‘Human Condition’
But we’re not suffering from it
No
We’re fucking revelling in it
And riding a psychospiritual slipstream
Down the rabbit hole
Into the grave
At a billion miles an hour
Every day
The wind on our faces
Having a stupid time
Having a glorious stupid time!
Remembering to revel
In the revelations
And whilst there is the time to
Which is all the time there is
We live together
We die together
Then, when you were born
That God gave you a gift
The ability to love
The ability to suffer
The ability to be irrational
And stupid
And embrace the moron tendencies of your idiot heart
No
You are flesh
And bone
And catecholamines
And bad ideas
Loosely tied together
By an excessive self concept
Excessive self control
The devious workings of the genes
And those diminishing memories
And you’re slowly falling apart
No
And there’s no algorithm
That can do what you do
When you see something
Or someone that you care for