I grasp,
I learn,
Yes that is what I yearn,
About our Psyche,
So exciting am I right ?
To understand the mind,
To study its myths,
Is to reveal its secrets,
Lift the mist,
The curtain of unknowing,
Was not there to conceal,
It was there to hide,
It’s grotesque appeal,
Rotten brains filled with maggots,
In the veins, black blood,
Degenerate piece,
Keep simplifying, Keep being unjust,
Why is it so,
That when we process,
We look through a keyhole,
AND DISCARD THE FUCKING REST ?
Our vision is skewed,
Worms chewing the iris,
Blood fills the pupil,
We can’t trust, what we see
It is a fraction of what is,
Which is then further butchered,
When we select the Information,
For further inspection
Thank you creator, for divine justice
We must be unjust
Just to exist
Tell me, is that just ?
A myriad of horrors,
Stenches from the mind,
Reeking of shortcuts
This ingenious „mind“
We keep using shortcuts,
We have to, we must,
We don’t have the power,
To analyse everything at once,
We use heuristics to get,
What is we crave,
Like a bloodthirsty animal,
We’re nothing but slaves
We judge other people,
By the little we can comprehend,
Take a situation out of context,
And it gets out of hands,
Woke or conservative,
None understand,
We function the same,
We simplify, we NEVER comprehend.
Love for one group,
Necessitates hate for another,
There is no In-Group Love,
Without hate for the others
Everyone thinks they’re entitled,
To have the view that is right
But we’re all so fundamentally FUCKED
Nothing is ever RIGHT
We love to take shortcuts,
Or insanity awaits,
Perhaps insanity is better,
To kill our gory FUCKING brains,
A billion fucking years,
EVERYTHING together,
Couldn’t add up
To some SHIT that is FUCKING better ?
I want to go back,
To the days of not knowing,
But I’ve opened the Box,
There is no returning
I yearned for knowledge,
But now I grasp,
Upon the stupidity of our Psyche
What I’ve learned should’ve stayed untouched