The worship of creation
Seeming endless
But it will end

And every knee shall bow

Thoughts of a coincidental existence

And a futureless world corrodes into the
Spinal chord of the narcissistic man
A paradigm shift for worse

My ego is my god
Given authority by the enlightenment
Of science,

The enlightenment of the age of freedom
Freedom - the name in which we legalize all
The name in which we tolerate all


Credibility for truth, image for substance
Weakness and failure

- unbearable elements in life
Subtly opposed through an endless flow of
Constantly replaced trends, neither allowed

To mature nor to fade
The surroundings,
A mirror reflecting the signals

Of admiration that makes my identity
A constant egocentricity providing a
Purging of anything threatening popularity


The peak of this shallowness
Displayed by the so-called stars

In their quest for self-actualisation
This beautiful people experiencing
The illusion of narcissistic prosperity,

Uncritically and boundlessly admired,
Simply for their own sake