Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Ideology
If you hammer an idea into an empty skull
long enough, the pounded theory becomes
a nail, like an empirical anecdote or some gilded
passage from an ancient scroll written by
neutered and expelled monks who left chiseled
heresy to manifest among the mass that feasts
upon this two-thousand-year-old carcass;
then suddenly, this golden whispered fable
powers through religious wars, famine, and the
everlasting deceit that rivals against science as some
idiotic truth versus some antiquated fairytale
that looms mankind into nihilism.
The truth will always win through science,
and fallacy will forever roll off the lips of
every fool.
- John Hardesty
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