i think all the missing links are buried in snow somewhere. or, Homo resolution is beneath my house, and i don't really feel like being homeless just yet.
and i sit there, looking at this guy, unable to decipher my own emotions.
that's what my cousin bestowed upon me: a return to normalcy.
regress.
revert.
and that's what i'm saying: we haven't come far at all.
negate.
cranial circumference is now ineffective, and why?
because we let other people have complete control over us.
what, because we decided to stand on our hind legs one day, and never look back,
that makes us kings and queens?
forget that non-honing chewing complex, forget the location of your foramen magnum, forget all of it, because you're nothing. because after all of that, after all of the adaptive successes of your ancestors, you're nothing. because all they have to do is wake up one morning and say that they don't love you anymore, and nothing else will ever matter ever again. forget advanced shifts in mastication, because all of your evolutionary feats mean shit. you're nothing.
but my dear monkey friend,
you're no hoax.
someday they'll find your bones inside this here glass case,
and they'll say, my, how unrefined these ancestors of ours were.
then they'll find my bones, next to yours, clutching my kodak,
and with an absolute dating method, they'll get all their answers.
they'll count my molars and measure my skull,
they'll take my height and examine my brow,
and they'll say,
my, what large brains they had,
but what empty, broken hearts.
Kendall, you are a beautiful writer.
ReplyDeleteThe world is a marvelous place - Nature in all its perfection, forever dancing in a glorious union. The birds and the bees so to speak,they always move forward - never back. They reproduce without regret - They know exactly where they ought to be without need of time, for they are never late...always just in time. Human kind is such a chaotic beast...we posses massive brains and attribute ourselves with such a glorious rap sheet. Capable of such awesome feats of power and might - and yet, we too often find ourselves late to catch the bus, or chasing after someone who truly only wishes to cut out our heart and devour it while we smile and laugh and say "oh, its okay. Please, have some more." and worst of all - we regret it in the morning. Oh how we regret it - we are haunted you see, by a past and by a future. Why can we not just sit in this moment and see that all the world is shining, ripe for the plucking? For all our advancements, still we seem the only creature that is truly left behind. Nature is never late, it never regrets or looks back....it never finds itself curled in a corner crying itself to sleep as it internalizes all it's obvious mistakes. Ha - and we say that they are the primitive ones.
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ReplyDeleteit's means it is...it does not denote possession.
I adore my terrible grammar :] That's right - Break all the rules! Ha!