Unacceptable absurdity

  
All those who have been are dying, one after another: colleagues, romantic loves, and the happy memories of old friendships - the fear of the fierce uncertainty of the horrible tomorrows, wrapped in expectation, makes everyone suspicious.

Our world, like a misunderstood, uninhabitable Nineveh apocalypse, hangs by severable threads; a wilfully failed attempt at hopeful survival. Wasted, expendable lives are doomed to a swift demise - day after month, perhaps a grave decade, until a lasting and reliable cure and era greets Calvary's Calvary humanity.

The wild virtuoso dance of endlessly exhausted bundles of strands grinds and grinds the whole of Being faster than the encrypted alchemy of molecules and cells.

The biological code is still a long way off, which could provide us with a clue to the nature of pathogens. From the cracked March mirror-ice, the sky drops melancholy, frozen pearls of truth. The distant space cherishes discarded stars. From my closed, dreamy eyes a nightmare comes: is this my last spring?!

Why could I not have a happy and contented life with the One to whom I can trust myself unconditionally? - I am shrinking into cold walls, my fragmented loneliness. In four prison-walls of solitude I wait, silently hiding, waiting to descend into myself.

I wonder how much time I have left and will have? My broken memories are like arbiters judging me. New creative ideas and thoughts are gathering dust, for there are hardly any prophets and free thinkers left who would dare to call, dare to raise the innovative spirituality from its dust.

Where our steps will take us: total and uncertain. Fossilized footsteps, chess steps pull, call. The repeated words of the scientist: we can do more with prevention! They fade into nothing, while anyone is swallowed up by the massive tar. In my weary skull the stray intellect would yet nobly glow: The absurdity of the unacceptable I am daily confronted with!