Above image of Darwin credit: Wellcome Library, London, CCA 4.0
by Benito Vila
Darwin’s no optimist.
He sees every species tossed
to specific failure, each one destined
to vanish, by way of its imperfections,
true to every past, to every future.
We are a momentary midge storm of particles
in a universe that will not wait to be explained.
A technology that sets out to conquer, that sets out to duplicate itself, by its own definition of itself, does not care about our collective or individual souls. It means to expand itself, only itself, not us. It means to fill its own data holes as it sees fit, even it means hindering our ability to change minutely like we’re supposed to, us humans, the super-lawless natural form that we are, doing, being, moving on, as our senses want. After 10,000 years of civilization, humankind has become a fool with a whip, making marks wherever it goes, one day to be found fossilized by its own hand.
We are a remote future, a remote past, with a coherence
our practiced rationality is not meant to comprehend.
Each one of us finds our own way
to wherever we’re meant to go,
no different than every other form of creation,
despite all we know, despite our insistence
that we’re different, easy come, easy go.
We are children of the universe, a form of energy,
eventually coming to see the years arriving as fast as snowflakes.
A cult society which seeks to dominate, which praises itself as an act of greatness, claiming the right of law and citing its need to protect freedom is just one more form of hate, mind control, disguised in false words as being the will of the people, as being the way it’s supposed to be, a propaganda popular among those who cut corners, who loathe learning, red-hatters, brown-shirters, thought-police lovers denying cultural change and celebrating intellectual isolation so their black-and-white view of mechanical forces doesn’t ever mix with a broader spectrum, any quantum understanding.
Survival of the fittest is a trumped-up phrase
having nothing to do with natural selection,
or the forces of doom Darwin described.
In each species’ demise, Darwin’s no optimist.
He sees no survivors.
