I created a ray to save the world.
We had come too far,
had lost ourselves, it seemed to me
and we were taking the Earth along with us
into the abyss.
Too much knowledge: too much thought.
We needed to go back.
And so I created the Great Devolver Ray
and stood, trembling, by the trigger.
This would return us
to our basest animal selves.
Would tune us perfectly into Nature,
re-thread us into the fabric of Creation
destroy the wall between Natural and Unnatural.
Pure uncorrupted survival: nothing more.
And so I stood, on the brink,
unsure as all great revolutionaries must be,
put my hand in place,
and pushed.
And the ray burst forth
and we were transformed
into the pure ******* creatures that Life demanded.
And absolutely nothing changed
at all.
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 8:31 AM UTC
I created a ray to save the world.
We had come too far,
had lost ourselves, it seemed to me
and we were taking the Earth along with us
into the abyss.
Too much knowledge: too much thought.
We needed to go back.
And so I created the Great Devolver Ray
and stood, trembling, by the trigger.
This would return us
to our basest animal selves.
Would tune us perfectly into Nature,
re-thread us into the fabric of Creation
destroy the wall between Natural and Unnatural.
Pure uncorrupted survival: nothing more.
And so I stood, on the brink,
unsure as all great revolutionaries must be,
put my hand in place,
and pushed.
And the ray burst forth
and we were transformed
into the pure ******* creatures that Life demanded.
And absolutely nothing changed
at all.
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