Insects! Attention!

I hate people. Not all of them obviously. I realized most of the people are like insects, they infect this planet with their existence and the only reason they are living at all is because of the need to reproduce more of their kind. The fact that insects are one of the creatures which haven't been tamed by men is ironic, if man can't tame himself it is kind of a moot point being pompous about everything else man has achieved. Coming back to bugs, if you are reading this you are probably a bug too unless of course you are capable enough of proving the contradiction.

What is unsettling is the fact that even though we hate bugs, we need them for a lot of reasons. The food chain has to be maintained to keep it a win-win situation. The insects are happy they get to have sex and we are happy we get to eat them and no one is the wiser. It would be a pity if everyone became intelligent enough to comprehend what is going on. Gods after all don't want us to realize where the strings are and most of us don't realize there aren't any strings, just the one they call God.

Some meaningless words.

A trickle of words leaves the lips,
All sense and purpose slips,
And those who wish to find,
Find what they wish,

A wish to tell, a desire felt,
A feeling which, in the mind dwelt,
And those who speak in words,
Words to them speak back

In silence, everything dealt,
Yet meaning has still meant,
And those who mean what they say,
Say what means to be said

And still comprehension is flawed,
Words stripped through and clawed,
And those who find peace in it,
Peace they find sooner than all

Of them who prefer closed lips more,
And still hope for a loud mute roar,
And those who take pride in that,
That pride is all they have left.

If sense still makes sense anymore,
And drowned corpses still reach the shore,
Then for those waiting for the end,
End will have to wait some more.