God out, garbage in
do i say that i feel bad for those seeking salvation in incense, crystals, herbs and guidance from curiously natured healers (entertainers) ?
surely something must come from all that, given enough trial and error and above all, disappointment.
but this isn't just a generation in the making, but hundreds, if not thousands of years of trial and error until something profound is coalesced, crystallized.
and thus the disappointment.
and when east meets west, do we only drown with Atlantis?
what do we do with ourselves in the meantime?
our best with the meagerest of means.
we dabble in the pseudo-mysticism of ancient aliens
ignoring the alien that has persevered among us
keeping old flames burning
and so we are out in the cold slogging towards one’s own hallucinatory flicker
better than none at all? perhaps.
but why start from scratch?
when many a forefather has made so much perilous headway for us already?
but we've broken so many idols
whereas once they shone us a beatific smile
now turn us broken smirk
when man tries to give the slip to god
he gives it also to his own humanity
for he cuts a cord
he mistakes for leash
and starves himself of nourishment
all the while thinking himself autopoietic
or chalking it all up to a chaos
that science will find a cure for
but i suppose we threw the baby jesus out with the bathwater
when we drained our lives of religion
i can sympathize with the desire to unshackle oneself from the burdensome
sets of dos-and-don'ts that came with that old time religion
but the ghost of that babe haunts us
in our barren mesquinerie
that is the modern self-love fuckfest
and to compensate for the sacrificed god
we elect a new one, only entirely in our image, AI.
god luck with that
garbage in garbage out
god out, garbage in
but as all this was, is, will be, his doing anyway
I try not to complain
mais prendre de la hauteur.