Pity div busy monster, manunkind

Pity this busy monster, manunkind (CP 554)

XIVPity this busy monster,manunkind,

not. Progress is a comfortable disease:your victum(death and life safely beyond)

plays with the bigness of his littleness-electrons deify one razorbladeinto a mountainrange;lenses extend

unwish through curving wherewhen until unwishreturns on its unself.A world of madeis not a world of born-pity poor flesh

and trees,poor stars and stones,but never thisfine specimen of hypermagical

ultraomnipotence. We doctors know

a hopeless case if-listen:there’s a hellof a good universe next door;let’s go

from 1x1 (1944)