Sometimes, I think that I am alone in the neighbourhood,
like all my neighbours disappeared behind closed doors,
and when they reappeared I’d see them like shadows on
the walls, devoid of substance or undeserving of mutual reciprocity.
No, there is no insanity on the streets, only a bipolarism, I suspect!
For, haven’t they discovered that we are all centres of the Universe,
bereft of leg space. So, aren’t we fond of kicking out each other
in the isolation of social media? Wouldn’t fake skin rubber dolls,
malleably responding to your fantasy, make better bed partners?!
Wait for the day AI will be telling you how to have sex or to choose what
act is its fancy for you. I only hope against hope that AI is not Al as
in Allah, defrauding us all in disguises of viscous viciousness!!! If we
could change all the patterns with a new condescension – like having birds
bound to the brooks, and fish stuck to the sky. And mammalic Man broken
in barbecues of singularity between a nervous system and a machine part, a lung and
a loaned lexicon, a world that would be without a womb. I thought your
science was far removed from reality, but now it is endeavouring to replace all reality!
I have a token of acknowledgement for progress, even if there is more poverty now
than many ages before, and there is certainly more poverty of spirit. But I can’t see
how?! If you can talk about the times the Mongol hordes swept across
the world and raped, rapined and ravaged? How would your ghost feel
so helpless, after you were unceremoniously murdered, only to see your
womenfolk being raped and single mothered and rendered slaves?
Who started the fire, and what keeps burning, and what keeps cooking?
I want to take a leaf out of the Universal book and learn pristine wisdom,
if I would even be a fathom consoled or filled with realisation and awareness
with that! Would I cease feeling like a pensive pensioner if I had a little
sporadic wisdom? Are we missing out on something our forefathers
unequivocally possessed? Were there not lost pockets in antiquity that had
some of that amphorously inherent wisdom? I just don’t like the term
Aquamarine as of now, even if it’s been secretly touted that this world is
a submarine, (yellow?)! I die as I live, and I may be valiant, but I still don’t think
I like the idea of being stoned to death or burnt at the stake, like I was in
past lifetimes. I am neither Christian, nor Pagan, nor heretic to my devout
sensibilities, but I have learnt to believe that God has his own wisdom, even
if it seems inimical to Leftists and Communists! So, I won’t end with what you may
all be waiting for – my stating adherently: Peace be with you all! No! Not for hypocrites!
