Hugo Docking

Smile.

Nov
20

 

(This is a spoken word poem. The audio file can be found below this text. The background music is the song “Mantra” by Dave Grohl, Josh Homme and Trent Reznor for the album “Sound City”. I do not own the copyright to this.)

 

We are all just walkers walking round the word which is turning turning in an opposite counterbalance counterclockwise counterintuitive direction. We make sense of this innocuous ridiculous swimming against the current, getting caught in the reeds madenning mindset when all we need all we really need is to slow down. Stop. Stop walking. Take a breath, take a breather, have a cigarette, play a game of fucking monopoly. Chill down, sit out. Sink down into the current and let it take you to back  to places you’ve been before and places you’d never think you’d see again. Let it take you further. It’ll take you round the long way, back through the past and up through the future. Enjoy the ride.

The problem with marching on and on and on and matching the pace of everyone else and the universe is that the world is round and it is turning the other way, you are under an illusion of positive progress with your suites and your ties and your mortgages and your wife and two little screaming fucking kids ‘hey honey, lets have another baby, let’s keep up with the Jones’, let’s do more.’ Do not do more. Do less. You are walking the wrong way. You are going up an escalator that wants to take you down. Let the escalator take you down. That is its purpose. That is your purpose.

Life does not have to be an uphill struggle do not trudge on there is no holy grail there is no light at the top at the end of the tunnel there is only more hill. Relax. Stop. Roll. Roll all the way down the hill. There is no rock bottom there is only rocks at the bottom. They will kill you. They are death. Don’t be scared of death. There is an end to everything. Nothing is eternal everything will die. Get used to it, get clued in, enjoy the roll.

Take solace in your own mortality. We are all swamp creatures. We are slime and decay we are not enlightened beings. There is no god and there is no virtue. Self-destruction and self-fulfilment are the same side of the same coin. Do not strive for higher purposes the world is chaotic and the chaos is beautiful, look around, take stock, appreciate that you have no stock. We are flavoured by uncertainty and unknown knowledge. Do not let this scare you. Do not let any of this scare you. Let it fill you to the rafters with comforting bliss. You do not matter. This is not nihilism this is freedom. Do what you want, when you want. Embrace the swamp, get off the treadmill. Care less about your health and what other people think of you. They do not matter either. Stop walking. Drift downstream.

Smile.