Cheap design

Imagine you’re walking along the earth, feeling alive, with all the flying things, and soft ground, and also people in cars, smoke coming like clouds, eyes shining

And you’re just looking out to see if you can spot the height of your existence anywhere – beauty like only nature possesses, a planet, or a flower – a woman, but made up like nature’s work of art

And you have to leave off Beauty herself, leave her as she is, like a natural phenomena

And you know you have to forget about Beauty as you pass this place

And you’re going to find one of these…people… there instead

I would compare them to, have you ever bought a cheap lighter, it’s got an intricate design, someone built a factory to make it, someone sweated to make it, it was transported here, you buy it, and yet, it doesn’t work, it’s useless

So, who designed it, what’s the real purpose, and why?…

And there it is – an act of cowardice so low, so predictable you wonder at the ontology of the universe, how could an intelligent designer create something so useless and stupid?

Guess they’ll be at me, yknow, my philosophy disagrees with theirs, they think, because of the mere fact of being a lighter, there’s flame…

I beg to differ, there’s not a flame, only the sound of gas replacing it like a deflated fart… cowardice

How could… people… be so low? Thing is, they’d buy the cheap stupidity of that act of cowardice and call it honour or give it the value of an actual flame – cheap lighter people, y’know?

Borderlands’ AI bandits have a better philosophy who face one in a battle and state,

meet your maker