There is no Malady.

A malady requires there to have been normality in the first place.
So unless you are Hobbes, what are you talking about?
When was the first root of violence and where is or was this...

"Human Spirit"


?

That you or I can possibly see, feel or identify this....come on.
We've lived in a perpetual Ice Age as far as "Spirit" is concerned
and we know nothing other than what is human.

We, humans, are as disgusting as the most degenerative bacteria you can find out...
..in a swamp
..in our blood
..in our mind.

"Human Spirit" is a myth and morals are just false teeth set to take a bite
out of the only prey we can never pursue.

We navigate our fjords and all we find is a cold darkness;
and what we talk about are horror stories
as we yearn for this bright red fire, your dream buried deep underground,
to warm us
up.

Land of the Seas, Home of the Slaves

The Sunny Empire lets loose the laughter,
bursting — unconditional to the collective unconscious.

The hysterical rhythm and tone of madness behind its veil,
psychological smut smothered by frail happiness.

This type of laughing is no laughing matter.
It is the abysmal malady of our Modern Times.

It represents a reproach for human spirit
and the desire to prescribe its moral disaster.