Homer’s Crayon

I was just preaching
the gospel of empiricism
for the umpteenth time.
If I remember correctly
the latest draft
of my typical routine
it went something like:

Yea, verily the believers,
the suckers born each minute
who have faith in something beyond themselves,
those who suspect there is a Force
or a God
of a Buddha or Whatever the Fuck,
those gullible freaks,
with their susceptible minds
and tricked out mouth-breather acceptance of an afterlife,
the religious,
the passionate,
the engaged,
they are certainly a special people.

I look at them agog
for they are happy in their lives of simplicity
as they strongly insist on a purpose
a higher power
a sense of destiny.
The faithful believe
and I pity them
for I know better
and I wish I didn’t.
I wish I could walk amongst them
but alas
I am too clever by half
too knowledgeable of the ways of the world
too smart to be anything but miserable.

Thus endeth the lesson
but maybe opens the opportunity for some learning.
If there is somehow a way
that I could be taught
simplicity
I wish it to be so.

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