What is this craze that I see?

“Marvel not, my son,
they call it ‘Civilization.’
As the hunter civilizes his dog
and the charmer civilizes his serpent,
so the god of this world has civilized
the hearts of the sons of men.”

What is this noise that I hear?

“Wonder not, my child,
that is the sound of desperation.
For the people have abandoned
the substance of their reality,
and channeled their hearts
after vain and imaginary things.”

What is this foul thing that I smell?

“That, my son, is the smell of rot.
When a civilized and desperate people
can no longer connect to
the source of their origin,
they start to rot from the inside.
Look, they are dead already,
even while they live.”