Suffering

Sometimes depression is the appropriate response to things. I am an intellectual being, and that space causes suffering. The things I write about below are true, all of them, and they are sad, and I don't want to be happy about them. If you just want to be happy than don't read this blog. At least not this entry.

Did you know it's possible to hear soul atrophy? And why shouldn't our souls decide to atrophy? What are we, the industrial grade consumers, the bomb chronic radioactive waste generators, the entropic catalytic smoke, the monkey's whom caught cancer of the mind. What do we need of our souls anyways? We sold them a long time ago on account of delicate tastes in the finer things in life. Like name brand clothing made by brown third world slaves, and air conditioned luxury vehicles. God it's depressing. I'm depressing myself over here talkin' about how vile my species is. It's true that exiting the Matrix means no place left to go. At least not where things are considered normal by societies standards. There's nothing left but pure unadulterated truth.

I'm free to see the world from a very unique vantage point. Looking from this high peak I can see futility moving across our psychic landscape. That we should pay by selling our very lives to afford ridiculous stick built nonsense overhead...and drywall. That we spend so much time trying to figure out how to come up with this requirement called money, and this while some men just create it out of free flowing electrons and call it "quantitative easing." What the fuck does that term even mean in reality? That some men get to control the daily realities of a planet full of life? Some men get to be rich while the rest get to be poor. Poor of heart, soul, and spirit, and poor in flesh. Our flesh is even made of less quality than it used to be. We used to be composed of 70% good ole fashioned corn molecules. Now we're composed of high fructose gentically modified and radioactive Monsanto frankencorn molecules. Along with some 200 other man made chemicals that are floating around in our mothers wombs along with our future progeny.

I can envision a world much different from the one we are in now. A world where integrity, honor, compassion, self worth, and love are central to the political decisions that must be made. Why is it that for one group to prosper another group must get shat all over? Why is it that for us humans to be happy we have to kill everything else healthy about our planet? The answer to both of those questions is that neither have to be true. We can have a world where there is surplus amongst healthy natural systems. We must have that world, but all I see is fear painted on the faces of every automaton, and fear ensures that we continue getting this same cancerous, made from virus, reality.

I see cell phones plastered to the side of every motorist, and when the screens aren't stuck to the side of the head they're out front gettin' texted (sounds dirty doesn't it). What do we need with all these god damned electronic screens? They aren't reality, even though we make them so. You can occupy Facebook with art all you want to, it's still taking your energy and making you narcissistic. Why don't you go occupy one of your "friends" house? I bet if you did go to your friends house they wouldn't notice you due to all the electronic idiot panels. They'd likely be to busy liking their friends on Facebook to notice your "in real life" self standing there. Why should they notice you? If they noticed you, they might then be forced to notice something outside the window, something that's outside where the nature is.

There ain't shit natural about an idiot panel imagadget (and for the record, I'm no damn gadget). All of this virtual reality makes real reality diminish. The more we give our energy to those screens, the more our souls atrophy. You can hear the sound from outside of the Matrix. Yet due to the interconnectivity of all things, you can also hear your soul being sucked into the mess, and against your will. We're all drowning alone together, and we're all miserable, but we keep on insisting we must drown to death on comfort and plausible deniability. We insist that what we are doing is okay when it's anything but. It's not alright to continue living the way that we do, our highest good being trash generation for profit, all while serving as slaves to a machine that itself is receiving palliative care by way of digibit printing. It will continue spittin' those ones and zeros out until either we use all of the fossil energy, or the use of that fossil energy finishes choking all life off of this planet, or we do something about it.

So what are we going to do about it? I refuse to continue with business as usual, and I'll refuse any response that requires more of it. You want to own the land? How can you own the land? Even in the delusional version of land ownership you still have codes and taxes, both of which require money. Money for you to go get. You don't get to just print the money either, that's reserved for your masters, you have to sell yourself by the hour for it. There are those whom just have a lot of it. Those of us whom managed to have the brains to figure out how to get it, or were just connected enough from birth to the source of that magic digibit lever up in DC. The way I see it, those of us whom were born short changed, need to start taking from those whom have always had. Exactly like Robyn Hode.

I don't know exactly what that looks like yet. It's just an idea I've just started to think about. What is right and wrong in our world anyways? Is the highest good to honor land ownership? Some bankers said this piece of ground is yours (as long as you comply with codes and pay your taxes) and you can do as you wish with it. Then that same banker said that his corporation was a person with the same damn rights. Now that corporate person decides to shit all over his land with chemicals designed to bring death to healthy cells, with radioactivity, with poisonous food, and with "water" that can be lit on fire. What better symbol do you need for how fucked things are when you can light your tap water on fire. I'd laugh my ass off about that if it weren't for the unfortunate fact that there's nothing funny about it. The message I receive is that it's alright to be a corporate person and shit all over the land with death agents, fuck the water up, heat the planet up, kill everything that's not human (and even kill humans if your an empire) for no reason, and all of that's just fine with the "law" of the land. This is the same law that I'm supposed to respect? The same law that you are supposed to respect?

Well, these are the laws that make our present world. Yeah, but at least we've got ten million food products with high fructose petroleum sugar and we're not hungry...all 7 billion of us...and counting. I keep looking for an answer to this trash dump we've created for ourselves. I'm convinced there's not one spot on this planet without man made trash. Nature doesn't make trash. It makes feces, but then it uses that shit to pretty much perpetuate itself, until we came along and came up with the concept of shit, and now our leaders get to shit all over us and everything else. Maybe its all some fucked up God joke where everything shits on everything else until the end. Humans crave suffering like fish crave water.