Not necessarily a story with a plot an characters, this is more of the basis for which the story we all live in today.
This is the story of our consecutive lives, all of us on the same planet. We are all connected by the Human Condition, yet all we usually see is our differences, and rather than respecting and cherishing the value of being unique and beautiful in our own way, we hate.
We aren't born to hate, a baby doesn't come out of the womb to scratch and tear at the doctor, we come out in fear, crying. We are raised to be what we have become today, are you pleased?
This is our reality put onto paper, this is seeing our lives, for what they really are, from a truly "out-of-the-box" point of view.
ll The Human Condition ll
Do you think you know what your mind can do? Can you explain yourself in depth? And to what degree does your life effect the masses of the world? Do you realize how small and pathetic you are? We all are, this earth is made of the same material, the same atoms and chemical reactions, yet the basis of society has to label each different person into a category. A category for the masses, the masses of people who are born into a world of hate and greed, where the "almighty dollar" rules. A world where value is held above the respect of human life. What is life? Does it mean anything to the people in control? We are numbers to the eyes of the powerful. We don't have a heart that pumps, a brain that ticks. To them we have legs to carry us, and arms to carry out the orders of the sinful.
You have to put down the magazine, take out your main stream musical rubbish, and stand high to gaze over the sea of people who are slaves to a modern system, not a system of life, rather a system of corporate greed. You must stand on your stoop and yell, we all must. Scream for your life, and no matter who comes to help, you should know they can do nothing to save you; for we were all born into debt, human debt. A debt that can only be paid with the revolution that will rock the world to it's core. It will make mother earth rumble as if it were the age she were formed from a galactic nebula of floating particles and atomic pressure. The building blocks of our being, and is this what we've allowed that beauty to become? She will close her eyes and hope that her children will now understand the pain we cause her. We hurt the one gift we were all given, a beautiful home.
No longer does the individual have a say in his or her life, we have all be assigned a destiny, a destiny in which life in itself means nothing, only life under our political tyrants have a meaning. Where we work, in useless, mind dulling jobs. We pay to go to school, so we can get paid more in return, to settle our debt of learning, as we grow old into our debt of life. We owe taxes, and mortgages, we have to pay for the essentials to live, because Democracy thinks that we must earn and work for the simple gift of life that we didn't ask for. We were brought here, upon the idea that our parents would replenish this earth with citizens of a humane society. Not rather us to grow up to be looked down upon in men with suits, and without question we must do what they say. Now take offense in this next statement, for it is a question that I would like you all to ponder on, you've read this far, so you must think my words have some relevance;
Who the FUCK are they?
Do YOU believe in government? Do YOU believe in the idea of a selected few, the few who can't see their political agendas as leading the lives of millions to salvation, but rather as a pay off for corporate agenda? Do YOU think that we should exploit the masses and let our political power exploit it's greed? Do YOU wish things were different?
Just because this is the society the human condition created doesn't mean this is what we're stuck with. This isn't a joke, this is the reality we have to face everyday. The lives we are forced to live, tell me, if you want to leave, can you? Where are you going to go? The influence of greed and power has spread world wide over. This world isn't ours, humanities, it's theirs, the inhumane.
Will you become one of the masses, and sink into the fold of being a modern drone? Or will you be a variable within the human condition and be significant? We can all be modern hero's, we can all stand up for what's right. I do not mean any law our society has formed and made valid, I do not mean a set of standards in which people are judged, I mean it's time for the masses to grasp their human condition and decide to grow. No longer shall we be held back by "theories of power" such as capitalism, democracy, communism, or any form of government. Since when did the human mind need a form of superficial power and control to survive? It's this superficial political power that doesn't let us grow and move on as a culture.
It's the wars of government that destroy the world. Never has an individual quarrel erupted into world wide havoc. Why must few rule the many?
...think about it.
