Monday, June 6, 2011

Right where I left it.

"Tryin' to make some sense of it all,
but I can see it makes no sense at all.
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
I don't think that I can take anymore"

`Don't know about you, but I've decided to disengage from raging against the machine.
Clearly the machine don't give fuck one about SOLVING anything and your average meatsack has already retreated from the fray. Everything I ever firmly knew, thought or believed has been rendered meaningless. Our history has been rewritten by our new ownership.

What's left when nothing is right? Welcome to Milliway's. Prepare to be abused and neglected as never before. But we're still here right? MOST of us aren't being victimized, tortured, ignored or crushed, Right? Yes, that is all very true.
At least not YET TRUE. What we are experiencing is an exercise in physics. All the gauges, indicators and calibrations seem to be seriously in the red, but wheels are still turning so it's all good.

What we are dealing with is known. The doing and the undoing. Controlled demolition of our civilization in preparation of what is to come next. Rather than enlightened gradual evolution, we've put a rush on things. Winners and losers happen. Deal with it. Believing in "mumbled such are promises" in exchange for our birthright. Easy come; easy go. Churn baby churn.

The bright, fairy tale future has become decidedly, fearfully dark. The churn is beginning to seize up. As more and more are tucking and rolling away from the wreckage, as still more are hanging on for dear life, it's easy to forget the point of the exercise. As the noise and carnage moves on, the din lessens, the pace slows and you actually find yourself asking, What the FUCK was THAT all about? You count your limbs, toes and fingers and know you are intact, but that's about all.

Every fiber of you is screaming for you to catch up and get back on because you don't want to miss your next big opportunity. You need to get back in the game.
Why? What's your position? What's your hurry? You'll lose everything?

Maybe it's time to figure out what everything is?

1 comment:

amber ladeira said...


Not sure what to say. I guess I'll
continue to rage against the machine,
just as if my opinion actually mattered.
(Got to at LEAST pretend....)

So what will you be writing about if not critiquing the various trenchant stupidities? (--NOT the Cubbies, please not the Cubs....)

Best Wishes, A.