throughout my life i have witnessed under the loving care of my parents their gradual submission into post modern insanity. I am now able to fully witness the extent of how society has "moulded" them into how it sees fit, and what i see is tragically a spiritless world void of meaning, void of love, compassion and empathy. for them, love is merely a means to make an end, a tool to ensure that their children recieve a safe upringing equipped with dogmatic religious values, so that they may function without question along the assembly line of institutionalized incarceration. religious moral in western mainstream culture provides us with the convenience to worship the dollar. be praised the saviour of all of our woes the monetary and fiscal policies are here to take care of us. "time is money, and money is everything". this mantra has been so deeply ingrained into the grey matter of my parents minds that the very foundation for spirit has been vacated to make way for the "american dream" where suburbia is heaven. being boxed inside a rectangle whithin a rectangle whithin a rectangle doesnt fulfill me in any way as a human being.
unfortunately for my parents, this is all they know, and they are not to be blamed. the leviathan that is postmodern chaos is slowely coming to a bitter halt and its going to take everyone down whos latched on to its ugly hide. my mom being a single parent struggles in raising two young girls as she maintains a mortgage, car payments, ect ect. she neither has time to look after the emotional and psychological needs of my sisters let alone her own. having stayed at my mothers for the week i can see the effects trickle down as it undermines the very foundation of a strong community. no sense of unity whithin the family unit, and without that there is no hope in tribal or community unity. i suppose that is how the game is played, keep your head down, do your work, be a good citizen and if your lucky enough you will get by as these fat fucking industrialists and corporate mongerers wipe their asses with your tax dollars. "Heres fox news!!!, heres MTV!!!, heres mcdonalds!!!, heres CHRISTMAS! EASTER! VALENTINES!!! WOOHOO." distractions distractions.
my father embarasingly enough is the posterboy who relishes in all of these trivial commodoties, right down to hoarding the hotel soap and shampoos. i thought the midlife crisis was just a myth, but i witnessed it first hand as my father bought a new truck and a BMW along with other lame trinckets. sporting a new wardrobe of euro preppy attire from the Diesel shirts to the white pointed elf shoes he left my mother for another woman. these types of cowardly acts can be avoided, its not rocket science. whether you agree with me or not these kinds of isolated incidents that occur incessantly across the western hemisphere evolve into more complicated problems that lead to lost and confused children abusing drugs, having unprotected sex resulting in babies in garbage bins. "generation apathy" i coin it, i look around to the vast majority of kids my age, and i say kids because consciouslly they have not evolved passed the age of 14, they consume anything they can get their greedy paws on. please dont hesitate to call me cynical because i am just that, i am a 60 year old geezer in a 20 year olds body raging and ranting about utoppian realities because i have the right to dream.
but alas, all is not lost. their is a global movement that is working towards a common goal, like minded individuals all over the world are using technologies brought upon the information age to exchange ideas, you no longer need to goto school to become educated, it can all be accessed with the click of the button. this movement to expand and evolve consciousness is still is reaching its pubescant age of angst and the collective mind is undergoing some radical change, soon my comrades, it will be our turn to take a swift kick to the nuts to a obese ideology we call capitalism.
i urge all of you to please take the time to check out this website
www.globalonenessproject.org
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