Greater Invocation of Disgust

I give to you a brief assembly of ugly thoughts, a recitation of the barbarous names, a dark stain on righteous superiority, a bilious denouncement of uniqueness. We are no different than all of the beasts, roaming in the wilds and roosting in the muck, that thoughtless, unknowing, lifeless offal. All the gauze of our complexities -- morals and emotions, tortured inner dialogue -- an ethereal sheen to mask the prison of an existence. We've got nothing but hatred! An ethereal sheen to mask the prison of an existence we will never understand. Let the rank tongue blossom. Recite the barbarous names. Feel a savage pleasure -- perverse and cruel delight -- in widening the gulfs, in reinforcing the walls... then die alone in the isle of Setebos. Our legacy adding up to a heap meaninglessness, we thoughtless, unknowing, lifeless offal.