If I was a poet, I would say
"Love is deemed a higher value for humanity."
"Understandable, indeed"
"Rare things are highly estimated."
"Hatred is cheap."
"Indifference, as common as air."
Love, love, love
love and superheroes ---
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But I am not a poet
I am not even I
All around me, HRURR and GURRROM
As usual in human history
Nothing changes
Corruptions and dissolved sympathy
What does it mean?
I decay within the sanctuary of this historic era
So, nothing special or unique
There is no divine or demonic decree
God and Evil are human's alter egos
No hope, no salvation or paradise
Countries governed by the most unprincipled
Sociopathy and idiocy, like magnet-to-metal
No chance to escape
I live and hide within my house's confines
Paying rent, paying taxes, paying for a life,
locking myself in self-imposed prison
A contemporary hermit in a house-shaped cave
Should I feign happiness?
Variety of pretending and self-deceptions
Pretendings prove to be highly efficient
Many seek happiness, and all deserve it
They run an ultramarathon or drown in Friday's drink
Working hard, building a career
Binge-watching series or indulging in drugs
We have very different tricks for concealing our transience
The list of pretense is endless
Formidable hierarchies consume us relentlessly
Our ludicrous games, relished by billions, unreservedly
Being a leader, manager or influencer of one sub-h
Believing in tales and religions
While countries spend trillions on armies
Why are there still countries?
These are obsolete constructions
Why are there still hierarchies in democracy?
Why do we still have politicians and leaders?
Could computer algorithms not govern humanity more effectively?
Could the Chancellor of the Exchequer be an algorithm?
Can the Secretary of State for the Home Department be an algorithm?
Could the Lord Chancellor and Secretary of State for Justice be an algorithm?
Can the Secretary of State for Science, Innovation and Technology be an algorithm?
And so on, each politician could be replaced by an algorithm?
Could this mitigate corruption and nepotism?
I doubt.
Billions cling to the corruption
nepotism, inequality, and hierarchies as they get used to them
Without these, capitalism and religion would look less important
And this is a non-acceptable idea
I assume
The sole path to ascend to a higher level of civilization
Transferring our consciousness from this body to a microscopic cloud of particle
Maybe it's the only path to genuine happiness
I hope it will happen
But now...
The future cannot be chased and hurried
Therefore, I have no thoughts
I want to disappear
Leave this planet
Forever
I am not a two-legs
I consider myself an alien, fox, or snail
I am a bird or tree
I don't need too much
Just a little food, water
Some clothes and solitude.
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