In the beginning, there was…a perfect world; neat and beaming with bliss; a world of awesome wonders. Then came men and women, thoughtful beings of unequalled intellect. Ages have come and, like a fast moving train, have railed away.
From the days of the Pyramids to the philosophical days of Parmenides; from the fall of Constantinople to the dawn of the World wars, to this present era of weightless gadgets, humans have trod upon paths not theirs, and have basked, for countless years, in false ideals; hunting vainly, with zeal and zest, destinies never ever theirs. The fall has surged; the trouble has doubled: the wearing-away of character, the demise of morals; the ever present disconnection from eternal variable, all for the idle want of vain strange ways.
My soul beholds souls who toil, with showers of painful sweat, to learn, to invent, and to devise devices of malice, tools of menacing massacres, to send more bullets to bellies, to bomb more worlds, to destroy more nations. Blessed resources, humans have turned to tools of warfare, heaping upon their coasts nuclear armaments, vying to annihilate all good matters even with the help of anti-matter.
Greater Hitlers have risen, set to devour men like starving tigers. War and more wars have filled their mental worlds, and untold mischiefs have awaited appropriate whistles. Ugly gongs are beaten, and humanity has responded.
Turbulence; perfect turbulence has risen to prominence. Communities against communities; families against families; persons against persons; the turbulence continues; the hatred lingers on. In all lands, wars are fought, with guns or machetes, by legal overlords or illegal criminals. Crime and corruption has pierced nations deep. Corrupt to the highest core, guilt and conscience have left the bosom of many.
Have we not for centuries seen, men and women of rare valor, fairing with long guns, chasing souls to kill and maim, to rob and leave to rot? By force, or by gentle, legal slyness, many are robbed. Our screens at home, the web of webs, the papers in streets, all tell the same ugly tales of havocs and turmoil, sending each day to our weary ears, news of evil and bleary dreads. Horrors caused not by storms nor by our decaying climate, but by conscious souls who have chosen the path of vile, strange destinies; who dwell in vain rest, singing rotten songs amidst forlorn funs.
A noisy world. Silence is forever silenced; only few climb the sacred path of quietude, where thoughts evolve, where prayers emerge, where truth resides. A world of countless doubts, where humans hang precariously on weightless straws. Perfect beliefs are soiled, and truths denied by wits of carnal mortals. A new era has begun, where all “Absolutes” are deadened, as relative realities reign across nations. Vain thoughts are spawned. Valueless volumes have been written, accorded by several soulless doctrines; triggered by none but those who have chosen the path of strange destinies.
The creator is replaced by a laughable, sudden bang, and perfect creationism, by a fortuitous, humorous evolution of apelike beings. No more piety; nothing is sacred. My heart melts. Many have taunted truths, choosing to see in order to believe the seen, than to believe in order to see the unseen. Fickle human notions have risen to steer human nations. Men and men in holy matrimony; women and women in solemn marital harmony. All rights are granted, even the right to do wrong. Indeed, the worst has befallen the world.
Pride and prejudice; the wine of power has deadened many minds. Fame and unfair gains have gained the “yes” of men. The years of humble works have long ended. Today, mortals have dared to garb the garments of immortals; motivated by false doctrines into sudden mirage; swallowed by raging rivers of self-made illusions, urged by insolent overlords to rise, to rise above, to rise above nothing.
Psychology, philosophy, cosmology, theosophy, anthropology, and all that words can call. Names upon names, and more names: the birth of diverse paths, diverse humans, diverse destinies; all in one deadly precision, hunting strange callings, leading their lives to sudden rest, in the pursuit of shadows, creating a vicious global community of lost souls in want of strange destinies.