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"I don't know. Perhaps I'm seeding on the wrong place, where no plant would dare to grow." - Self
I told myself I would leave apart this useless rant for a moment, to leave you guys a moment to rest from it; but I just couldn't close my eyes to what I have in front of me. I decided to build some kind of dam to contain it for a week or so, and write something proper. I hope it worked. --- Why do I feel this way? Everything seems wrong. Every single thing. And perhaps I don't know what it is exactly, but I can feel it. Restrained, repressed and oppressed. Forced to do something I never asked for. Where would this feeling be coming from? And the answer is right in front of me. Earth is a beautiful place, don't tell me it isn't. Some deers jumping from one side to the other, thousands of birds flying and singing all along the way, the noise of water running through the rocks of the river and a deep pine scent are the usual things you'd find in my closest green area. The place is still untouched; unfortunately, not for long. They just paved all what I remembered green. And it's full of shattered glass and syringes, and it looks like a ghost town, and I hate it. What are we doing with what we've been given? Who are we to impose our rules and do what we want (in fact, what a few want) and make business with it? The bad on this world is done by humans. Now I turn my head, on a side there was the old forest, on the other side, the city. I see the misery of the beggars, the smell of dumps and sewers, the arrogance of those who owe a mansion, ten cars and have everything, everywhere; the empire of dirt, dust, nothing. What I see on the other side: a disposable society, where nothing is forever and is constantly changing to worse. And we just want to climb, climb high, yes; up to the peak of this great pile of waste and money to have a cool status and have more, always more, and more, and more! Always! We are the center of the world, nothing's above us, nothing's going to tell us what to do except ourselves! Not even God! Our loyalty goes to money; and those who owe it: a reduced group of people on the top, they've got power and influence. Pulled by their strings and promises, to a better future for us all. Heck, they just want to make good business with us. No matter the price. Where are we going to? When would we start worrying about our future? And I don't mean "our" like "it's mine and yours". That's selfish, to include oneself in a group, in an "us". No, us is not you and me, us is just us; it means not to care anymore about myself neither yourself, about what we owe by ourselves separately, but rather to care about the same things together. Us means to forget about oneself and look after the others. And the others will do the same onto you. That's how we're meant to live. If we don't prevent our heart to rot in this society where the arrogant and selfish "I" is the main pillar of everything, we'll keep going down and down to the dark. And trust me, you'd better not be there.
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I love Plato, but I love Truth more - Aristotle
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