reply to post by watchitburn
I have no idea what the point is.
And apparently I can't have what I want either.
So I came up with my own purpose. The end of the human race. Seriously.
You have no idea how many stars I would give for this post right here. At this time, in our current course, I cannot foresee anything good coming of
the existence of the human race. Dinosaurs and cockroaches existed for millenia and the planet did wonderfully. Homo Sapiens shows up and the planet
gets a makeover that poisons every ecosystem every day.
Agent Smith was not lying when he said that we are a virus. If we destroy viruses on a daily basis, then what are we supposed to do with ourselves?
Show favoritism? Hardly. Either accept the necessary sacrifice of our species or mutate for the better of the world.
reply to post by Alyssa
Have you ever considered that materialism appears necessary only because our species has made it seem necessary? Have you ever TRIED to live without
materialism? Let me clue you in on something about me, which I'm sure I'm not alone in:
I am depressed and bitter because the one thing I need is the one thing I don't want, and the one thing I want is the one thing I can't seem to find.
I don't want money. I want love. Unfortunately, money satisfies us more than love in this day and age, because we've become addicted to external
stimuli. I don't play that game, and I pay for it every day. Money can't buy what I want, and money is all that matters now, it seems. But there's
really nothing I love more than love, companionship, and bonding with good people. One of my best buds has his birthday today - it's going to be a
good time, and you know what? I won't pay a f***ing penny for it. And yet I will feel more warm and loved than a man with billions in his account,
because when his money is gone, so are his friends and house and car and everything else he ever relied upon to make him happy.
And I'll still have my family that I've built over the years. Without spending a single dime. And the world hates me for it, because I refuse to fall
into the addiction trap that is materialism. I refuse to put myself in the positions where all the bloodsucking politicians and economic warlords have
power over me and how I live my life. I don't have pretty stuff, and I don't have a whole lot of conveniences. Sometimes, I break down and weep over
how painful it has become to live what I see as a good, healthy life. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep just thinking about how hard it has become just
to earn the right to exist. I didn't choose to be born, but I still have to pay for it.
The world is building a great road of golden bricks, leading to who-knows-where. And we're not being told. We're just expected to follow along like
good little drones. And god help the man who decides to make a place for himself off to the side and wait for his questions to be answered, because
he'll either be left behind to starve or "persuaded" to rejoin the game. What are we doing? Trying to become gods? Is that the fate our leaders have
in mind? Or are we looking to conquer another planet in case we screw this one up too badly? I don't know where we're going. And until I do, until I
feel that I can proudly stand beside the ultimate destination of our species as envisioned by the leaders of our planet, I refuse to take part. I
refuse to lay down a golden brick until I feel comfortable with wherever the person who steps on it is going. I don't want to be responsible for the
potentially disastrous future we may be dooming our great grandchildren to suffer.
I don't have the power to stop it, but at least I can say I didn't cause it. And you know, looking around, I fear very much that that's exactly where
we're going. Only worrying about the now, the current existence, and leaving the future to those who have to fight for it. It's not our problem,
right? We fought our fight, they can fight theirs. It doesn't matter if our present created theirs. It doesn't matter if our mistakes become their
sacrifices. It's not our problem. We'll just die anyway - might as well make the best of it, at everyone else's expense! Survive! Survive!
But here's the clincher: who are we supposed to be surviving against? Not nature, not the weather, not the animals. We're supposed to survive EACH
OTHER. Our fellow man. That's what this has come down to. Kill or be killed - by our own brothers and sisters! CNN, NBC, Dateline, Fox, all those news
shows prove my point every day. The smallest, most trivial differences have become the greatest causes of death. We can no longer stand each other
because we are consistently reminded of our own imperfections in this never-ending quest for perfection. Check the links in my signature for a deeper
elaboration on that.
Anyway! That's the kind of world we live in. But I don't buckle, because that means the system wins. And I'll be damned if I put a single ounce of my
energy, my blood and sweat, towards a machine that is destroying everything around it because it's afraid of dying and would rather sacrifice the
world and all of the innocent lives therein - right down to the last breath - than give up its own feeble, unhelpful existence.
You know why we have a god? Why we have to debase ourselves anbd give all power to a higher being? Because that makes it easier to come to terms with
a world that we are unable to accept or understand. Because we'd rather close our eyes then see reality, we invent higher powers in our mind in order
to make sense of the world we've crafted to keep us sane in the light of everything we have done. We'd be horrified if we knew the truth. We'd destroy
ourselves in a desperate bid to escape confrontation with our own demons, and the fruit we are about to reap. But instead, we hand it all off to a
greater being, because we think we're too weak, and we see the proof every day. THe thing is, our weakness comes from our lack of vision. And that
lack of vision stems from the very same people who control the machine that drains us of livelihood every day of every week.
The Machine is the source of our suffering, and it has convinced us that we need it. But see - WE DON'T NEED IT. We are our own rulers, our own
governors and police. We are our own nutrients, our own strength, our own courage and determination. Freedom is ours to give up...and ours to reclaim,
should we choose to do so. And they fear the day we realize that. Ignorance is strength - THEIR strength.
Mario Savio states my feelings quite eloquently:
"The faculty are a bunch of employees, and we're the raw material! But we're a bunch of raw materials that don't mean to be—have any process
upon us. Don't mean to be made into any product. Don't mean… Don't mean to end up being bought by some clients of the University, be they the
government, be they industry, be they organized labor, be they anyone! We're human beings!
There's a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part! You can't even passively
take part! And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels…upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it
stop! And you've got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from
working at all!" - Mario Savio, 1964
One last quote, which I think pertains very much to this topic. Heed these words well - unless you truly desire to be free, you never will be.
"It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere." - Voltaire
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