and thus each man's script, from on high,
how res cogitans  simply becomes res vanus,
and is signed ουροβoρος oφις,
tail-devouring snake, ouroboros ophis -
so that many more that come
(and come they will whether willing or unwilling),
and either chain to us
in shackles of either attracted
by our status of res cogitans
with keen interest in our works,
or likewise with apathy keep
us in hidden depths of lochs beyond
all care or concern - as simply
automated lived out care-free
contentment, not demanding us to
take centre stage, and indeed associate
with us more res vanus rather than
res cogitans, as easy come as easy
go due to man's numbering -
landlocked ably seeing the great seas
nimble at each man's bordering on tides
youth turn to old age with the hanging
klepsydra over each man's head:
like that ingenuity of bernard gitton;
for each will have to relinquish his
sway of the status of being a res cogitans
and claim the status of res vanus
(after all life is accomplished, the book-kept
wet ink of the words the end forever-more,
as words preceding the last have dried up
to worthy status of boredom and study
and gained entitlements of lost mr. but gained dr.):
so that many more will come in our stead,
but as i see it, this won't be hard -
relinquishing the status of a thinking thing:
since so many people still act petty and treat
thinking moronically: pyramid of homicide
and theft and all that, which jingles
for Mammon to give out displacing rewards
of coin neither gold or silver, but attired
with a figurehead of authority of gems
embedded in a crown, hidden in william
the conqueror's white tower.