haven't we reached the pinnacle
of en masse allowance
for a collective allowance
for introspection,
       introspection:
that's nothing to do with
the reflective aspect
of the same allowance granted
for the reflexive aspect
of "thinking"...
      came the day when thinking
became detached from doubt,
and aligned itself with a belief,
secular, scientific belief...
raving lunatics,
why else explain the plethora
of terms,
psychiatric: boost with
the pharma additions,
   and the pop psychology...
       random terms...
  disorder this, disorder that,
when did philosophers
ever prescribe:
cages,               words that cage
people, and broccoli stalks...
into: ugh... can't be done?
  now i speak a language i'm
uncertain of,
it's constantly suspect...
the heroic past, the stupid past...
the current scientific obsession
with i.q.: as if, it leads anywhere...
what's high i.q. for me?
plumber...
      someone who isn't
exactly driven by etiquette,
that ******* ask of aesthetic by
the ruling classes...
but at least someone,
who manages to perfect their
craft,
   to the point where
he's critique free.
                            **** me,
the jews were all over this...
why translate the pyramid
into metaphysics...
       i'd sooner want to live
in the shadow of a mountain,
than a fake mountain
in a desert...
                      i.q. i.q. i.q.,
                  inverted quantifier...
          imploded qua,
          i can go on and on and on
with ******* up this acronym..
   ("discriminatory") inclusive qualifier...
it's the sort of intelligence
measure,
that... doesn't exactly solve anything...
blocked toilet...
   i see i.q. scores...
         and two left hands...
      basically can expand
on 2 + 2 = 4,
  but is really ****** at unblocking
a toilet...
       god forbid if they can't
cook a decent cottage pie...
            how many bay leaves?
two!
        a whole all spice bud,
some nutmeg, but more in the mash,
etc. yadda yadda yo...
         at a time when
humanity is achieving its "supposed"
goal...
               becoming more and more
introverted,
          and less heroic / dumb
extroverted...
           where all that requires
discovery, adventure,
orientates itself around some *******
fetish / fantasy originating
on the moon...
                          big dreamer back
down... well... not exactly...
                   who are these outliers,
not the really intelligent people,
not the really stunted people,
i mean: this... "fizzle",
   this "in-between"...
             the buddhist middle "rank"?
the average?
                      autism, solipsism,
soliloquy, theism, atheism,
and just some plain out of sight
*******...
                     angry?
n'ah...
             i'm standing in the breadth
of time,
with some snarky ******* telling me
to either climb up a tree,
or join the ******* savannah herd...
             darwinism is such
a ******* ****-joy when it comes
to your allowance of using language
as a means of "escape"...
          as if everyone keeps
  "forgetting"...
the cosmological argument, for god,
the ontological argument, for god,
and the...
                        the free will of the other,
for no god...
              oh... wait... 'ere comes
the straight-jacket...
            the argument of free will,
and whether not or whether,
  "we" have it...
                           welcome to the loony
bin, i'm matthew,
                      conrad to some,
i hope you're welcome,
we try to respect those with
extrovert layers of despair,
i'll be your moderator,
   we only have one
       prospect of occupying
this here space,
notably within the confines
of the suggestion:
             let's find the bottom
                      of this pit;
and if we don't?
          hell...
           preserving the experience,
that's as much as life
will ever allow, democratically,
democratically, counter darwinism.