Friendly Cosmic Rant

Seven billion people

not worth a universe sneeze

crowded together 

like yeast in beer

drowning for the same reason.

When asked about aliens,

my teacher said:

"Oh, yes, they've been coming

here for a long time."

He wasn't referring to 

the Enquirer.

All religions predicted this time,

this time we don't even recognize

even though we are in the midst

of it. Many of us are on the edge

of our seats, feeling the inevitable

is just around the corner; not 

because we saw some guy in the

street carrying a sign: 

"The end is near."

No, because we feel the street,

feel the phone call is coming,

Modern art tried to warn us of

the breakdown, the change, the

degeneration...we thought the

paintings and the music interesting,

though discordant. We thought it

was art, not communication from

the collective human mind, 

a heads up.

I feel what's happening in the USA,

though I live in Mexico...I'm glad I'm

not too close, in the middle of it. I can

see what's happening to people 

that are, and it isn't pretty...getting 

closer to not even human.

We are yeast in beer, but our minds

are much more...more aware than

they let on...heavily repressed so

we can get on with our yeastiness.

The universe shuffles the cards....

"Whose deal? Pass the peanuts.

Ante is one world."