Menial

[QDeathstar]

All the resources of modern life at hand

Infinite choices, possibilities
Why choose something so simple, so clearly meaningless 
As to spend time with menial tasks, attempting nothing to better your life
The lives of others 
The world. 
How can I be so ignorant? 
How can you?

The universe is waiting 
Feel the pull, the awe
Of the unimaginable complexity that sits dormant 
Waiting for a discovery
A daring realization 
That to hide behind the false sense of pride, 
Of satisfaction with mediocrity 
Is to further dismantle the ever evolving movement of ideas 

Don't hide behind the sensational, embrace it
Incorporate the idea of infinity into your perspective 
Encapsulate possibilities into thoughts 
Into ideas 
Into reality 
Into a differentiated section of consciousness 
A well of meaning no longer waiting to be tapped 
Ready to destroy pointlessness with the tip of a thought 


   

I don't think the poem is saying necessarily that menial task are meaningless, but that being satisfied with only trying them is meaningless. But, the poem is heavily cliche. Oh yeah, don't be satisfied with the every day, be super. But, we've heard all of that before.

I also find it Ironic that the poem is offering us infinite possibilities, but then immediately judging us for not accepting the choice the author views as obvious. Part of being able to reach out and achieve the greater things comes not out of choice or some higher level hippie thinking, but out of necessity to complete what the speaker has prejudged as menial tasks.

The speaker looks down upon the world, the poem is actually getting more irritating the more I think about it. The poem reminds me of "The Onion's" Ted Talk. But for the realsies.