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spotism. The dark sou
Humor as with all creativity is one of the beautiful blossoms of a joyful and fearless. heart. A dark soul does not speak that language . Consequently ridicule is the hands down best antidote to despotism. The dark soul is dumbfounded.
l is dumbfounded.
He thought humans to be a promising species
notwithstanding their odour and pugilistic leanings.
Complex tribal and hierarchical by all accounts.
Territorial. mercurial omnivores
with only a very fragile taboo against cannibalism.
Given war, or meteorite disabling solar flare
They would eat one other at the slightest provocation..
or short of that, process one another into fertilizer
for their cabbage farms.
They fear the dilution of their tribes.
Tribes are all they know.
In point of fact, their treacherous nature is the greater threat
to their survival than tribalism could ever be.
They have gone as far as they can go with
their endless warring tribes
Should they prevail, the dissolution of tribes
will insist that it become the new inevitable.
Derek Earl Houghton
When he awoke from sleep in the wee
hours of the morning he felt cold.
He would proceed then to put
on his dressing gown.
When he put on his dressing
gown he always felt far too warm.
This was always the case.
He concluded after a time
he would never be comfortable
in his own fur,and
that this nightly pantomime
would be his unceasing
perturbation.
Derek Earl Houghton