Can’t write poetry.
Don’t have the intelligence.
Careless with technicalities.
I could learn the skills,
if I put the effort in,
if I tried to improve.
But, I would be fooling myself,
because I don’t want to improve,
I don’t have the patience of mind,
I don’t have the attention required.
I’m evading the responsibility of being
an intelligent considerate useful poet;
and human being.
I am then, a representative, of
the death of intelligence.
the suicide of skill.
the murder of brain matter.
the buggery of learned skill
and craftmanship.
I am the Bastion of the Idiot Human.
The all pervasive foolish people.
Who have no skill. Require no skill.
Seek no craft.
We are examples of the death of
Intelligence. Concentration.
We are watered
down to
vapour.
Don’t you see it,
every word betrays,
I am an intelligence
in decline.
Or more precisely,
a stupidity
clutching
at the last vestiges
(and vegetables)
of a mongoloid
Intelligence.
I am
revealing
INSTANTANEOUSLY!
that I am subservient
to the culture within which
I am enslaved.
Were an intelligent man,
is actually deemed and idiot.
And an idiot is revered,
as sincerely limited,
and therefore,
better,
improved.
In short,
I am tall.
But, I cannot do
mathematics without
a calculator.
And if you cannot see
we are being bred as idiots,
to remain idiots, immersed
in a cultural petrie dish of fools,
then you are
an idiot.
I’m going to stop typing this
and smoke a joint
so my brain falls out my nose;
and then I can act like a Clownish Idiot
so no one can take me seriously
and I continue like that
all part of an idiot defense mechanism.
I’m caught all day
bickering over Nothing,
literally, criticising
nothing in myself and anyone,
as though it was something,
but really my head is filled with
a noxious gas of foolishness.
a foolishness that is everywhere encouraged
to not pay attention
to run away when you can’t do something
to avoid at all cost learning something extremely difficult.
I have been understood?
I am an oxymoron.
I, like all of you on this forum,
represent the death of intelligence .
As I type, your children are all ready,
Idiot Proof. They have been raised in a culture
utterly devoid of substance and riguour.
They have been raised in an environment
that means even if a chil wanted to pay attention
the technologies and methods applied in schooling
activtely seek to - reduce attention.
We are ‘the intelligent dead’!
We are the first rung on the ladder
of the people of the future.
If we represent the first breed
of the people of the future,
and our children are the second,
then we are actively seeing,
before our eyes, before our
dry brains:
*the increased Robotism of Humanity.
*the genocide of cognitive functioning.
*the massacre of craftmanship.
*Instant lobotomy.
and what seals our fate all the more,
is that,
we wanted this to happen.
we want to be lobotimised.
