I feel like the world doesn't know what it stands for collectively anymore so everyone falls for the smallest things.
I feel like for his reason also, we really have to direct attention to our own beliefs.
You must've heard the quote about people either dying heroes or living long enough to see themselves become the villain. Something like that anyway...
Damn true ain't it.
By now half of urban teens are either reliant/ addicted to something to distract them from pain. For adults... some can't escape that even in their further years. Sure getting older gives you the opportunity to learn and grow but it also wears you out. So many adults today lose their passion, their youth is gone but does that always have to mean the imagination has to go to?
I blame media of course. Not just the mass media. The smaller sides. Those who work under the less recognised sectors that ignore the fact that even their belittled actions can cause mass confusion. Everyone who ever participated in their work contributes to the cultic practice they have. They are so absorbed by the need to feed their bank accounts and keep their jobs that they ignore the consequences. The media isn't always literally the media but that bandwagoning, lying community who from the start, has fed us with ideas that we are only now realising are false.
There are those who try spread truth but it's almost always tarnished by lies. We aren't all free at all. We're told what to eat, what to like, what to wear, who to love, who to hate, who to disagree with, who to agree with. It's not even subtle anymore.
It's so one sided even when they try to bring other views in. It's so blatantly poisonous and toxic and yet we treat it as choice, as suggestion. Everyone is entitled to their own views within reason, moral and logic. However, to impose on someone and silently force it on them like it's the law is beyond wrong.
And the world wants to wonder why everyone's confused? God help us.
You stand for nothing, you fall for everything.
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Surpassing myself
RandomWhen my mind can't surpass its own labyrinth of confusion and anxiety I'll jot down my peculiar thoughts in hope of relief. A culmination of some lighthearted outlooks as well as some fairly deep ones that I hope are of some use to many.
