Adam's Garden

i was tired so there was nothing to be done just the worthy foes of the armageddon that was coming.  i was indeed the foe and indeed the fortunate son.  but i could not diverge from the needs that were indeed coming and indeed blasphemous to me and nobody else.  there was something unnerving about it all, it seemed trivial despite itself and that was unnerving.  but it was not my nerves that frightened me it was my face and my attitude and my understanding that all was not ok that there was more to be had and more to be said.

i could not feel what it was that made me this person there was life and there was music and there was dancing and there was the lie the absolute lie that the world was indeed flat.  i was so despondent at the news of the curviture of the world that i cried and made the world feel my pain.  i was the new president and if i could convince everybody that the planet was flat i would.  but i could not.

science.