Testo Useless

Useless human mind, searching for control. Forced a weak creation into existence. Gave it human form, such a tiny mind. Then he wrote the words, "Ignorance is bliss". First, this God punished, then it turned its cheek. Now it turns its back on the suffering. No one asks why. Man is his own tormentor. He looks to the sky for help. He''s punished by God''s self-hatred, for man is his god himself.