Descendent of proto humans

dumbfounded, mystified, stupefied, et cetera

despite plethora of technological trappings,
whereby world wide web virtually linkedin

allowing, enabling, and providing
instantaneous electronic feedback,

I still experience dearth

of mental, psychological and social

meaningfulness amidst cerebral chaos

courtesy healthy mailer daemons

 

occupying sixty plus shades of gray matter

more valuable then any terrain

designated as Silicon Valley or Wall Street

constituting nexus of brain power,

where metaphysical thoughts proliferate

and ponder such basic thought
such as who art yours truly

what (I declare)

will constitute date with death
and where will corporeal flesh

and spirit separately journey?

 

Since time immemorial

millennium generations

happenstance bestowed Homo sapiens

ability to become self aware

double edged figurative sword

allowing, enabling, providing...

forebears of yesteryear

to marvel at life, and
reckon with death,

which mixed blessing

wrestling with living and dying

also confronts man/womankind
during twenty first century

said inscrutable dilemma,

albeit reconciling mortality

linkedin with consciousness

heightened, tested, under_scored...

particularly at demise dearly departed

inadvertently affect

upon surviving family members

hijacking, offsetting, upending...

 

fracturing emotional composure

prompting immediate questions
regarding purposefulness living

nee, being born essentially to die
predestined to pass away

identical fate decreed upon
all animals and plants

bolstered by believing deity
foreordained every creature
past, present, and future,

 

yet most pronounceable afflicting

non denominational, non
religious, non sectarian
case in point Unitarian,
vis a vis visa versa secular humanists,

especially nonsensical poet wannabe
riddled with perplexity
about nature of being alive
wondering what explains
essence constituting individual fluke

finding meaning scuttling

across world wide web

hither and yon, to and fro
dumbfounded at futility

absolute zero adequate answers
(again, unless one subscribes
to codified doctrinal dogma
i.e. religion, faith, creed...)
I attest as garden variety primate
baffled, flummoxed, nonplussed...

 

why chance genetic dice throw

gifted me finite time
solely to contemplate
(more than just my navel)
meaningfulness analogous
to scrutinizing Möbius strip

unable to identify
inscrutable mystery

defining random existence

specifically essence

happenstance/circumstance
which begat me Matthew Scott Harris.

His noggin mottled, plagued, and riddled

with debilitating accursed impediments

since birth circa

January xiii mcmlix.