You don't quite understand what it is about assholes and animals that make them so fearful of facts, logic, and truths while you and the philosophers don't have that fear---in fact, you and all the critical thinkers live by a relentless devotion to these realities. It could be simply that you and fellow like-minded humans are just morally, really morally, superior and intellectually more honest.
You didn't get nauseous as usual when you saw the loathsome creature exhibited its usual canine, herdlike behavior in support of its equally loathsome, but far more clever--because of better thespian aptitude, brother. You were amused. In fact, you had a smile on your face. This time, however, a self-proclaimed genius shut its mouth. That was an improvement. And of course, the ever enigmatic man remained silent and thus solidified your respect and thus earned a human designation "he", in lieu of "it". Where you came from, "it" refers to an animal, even when it has human appearance.
You wrote a piece about catharsis and wishes, expressing your desire to join the realm of the enlightened. A curious human wrote back and made some encouraging exhortations. You replied that you certainly are trying hard to get there. These words which are oozing slowly out of you are definitely not part of that effort. You are cleaning house. You are sweeping the mental debris.
You were not agitated yesterday. You were both amused and slightly annoyed to see the forces of sophistry---indicating a deep-rooted cowardice and animal devotion to survival and yet perversely a longing for respectability at the same time--- at work.
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