3c #1 Conversations with Dr. Cockroach: (2a) The Angel

"Every choice has a consequence"

Standing on that ledge
Gazing into the depths and darkness below

Staring into the absurd premises founding the lesser musings
Of the tribe - homos and stupids

Diving into the womb of that night

Down

Losing it in the dark of that gray

Beyond

Empty laughs, craving cries

Sagging smiles, sickening lies

A gulping void, a fractured gulf

In the maddening screams, in the widening lights

All he could see was this

"What drink would you like first up in the morning?"

De-cafe, Defects, and De-facts

T H E   L I V I N G   A B Y S S

HOMO STUPIDENS

So we find ourselves on this planet of apes, exiled from the system of heavens, and in a seemingly perpetual, fatally memetic denial

What does reality mean when you are acting out the fabric of it beyond the event horizon?

But then, aren't we all falling through it?

I say straights, curled, and curved

Any order

Thanks

PORTABLE OPPORTUNISTS

'To you I'm an atheist; to God, I'm the Loyal Opposition'



Roach: Hell, hello, and hell-os
Is there anybody out there?

Is there anyone you dream?

Three holes would do!

Cock: You are an inevitable outcome of just another rotting mutation

Dock: No, my love. I am the joking consequence of only a random change

Cock: Are you serious?

Dock: Yeh, why weren't you?

Dock: You have created a homo-sphere where everything is about a dick or for a dick except the dick itself
Do you know why?

Cock: What?

Dock: Fc*k the dick! Or at least let it have some

Cock: You are exactly as you are expected to be

Dock: Only if the same could be true of you

Dock: All merciful, caring and beautiful, except the creator and his creation

Cock: You are arrogant

Dock: Yes, but lesser than a trinity and least to a unity

Cock: You can never be me

Dock: And you will never want me

Cock: Nobody wants you, see

Dock: You are right. No body needs me, seen

Cock: We are the two ends of a spectrum, all we need is a bridge

Dock: Exactly, a bridge of colors. So that we never see the rainbow again - paradoxical

Cock: Heh, is it all just too much tragedy for you?

Dock: Yep, isn't it?
The question is, is it all just too much fun to you?

Cock: You are not the chosen one, you were never appointed

Dock: You are right

Dock: I am just miserably disappointed, but the only one.





Yasir
Featured links:
The Moral Mind - Jonathan Haidt
Predictable Irrationality - Dan Ariely