Status Update
Don’t know how much longer I’ll cope—
I’ve pretty much killed off all hope;
Near the end of my rope
On our fatal downslope,
All I do now is sleep and smoke dope.
There’s plenty of vilification
Of Industrial Civilization,
But its wide application
Provides confirmation
Of its compelling gratification.
What word tells folks what it’s about,
When extinction’s no longer in doubt?
Midnight’s not right,
But still, after midnight,
We're gonna let it all hang out.
Fed up with political scenes?
Much worse is what next supervenes
[von Clausewitz quotation]:
“War is the continuation
Of politics by other means.”
We all know that something is wrong:
It’s overshoot, coming on strong;
Despite some dismay,
I’m still sort of okay,
But I sure won’t be okay for long.
1.
Evolution.
2.
Meat sacks, made out of molecules,
Which bounce around strictly by physics rules;
Within these arise
Nerve events which comprise
Life, as experienced by human fools.
3.
You know.