Adonis Diaries

What if ruins talk no more?

So many ruins

Stones, dying languages, ethnic minorities, religious minorities

All kinds of new ruins piling up

Fast.

Archeologists are becoming scarce.

Ethnologists are dwindling:

Modern customers no longer care for the past.

The past resembles the present so strikingly;

A past turned shameful any which way the story is retold.

God of Time, Space, Places

How can we remember you when your ruins

Talk no more?

You have a steady job of Eternal Reservist

The soldier not having to wait long

To be called upon in times of wars and calamities.

A symbol of mankind domination falls;

They have got to build another monument to hide the ruin.

What a better memorial of man’s futility

Than a horrible gigantic ruin?

God of Time, Space, Places

You are resurrected every second

By someone, somewhere

For no reasons

And that is your Sacred Power:

Nobody knows why they have got to resurrect You.

You the Eternal Mute favoring a few crazies

Interpreting your coded languages

Speaking in your name, divulging your secret purposes

To the billions of hapless souls:

Your less fortunate offspring

Dying every second of famine, curable diseases, and collateral war damages.

A few crazies not knowing how their day will end

But knowing perfectly well how their night will unfold:

Steams of nightmarish dreams

Of the worst kinds of horror movies.

God of Time, Space, Places

You archaic decrepit F of an entity.

You can’t even follow-up on the updates of your creations;

Can’t fathom the many theories of how you have created and what is your nature.

Old theories that keep recurring as if Time Space, and Places

Never changed.

Your creations seem never to learn much of anything.

God of Time, Space, Places

You archaic decrepit F of an entity;

You can’t manipulate the latest inventions of your creations

Ever more “performing”

Ever more confusing,

Even to the intelligence of your most Sacred Power.

I have a quick simple question to ask your Entity

“Are you at least having fun?”

Say YES  my Eternal Mute and I will be satisfied.