Monthly Archives: August 2007

the human lab

i am an extremely passionate character. when i was asked to enter the labyrinth of life, i acquiesced. later, as i found out that the maze before me had unforeseen complications and challenges but favourable prospects, as communicated to me by those who had traversed the path of ‘proficiency,’ i reminded myself of the warmth and comfort of a better future.

without doubt, i believed everything, i believed it all. i was even told that at the end of this obscure tunnel, i would be met with (ostensibly) gastronomical apothiosises, fine dining and the culmination of cheese perfection, french fromagiers.

if i could fly, i would. if wings were possible, i would turn this struggle into an ideological mission and sacrifice complacency to rebut lies by sacrificing myths. however, i am refused by more pragmatic exigencies. to some, aerial warfare only feels natural. to the warlords of existence, hegemony is a pretext that displaces traditional and crude tools of obedience. repression dominates under a malignant human creation, a fabricated hierarchy of self-interest.

the conundrum continues. i, hungry for the prize, continue to search, continue to fight and continue to create justifications for doing otherwise. i leave behind me a past of broken promises, excuses, failed attempts at rationalizing irrational and promiscuous verbal inconsistencies that fuel my temptation. what lies ahead is a continuation of my past, a renewal of my ignorance. i cannot leave, i cannot stop, and i certainly cannot retrace. my only option is to continue. my only motivator is the breath of a determined evil – a propaganda machine that relies on violence, division, irrationality and confusion to compel subjects to act on their behalf.

the disconcerting element of this entire equation is the relegation of human agency to subservience, by manipulative means, usually undertaken behind closed doors so as to conceal collusion. us vs. them, the continuation of surreptitious machinations, a struggle of existence in a world that denies it.

and if you ask why we ‘fight,’ the answer lacks complexity. we ‘fight’ for our existence. this time however, it is a personal battle with myself, to break ‘typical’ and feed it to the animals who would enjoy it most.


///..iconoclasm reiterated.



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