that is to say that what we as adult humans truly appear to be both aesthetically and morally is basely grotesque, I’ll grant that as a given.  The child, smiling, eyes a glow with wonder is by contrast utterly beautiful, then again so are wolf pups.  It is apparent the key evolutionary developmental stage into adult personage consists mainly of uglification.  Joy and wonder are transmogrified into fear and ignorance until all is untrustworthy.  The moment a child first stops waving to everyone she sees and learns to stare away avoiding eye contact would be step 1.1 followed by such learned behaviors as teasing, deprecation, and humiliation.  Ever notice that the only one not staring at the floor on a crowded elevator is the child hidden in a corner by its mother?  Soon she will learn not to look at the ugly mysterious others surely bent on rape, robbery, or revolution.  Soon she will see the true evil ugly nature of all those that currently peak her curiosity for the different.  Soon she will learn that only the ones that teach her about the ugliness can be trusted, and then only just so far.  Soon she will learn.  Her parents will teach her as they were once taught.  They may use a different method, perhaps a new one they just learned from a book, but the essential rules are still the same: most are ugly, and the rest just hide it better, look both ways before showing emotion, never take the opinion of a stranger into consideration, brush away your imagination twice a day, and most importantly, different colours of ugly are the worst ugly of all.  As each generation comes into global dominance, they find the newest, niftiest, most technologically advanced ways to spread the word about ugly… naught that I’d know or anything.

touched by the hand of god

i feel as though it is not all that odd

to want, feel, desire

to be a christ upon that pyre

for

if it is to be that all the love and passion

is draining out of societal interaction

then what place have i on an earth

that will surely greet my muse with mirth

so

place me high upon that cross-stick

for despite being oft accused agnostic

i believe that in belief is found relief

from all life’s trials, strife, and grief

odd ode

that is to say that it seems today that everyone on the gd friggin’ intermaweb is a complete fucking douche, I’ll grant that as a given.  Present company included, who the fuck are these pathetic losers who people the vastness of interspace?  Well, that’s just it, isn’t it?  The whole thing is filled with desperate, lonely rejects filled with passionate desires for attention and validation.  And who specifically are these wretched pitiable masses?  Everyone.  Every fucking one of us.  The interweb, like the world, is peopled by, well, people.  Regular dumb hopeless dismally gloomy miserables.  We are a race of dreamers and desperados.  We are a collection of narcissistic hypocrites seeking conformity through a common sense of coolness rejection of same.  So if the world as we have always known it continues to be fraught with a needy republic pleading for identity through kinship then so shall the internet remain filled with shameless self-promotion and tired cliché gestures of camaraderie cloaked in electronic forms that amount to nothing more than a bunch a bullshitters talking loud and drawing a crowd… naught that I’d know or anything.