing a Sea of Tolerance,
Could I Dearly ask of you
More wax less faith?
Avoid the latter.
Faith is a dangerous motivator.
Faith has been killing since the Dawn
Of Sentient consciousness
Made Glorious Shrine by a son
Of somebody
Sometimes believing being
The Son of Something,
Light, Fire, Morning, Gaia
Or Not the Owner but its Son.
Usually with Capitals like Lord, Prophet,
Or even the Arian Race,
Or the Masters of Disgrace.
Yes, don’t fool yourself
This is all a Faustian Bargain.
Be proper, don’t disdain
But how not to
When organized
Religion
Mutates into the same Conglomerate
Logic that transverse society?
TED talks are more “religious”
In a sad way
That the politically correct sermon
Of Sunday
(Hail to Theology & Epiphany)
Why are people so fond of exorcisms, vampire or werewolves?
Are those sects more accessible than health care?
(In an Extensive meaning which includes aesthetic
And genetic treatments to say the least)
Well, I’d rather become a Vampire.
It seems a relatively open and functional group...
Don’t give up on Caustic words to an Acid world.
Is it related to the plutocratic society
That dictates how the workforce
Will be like in ten, twenty or thirty years?
Like as in predicting 117th Tenessine?
“”Island of stability”
Are there enough similarities
To invoke fundamental questions?
Shame upon myself if I would ever give up
To your manipulative delusional promises
Shaped to get the compliance of an idiot.
Being an idiot doesn’t make
A complete weird stupid wacko.
So much was apparently given, but...
NOT.
Neolution Fringe?
As in Netflix?
Don’t make me laugh.
Rather have a deserted epitaph
Humanity is improving skills with 10% of science
And 90% of resilience
The neo slaves, indoctrination in action.
We map ourselves and (who?)
Choose the buttons to pull.
A truce could be called to reflect
But only Acceleration is at the table
Solving the problems created
By
“Those who came before”
Sacrifice now, protect
“Generations to Come”
Blindfolded to reality, misty shore
On the edge of a world not only uncertain
But planned by an elite smaller than ever
Controlling a network powerful and new,
Fast pace always telling tales about education
Teaching us emotional control to stand after suffering.
Who really stands over the death bodies
Of wars and revolutions fought
Of unjustified disease, of countries turned to ashes?
How many times we had to rebuild over a century?
Just say who won the contracts
Tell whose benefit all that pain has become
Tell it
If your man made character
If your growth personality still allows it.
You tool, you fool,
Come and see.
A believer was manufactured
Out of Human Clay.
Only to dissolve anyway.
