Food for Thoughtlessness
Blind and furious,
it hunts,
it preys.
Preys on the
victimless.
Preys on the
weak.
Preys on the
strong.
Preys on all
that feels.
Emotion is its
fuel.
Its desire.
It hungers for what it
can't create.
It feels not,
but it enjoys the taste.
The apple sour of envy,
The vinegar bitter of hatred,
The peach sweet of love.
All these peculiar tastes
and emotions.
Its favorite emotions
is the seductive taste
of fear...
Sweet as well as sour
as well as bitter.
It overrules all flavor.
Fear is the food of Gods.
As well as the food of
Humanity.
There's some Food for
Thoughtlessness.