Alone in the cold blackness and silence of the void
All human endeavor is destructive, even building is preceded by destruction, the gouging of earth, the tearing of tree and root limb from limb, the crushing of stone, the mixing of cement and turning it into concrete, even sex is a violent and destructive act: Like two celestial bodies they hurtle towards one another at great speed, clumsily, uncontrollably, drawn by the mutual gravitational attraction they exert on one another, then they crash into one another. We live to destroy whatever we touch and whatever we interact with, or else we corrupt it, twist it, deform it and then we complain about it. We are parasites, destroyers of beauty. People are fixated on the success of failure, determining that lies and deceit and trickery and fooling the innocent, obedient and hard working are virtuous skills to be valued and that a fat bank balance is the only measure of a man’s success or failure. We are all held hostage to the whims of the corrupt and the fearful though we barel...