I may be the one to award and deliver the punishment, yet it remains the case of my being the benevolent dictator allowing you the freedom to adhere…
Lives of great men remind us
We ourselves can be divine,
And departing leave behind us
Footsteps on the sands of time – this ones a quote, which is really too bad
Hey! Wake the Fuck up! We ARE gods! There is no being we have yet to meet who can exceed our powers, our ability to create, to destroy, to love, to ignore….and look at what we have done with it. We as a species have moved beyond the need to fit in, to symbiotically find our place. We create our environment as we see fit. Look at New York City, Look at New Orleans, Look at the farmland of the Midwest, Look at Las Vegas….no god made these things. We did. Today we are impervious to the disease that ravaged our ancestors. We don’t even let losing our legs stop us from Running (see poor little tink tink). If our hands fail the task we create that which will do the job. We move forward in time each day stronger and more intelligent than the day before, and do so in ever increasing numbers. Our boundaries are simply the ground where our next step will fall. We may be afraid, we may be beaten but with history as my proof we will persevere, and in a short time laugh at the insignificance of our former obstacles.
But come on now. Look in the mirror at what we Divine beings busy ourselves with. There are those who choose to help, there are those who will teach and heal and protect. Yet by and large we gossip and fret over the most trivial of episodes in a procession of monotonous frivolity. Celebrity dominates the news. Our boss dominates our job. Our work dominates our day and shortens our night, and we don’t like it. All the limitations on our freedom are those we willfully accept. Those limitations with many followers are no more legitimate than those with few. But the popular kids won’t tell you that. Followers are simply Followers. New leadership will arise, arrive, and abolish the inanity and inadequacies of the previous administration. The Followers will legitimize their title. Our new leaders eventually will fall and be replaced as well; change is inevitable. However eventually there will arise enough Reason for the many to See and Understand the process, to not get caught up in the fad of the day and seek out legitimate truth regardless of the source from which it flows.
I wonder if I have written anything worth reading. Part of me wants to put all of this out in the public eye, see how the response comes. Most of me really doesn’t give a shit. Part of me fears it is nothing but the same drivel anyone puts out there. Different enough, yet remains equally trivial and irrelevant.
A lot of this is abstracted, in one way or another. And some of this is rather direct. I know which is which, and I am happy with that.It has recently come to my attention that nearly everyone is a superficial douche, no matter what they may claim. I am no different. But what the fuck. More specifically I am now directly speaking to the length of my hair. The hair on my head. It has become an issue for other people. I have nice hair. It is always clean, combed, taken care of. It is also rather long, probably an eight to nine inch pony tail more often than not. And a great many people big and small old and young are completely prejudiced by it. I was told second hand that because I haven’t gotten my haircut I have not taken initiative towards obtaining full time employment. Am I the only person who takes issue with this? It is not “professtional” I was told, and of course this determination is independent of my own interpretation of the meaning. The struggle for me personally is in making the connection between the ability of an individual to perform a given task based on the length of their hair. It is absolutely impossible to have a logical and provable theory of connection between these two independent variables.