The Flaky Derelict

Of masks, monsters and demons caged in my head.



Humans are fascinating creatures, desperately swinging back and forth between transcendence and demise, between calls for peace and mourning of war torn bonds, and between spiritual needs and mundane wants, how amusing!

We are the only beings capable of self annihilation and the destruction of other species, it is as intriguing a fact as it is despicable, we are the only ones capable of a rational thought process and insane behaviour in the same exact moment in time.

The previous thoughts pierced my skull like drills through harsh grounds as the bodies in my line of sight swayed from side to side to the shameless excuse for music. We are the damned and the accursed yet we mistakenly believe that we are the blessed and the mighty, if we had taken a moment of our pretentious, precious time to observe the beastly kinds, we’d only find the perfection of the creator in his creations, we’d find harmony and a swift presence on the plains, no conflict ever occurred outside the natural order of things.

How I loathe the day we were created with choice and imagination; one is bound to destroy the global dream of peace for no two humans will ever make the same exact choices leading to such visions, no two humans will follow the same code through and through and certainly no two humans will ever find the same meaning or means for peace. The second is destined to avert us from the supposed plan and to always change our path for we will eternally be able to imagine a different one, we are doomed ladies and gentlemen, how misguided can creatures get!

Yours despicable,




Author: Zeus

I am the grey area, everything by choice and nothingness by choice, wherein everything is possible as it is improbable.

2 thoughts on “Fleshlings

  1. We may be doomed, but there’s no loss in giving it a try. We shouldn’t just watch as we destroy ourselves, we should try and change that future.

  2. I suppose this is what I call “Ramblings of the Mind” but it is slightly true, but not entirely. (I’m too lazy to think & write). I do like the image: “The previous thoughts pierced my skull like drills [on] harsh grounds”.

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