Blind and furious, 

it hunts,

it preys.

Preys on the 

victimless.

Preys on the

weak.

Preys on the 

strong.

Preys on all 

that feels.

Emotion is its

fuel.

Its desire.

It hungers for what it

can't create.

It feels not,

but it enjoys the taste.

The apple sour of envy,

The vinegar bitter of hatred,

The peach sweet of love.

All these peculiar tastes 

and emotions.

Its favorite emotions

is the seductive taste 

of fear...

Sweet as well as sour

as well as bitter.

It overrules all flavor.

Fear is the food of Gods.

As well as the food of

Humanity. 

There's some Food for 

Thoughtlessness.