With insults, pretense, and nightmares
The relentless, idiotic beasts of culture
As they bring this modern world doom
Their hateful division, polluted schemes
Using their lustful, vile, and vulgar lairs
Entrapping the easily fed and ill nurtured
Misery and fetid falsehoods then consume
Oh the end will come, make no mistake
With a yawn, or with our horrific screams
After all that we've seen revealed
Is the mystery is over
Is it our own life we're now willing to take?
“A fire broke out backstage in a theatre. The clown came out to warn the public; they thought it was a joke and applauded. He repeated it; the acclaim was even greater. I think that's just how the world will come to an end: to general applause from wits who believe it's a joke.”
Soren Kierkegaard
