I am ashamed of my human race. I do not search for answers for life’s elusive questions. Your answer is my question. Your question is my answer. Clueless, mindless organisms who know not where they are going or from whence they came. Fumbling around in the darkness of imagination. A product of your wasted experience. Practicing your feel good religion. Ignoring those who might inconvenience you or steal your precious moment.
Feeding your kids to the devil like pigs to slaughter. Living for the moment ignoring the past and pissing away the future. Consuming the earth like a blood thirsty bat with no concern for those coming after us. Building fences and walls to keep you, your own worst enemy, locked away from those who accuse you or making you the way you are.
You are me. I am you. We are them. They are us. We are all each other. Race, culture, creed and religion should not be used as instruments of destruction and separation. But ties to bind us through creativity and expression. We all come from one source. And to that source we shall return. All dead flesh rots the same. You will not escape death. You cannot deny death. You will not hide from your death. Your reservation awaits you. So sit tight and enjoy the ride.