We see
the things that we would see
And know
what we would know
Our
thoughts are always prejudiced
To the
way we want to go
It has been
said that humans are heard animals. But I believe hives are a more accurate depiction:
geographic hives, racial hives, religious hives; and we readily devour animals
that don’t belong to our hive.
Each hive
has a king or a queen and drones that serve it; the rest of us are workers and
spend our lives unknowingly sustaining the hive.
We think we
are important because we support the hive, and if we are diligent, we will
thrive for a while, and then we are gone.
In fact, we
are no more than an accidental, insignificant life form, existing on a minor
planet in a minor solar system of a minor star, in one of hundreds-of-billions
of galaxies in an unfathomable universe.
The universe
doesn’t care if we live. The universe
doesn’t care if we die; it doesn’t care if we hurt, have sex or go to the
movies…
The nature
of the universe is expansion, ever since the Big Bang. There is no reason, there is no why.
There are
Christian hives that like to ask, what kicked off the Big Bang? But we know it wasn’t a God, because man hadn’t
invented him.
THE UNIVERSE DOESN'T GIVE A FUCK
the Ol’Buzzard
