So…. the man struggles,
.
and each day
as the wind howls,
and the water swirls,
his thinking
filters through
the moments like
sand through a sieve,
immersing him in conditions
that only augment the audits of
his stubbornly unyielding heart...
.
Prone to indifference,
he gazes into
each eddying context
which, according to his
own stuttering attempts
at understanding life, are
rife with the unnecessary...
.
Hoping to simplify whatever lesson
is being doled him, the man struggles
and strains against a rage of impulses…
.
And though he drinks
himself carefree,
he endures,
not only for himself,
but for all the excuses
he’s abstracted (over time)
that represent the lessor parts
of a life he wants to keep hidden...
.
And being settled to dissemble his
neuroticism as being inconsequential,
he zips up his nonchalance like a jacket,
and then bolsters his pride, as if all the facets
of his being are as they should be...
.
His reasoning today is that surfaces
were what mattered most, and he was
laudably skilled at creating semblances...
.
From now on he
would appear as a
deep lake, (elemental,
unadorned, approachable)
a beautiful planar surface that
might hide his terrible struggles,
one that others were easily drawn to,
one they could look at en-passant,
or dip their hands into without
being scuppered…
.
He was
reachable
now (he reasoned)
especially to those who
often poo-pooed his collection
of psycho-sick knickknacks that
offended most everyone.
.
Now,
as pleasantly
benignant words
are freed daily to the
few who crossed his path,
he’ll smile and smooth the lapels
of a freshly tailored being, in anticipation
of his once troubled life becoming normal at last...
.
A week later, as he was staring once again into the void, smoking and stewing, he heard a voice asking: “What do you think being normal really means?
Puffing nervously, he snarls back: “Who f*%&.$# knows!”
“Then ask yourself….
Do your needs move you to deceive others to appear as someone you’re not?
Do your needs move you away from people and keep you isolated and alone?
Do your needs move you towards others to love them, and to help them?”
.
© richard lloyd cederberg
10/2025

         A NEW RACE OF HuMANS