people really should stand up and do something of complaining about things. why?
A.) for the future.[if you still think your future is a college degree and that whole white picket fence thing, sorry but really sorry]
B.) for your children’s future [but because millenials don’t want kids anyway, this is basically the last stand. maybe we’ll go by way of alamo, but nobody will say we bent over and held our cheeks open.]
and to you that thinks everything is gonna be fine and believes it’s all gonna be ok, oh you’re gonna get it best. because you got the most to lose. the rest of us in reality already know what it’s like to have those things taken away, and still fight. who really drank the koolaid?
that’s the state of the union, l8terz
*skips away whistling*
i like david rockefeller. he never beat around the bush. feeling under the sweep of things? it really is your own damn fault. you did nothing. they call it perception management. it’s not even that this world could be a simulation, but more like a construct. “we create our universes” as portrayed by the double-slit experiment. Perhaps they figured out the correct measurements to providing the right amount of reality v. horseshit. personally, it looks like they’ve won, and they haven’t even dished out their best material yet. notice how everything is tied together with something else. books with extra volumes. movies with sequels, even reboots. tv shows with crossovers. tv show reboots! it’s a web and snare. and as much as you don’t believe it, you’re in it. look at you trying to gnaw your own leg off now. Cool, eh?
i walked into it myself. i didn’t like it. but, it did point out how much our individualism was constructed or shaped. nobody’s an individual anymore, and hasn’t been for some time. the only way i see to stop this, is for us to all stop. that’s, all of us, get off our screens and back onto the streets, saying hi to strangers, looking at one another, making eye contact, etc. Read the original books that inspired the movie! buuut, this is where THEY win; they counted exactly on how lazy we could be, would be. They gave us a little pinch of paradise to soften our stool. “Escape the comfort of our computer chair and keyboards? Hah! Preposterous.”
they bet on our laziness, but our will to get up is the only thing that can beat them. so, what does it look like? rolling yourself in a burrito blanket on the weekend? or getting some vitamin d and talking to random strangers you’ve never met? The creeps, wierdos and/or kidnappers already out there? pre-emptive training is always good. teach your kids, and keep teaching your kids and simultaneously your kids won’t become creeps, wierdos and kidnappers either. …the sad truth is, as the great philosophers The Clash once said, “only a fool would think someone would save you.” Nobody can count on rescue but if you do everything in your power, then what have you got to feel sorry about? The god that didn’t save you, the god that did, or the god that you believe has done all he’s can? of course i don’t mean God, god. but is the term god not synonymous with your own version of self empowerment? You can say this is a pessimistic US view, but you’re kind of an idiot because you believe hope will cure things like this. That the good will defeat evil. Well the truth is this: ‘hope is forced but hope is not the force’
the wind sounds the woodwinds in an orchestra
the flapping of leaves like tenor staccato
the flow of clouds like basstones of cellos
hammerings of life is the metronome
cravings to cast apologies
when music can’t be heard
the beauty of life sings
and is incomprehensible
through mere words
are not beautiful.
it isn’t beauty when manifested
boredom is the real root
though evil is
evil is merely a song
it along with all
modes of malcontent
stem from demiurge
with time, we all become evil
reflect away lightness
but that doesn’t define badness
badness comes from our yearning
to have a relationship
with the very things
we don’t understand.
the very invisible world
not one person alive
has not seen a glimpse of it
they who’ve not,
they are the one’s that deserve
they have chosen not to see
to not hear
to not feel
to not enjoy the concert
i like how your canines kinda pop out and make you look like a sort of gremlin or demon or something but you are so innocent and kind. now, i’m tipsy while writing this but, if i was the king of the universe i would let you go about the universe just to explore the outer limits of what your heart can encapsulate. no moral prerequisites. just go and be. but i would also know that if i was capable of doing so, i’d have done so for myself. but i didn’t. if ever there WERE a king to the universe, he would have been the first person to be locked up in prison.
perhaps we are all avatars of our truer selves. just waiting to die, but smart enough not to waste time, not delaying the inevitable, but to optimize our singular solitary existence. to make it matter. which is an inherent attribute of anything that was ever alive. we sought not to exist, but to matter. we feel futility in existence when we believe there is no greater force looking out for us. even existence itself is questioned. this being, this concept is SO powerful that it can invoke emotions within us that dart to the left and right, as we’re about to die. this thought. this idea. this concept. but it is built into us, ain’t it?
you may joke about the perils of conditioning all you want, but this train of thought always prevails. history dictates. it is instinct. it is instinctual that we believe there exists something more than us. and as selfish as we can all be, not one of us can ever say that God or the belief of, didn’t believe in us. don’t agree? answer me this; what have you done to make your world a better place? i don’t mean environmentally or fuckin seals and polar bears, but in your world. if you’ve done nothing, then why would anyone give two fucks about helping you? i will never tell you to count your blessings, but i will ask you to consider them.