Humans never cease to amaze me. Conceit, bigotry, lust, inanity, duplicity… Ever more often, I cannot but pinch myself when I start suspecting my own origins.

Addendum (May 10, 2024)

To my chagrin, I am only human, too. There can be no doubt about it, either. It is enough for me to cast my eyes on my hands and feet to conclude that my origins are unmistakable. Still, I feel rather uncomfortable about it. If only I could, I would change my past without any remorse. Ah, the universe is immense! Fully aware of the absurdity of such a craving, I am forced to accept my past. As well as my future, I hasten to add. Given the pitiful pace of evolution, my species is up shit creek. And so are my own genes, no doubt whatsoever. No matter what I think, and no matter what I will write before I bite the dust, everything will remain exactly as it has been for untold millennia. Which is why I cannot but feel apologetic toward my own children. In fact, my progeny entire. For no faults of their own, they are stranded on planet earth because of my own primordial cravings. Apologies all around! For better or worse, the predicament goes back to my parents, to be sure. As well as my ancestry going all the way to the chimpanzees and gorillas millions of years ago. Apologies all around one more time!