Just for fun. I was digging in a box of old school papers tonight in the basement, and came across a poem I wrote with an accompanying drawing. In my memory, I was primarily a sports jock through high school and only discovered more philosophical tendencies in college.
But this poem from probably late middle school seems pretty “meta” as the kids say these days; existential and deep! My art is as comical as it is tragic. I assure you I was not reading Nietzsche in 7th grade!
Enjoy this ant’s-eye-view of the human predicament, and watch your step these days. Many people are being trampled under foot.