What can stupidity discover, except more stupidity? What can idiocy reveal? Not even the depths of our idiocy. Not even its profounds.
What are we hoping to find? There’s nothing but nothing. Nothing other than nothing. Like our whole lives ..
A failing, that’s all. More failing. How can we stand anymore? There has to be some meaning in it, our failing. But no – there’s just failing. Just disaster.
Work in Progress 