Egad, I'm Mad
In the beginning was madness.
Primordial conscious genius
emerged from unconscious bliss.
Before then, there was no need.
Nature operated like a cosmic clock,
tick - tock . . .
Each part interacting:
breeding, borning, growing, dying,
cycling like seasons,
One human aware.
So it is with madness.
Isolation killed off the first ones.
Then a pair went mad.
They had something only they could share;
so, the egg of god was lain.
The product of two, who knew, that they
were no longer like the rest;
they pretended the mountain spoke
with power and awe;
that she proclaimed what they knew
with thunder and fire.
It made madness divine.
Before long there was consensus.
God made it happen.