Thursday, February 17, 2011

Waiting for the Revolution

People are shit. Blackened souls that wander through life with no concept of what it is to be genuine or even courteous. The world leaves behind no footprint for these people, only scars. This breed of human is dominating the majority of people and tarnishing any hopes of significant change in the near future. Kwame Anthony Appiah is correct in his idea of a difficult co-existence between those other than family. We must evolve and learn to be courteous - learn to love each other or at least care. But people are shit people don't care. Behind every gesture remains a selfish motive. There is no way to pluck this weed from humanity - it simply is. But there are ways to work against it - to work against error. To evolve in to something greater. But there is no hint of change in anything i see and everyday i lose a little more faith in the decency of people. I cannot accept this. I want to grow past this and accept all things but this, this i cannot accept. What is it that's so rotten at the core of the human being?
Where is god? Where is an answer? What's the point of consciousness if you play to your weaker instincts? We are able to grow by choice and yet, we give in to our demons. I wish i could scream out every awful color that's painted my heart black but there are no words to express the pain i feel.
In the end, i simply shake my head and decide, "i do not belong in this generation".
Where is everyone?
Where are the Abbie Hoffman's? Where are the Martin Luther King Jr's? Where are Walt Whitman's? Where is Mumia Abu-Jamal's? Where are the Hunter S. Thompson's?
Where are they Robert Kennedy's - the John Lennon's - the Socrates' - the George Harrison's? Where the fuck are all the decent people who fight publicly against what has now been created in the absence of the greats?
It's like people gave up on themselves in exchange for... for what?
There is life all around me but mostly, i just feel empty.
I know i'm not alone in these feelings and i know i'm not alone in the thirst for change.
"I'd love to change the world, but i don't know what to do"

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