What to say when you lack inspiration? What to do when you have feelings to express but you don’t know how for fear your words will be misinterpreted due to your outward appearance? When a person judges you from the moment they meet you, they turn you into the person they think you are; even if you are not. It is a frightening phenomenon. To feel misrepresented and powerless to do anything about it. Because if someone has already decided who you are, that’s all they’ll ever see. There is nothing more blinding to the truth than being sure of yourself.

Right now I feel as though I’m living in an empire that’s about to fall. I think that everyone in this society is in severe denial over what’s about to happen. I know that I’m in denial when I’m talking about the world situation and then I steer the conversation towards my favorite TV show or all the shit I’m going to buy when I’m older and rich.

I don’t think our future will play out at all like it did for our parents. I’m not sure what we’re in store for, but I sincerely doubt it will be anything like the affluent, stable, and peaceful future of American freedom we’ve all been promised. In fact, I think it may be the exact opposite of that. And it’s so interesting to watch the denial. We all just keep doing what we’ve always been doing, as if the shit’s not about to hit the fan, even though what we’re doing is partially the cause of our downfall and maybe, just maybe, it’s not too late to avert disaster.

But is is too late to avert disaster because our actions have momentum. Even with a conscious effort to change things, it will take too much time. We’re in a luxury car, music blasting, doing drugs, laughing it up with our friends, heading straight for a cliff.

I wonder, I dream, I believe that anything is possible. I always have. But our society robs people of imagination, it tells them to disregard it because those are just silly thoughts…let the experts take care of things. Not that I’m trying to put the blame on something besides the people themselves; we created and we sustain our society. We’re all guilty of it. It’s because we’re afraid. We leave the big decisions to someone else. Of course when you let a small group of people make decisions for all the others they will abuse that power. What we need is true freedom, but in order to make that workable we need to be mature and responsible, and we need to be able to detach ourselves from our emotions in order to make wise decisions. Don’t you ever wonder if there’s not more to life? I see beauty and mystery everywhere I look, but instead of cultivating that beauty and investigating that mystery we ignore it and twist it to work for us. We must conquer fear for fear is what enables others to control us. You must enslave yourself before others can enslave you. But most people think they prefer their chains; that is a fallacy. Freedom is as wonderful as it is frightening. It’s the most beautiful thing there is and it should be cherished. Instead we all give our silent consent to a system that is alienating, enslaving, and killing us, as well as our great mother Earth.

The information age.

What’s next?

When we try to look into the eye of the future how do we realize what we see?

Do we realize the future because we imagine what it will be?

So what’s coming?

If you think about it you already know.

You just have to realize what you are imagining and turn it into reality.

The future exist because we have the ability to create it.

but…

How do we realize ourselves?

How do WE realize the future together?

This is the way our world ends, and how the future begins.

The age of enhanced intelligence.

More to come.

How to stand up to the issues that plague humanity and return to basics?
It is possible? Has there ever been a humanity without issues? Has there ever even been one human without issues? Why do expect things to get better? How come we try and avoid the apocalypse? It’s always been coming, always been just around the corner, and always been the end of human suffering (or just the beginning depending on how you see things).
Why do I stop myself from living a hedonistic lifestyle? Why don’t I rape any pretty little thing that comes my way? Why don’t I shit on my friends and family, and steal from the poor? I mean why not? None of that shit will matter in a just a little while anyway.
Do I try and life a morally upstanding and ‘good’ life so that I can condescend over the masses? Is it because I like to feel better than everybody else around me? Maybe, maybe not. I get satisfaction out of being good…sometimes. But you know all that shit about nice guys finish last, and no good dead goes unpunished, so why put up with it all? Maybe in order to truely live good, we have to be bad, abandon morals, do drugs and steal from women and children. I mean morality hasn’t gotten us anywhere yet, so why not try a different approach?
Who wins in a fight between God and the Devil? Neither have won yet, so I’m not going to stake my life on either one until it’s conclusively decided. I’m going to win by playing God and the Devil against eachother, once they’re busy fighting eachother I can come in and seize power. Then I’ll relinquish the power when it feels right to save my soul.
I’m sure everyone remembers Bart Simpson who made us all realize that we can all get into heaven even after a life of sin as long as we redeem ourselves before we die. Maybe, maybe not.