Swarm

 Swarm

 

 

There is a swarm of vampires sucking Brian’s blood and covering their tracks. They want something. 

 

He is quite amazing. He is a multiple Nobel laureate. He has conceived most of the things we use. He is a Buddha and a shaman. He is the kindest person who has ever lived. He is the smartest person who has ever lived. He is on the forefront of solving quantum physics and other fields. He is on the forefront of solving economics and politics. He has accomplished many things in his wake. Things in medicine. Things in physics. Things in religion. Things in spirituality. He can probably cure cancer. And poverty. He could take us into real interstellar travel. And anything that can be cured. He may be able to bring down the royalty; the elites.

 

He’s self- published many books.  He was valedictorian of his Alma Mayer. He is awarded both scholastically and militarily. No one tries to hire him. Or help him. Or pay him back.

 

Instead some sell him on the internet as a freak show—that they created; that is fictitious. They misportray him and misrepresent him and falsify him. Some use him for sex, money and power. And glory and entertainment. Probably not coincidentally. Not causally—but correlatively. And we all watch. And play. Or profit. And do nothing.

 

He is an amber tree.  Some apparently saw the opportunity for self indulgence or self-aggrandizement from a rare tree of life. And so there is a swarm of people feeding off of him. And trying to justify it. Or cancel out any one caring ; or utilizing him for anything worthwhile. 

 

Some are using him to get married and have children. Some are having sex parties with him as the dildo. Some have dealt for his talents and his contributions to the world: for pennies on the dollar. 

 

We sold the tree of life for all the champagne and cocaine you could have. And it seems like no one really has a problem with it. What have we become?  We are a swarm. Can we remedy it?  Do we even care?