Screaming at the silence…
Crucify the apathetic…
Commit infanticide…
On the spawn of their inaction…
Unable to move on…
Blinded by false convictions…
Apathy will be your downfall…
Uncaring you are brought to your knees…
Crimson words with no intention…
Your weapon of choice…
Heretic, I hear you say…
For I endanger the status quo…
Undead-like you coast…
Through what you call life…
Unable to see past yourself…
Like water, you are stagnant…
Apathetic you watch the crime…
Committed in no name…
You remain unmoving…
In the face of misery…
How I long to see the day…
When your beaten to your knees…
Your friends stand watching, silent…
Victim of your own indifference…
You don’t deserve to live…
If you live like your dead…
Author notes
What blinds us, or what makes historical progress very difficult, is our lack of awareness of our ignorance. And [I think] that beliefs should be put aside, and that a psychedelic society would abandon belief systems [in favor of] direct experience and this is, I think much, of the problem of the modern dilemma, is that direct experience has been discounted and in its place all kind of belief systems have been erected... If you believe something, you're automatically precluded from believing in the opposite, which means that a degree of your human freedom has been forfeited in the act of this belief."
- from speech 'Psychedelic Society' by Terence McKenna
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Comments
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wow this is very, very good! i love it! and i totally agree.
im not really sure what to say. this is strangely refreshing b/c all the poetry i've been reading lately has been happy so. i like dark poetry.
good work! the tite is a very good choice. the statement of it + the last 2 lines together would be amazing.
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