the day i lost my Soul

i can't pin down the day my Soul left my body - finding it an unfit home to live in..........

but when i think back to this time or that time i remember that somehow.......... there was something different about it............ and it must have been that despite all my confusion and my doubts.................. i still had a Soul...................

life without a Soul is somehow manageable.......... i just have to focus on the functions of a sophisticated animal........... making money........... enjoying material comforts............ i guess i'll get my Soul back when i reincarnate as i slide out of my next mother's womb.............

and then maybe i will become re-acquainted with it in a future childhood - in a pint-sized body..... until, growing into manhood and becoming enamoured or disgusted with the twisted, warped puppet-act of idiot-mankind day-to-day life, that is: the world.......... only to lose it again part-way through life and to live on without it another forty years or so before dying unnaturally of a heart-attack or some such disease...........

at least i hope to Be it and Re-Live it in the afterlife........................ but in the meantime i guess i'll just go on being an idiot-automaton: an ideal citizen of the planet - a dumb jerk............ and Soul-less