I think this is what it’s all about. Earth, and everything on it, is just a child’s toy. I’m not saying that’s a bad thing, I’m just saying that we don’t know that it’s not true. Maybe someday she’ll get tired of playing with us and shove us in the back of her closet, or down a black hole…and won’t THAT be fun!
We are a wee dot hanging out in space. A science project for who knows what? Maybe we’re just an accident, here because of the molecules that got together in the ooze. I’m okay with that, just not with what we did to the planet. Perhaps we’re like the bread experiment, the one where you put bread on a plate and watch it turn green. We could have been put here to see what we would do and when the experimenter saw us starting to go bad, she lost interest and walked away.
I wouldn’t blame her. Not at all. How boring we must be. Like playing with toy soldiers or plastic people in dollhouses. Seriously, people have MASSIVE ADDICTIONS TO EVERY DRUG YOU CAN NAME AND EVEN THOSE YOU CAN’T, because they want to escape from this place, from their lives, the boredom, the work they don’t like doing, from debt, kids, spouses, badly written books and french fries that are served cold, or not crispy enough. I mean, think about it. Kids are drug addicted at an early age, with Ritalin and any number of things that make kids sit still when all they want to do is RUN AROUND. They are used to taking drugs. I don’t think it will be long before pot is available in high school cafeterias. Escape…escape…lots of people watch 90 hours of TV a day (yes, I do know that there are only 24 hours in a day but watching TV that long makes a day FEEL like it’s 90 hours long). Colorado will eventually sink to China, with all the potheads lining up to get their fix, every morning. Don’t drink and drive, but bars have parking lots. Coke, which killed my nephew, heroin, which killed another one and a friend of mine, you name it and it’s available. Available to those wanting to escape, GET HIGH. Getting HIGH is simply a metaphor for rising above the misery, that passes for a lot of lives. To rise above, to get away from what’s below, to reach for the stars, something that surpasses what a person has. Drunks wake up from being passed out and think, “Ah, one more day I don’t have to think about.” Sure, not all of them say that but there has to be a reason people drink until they can’t think, or until they kill themselves. Personally, I’ve never met a drunk who was happy with his life. Pain pills aren’t only for physical pain, there are a million drugs for mental anguish. People who seem perfectly normal, show up for work, do what they have to do, smile, and all the rest, might be drug addicted.
A friend of mine who was on Speed, didn’t sleep for three days. She asked me how she looked, smiling and twitching. She looked like a nightmare on Any Street. Black circles under her eyes, jerky movements, skin the color of, well, all I can think of is ashy. She eventually died from heroin. I liked her. She was a nice person, when I first met her. I don’t know what she ware running away from, exactly, but I hope she’s happy wherever she is.
If you’ve noticed, kids who aren’t being abused, are pretty happy. Then they are put into schools, run by the state, or church, and the serious brainwashing and insanity begins. FOLLOW THE RULES, SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN…and so on and so forth…just like the work they will do for most of their lives, unless they are radical kids, who want to hit the road, or become artist. The kids who will be labeled troublemakers, losers, behavior disordered, and kids who may be disowned by their families for being, “out of touch with reality.” You know the ones I mean, the kids who “don’t fit in,” won’t give up their inner passion for a desk job and a couple of kids. That’s when things start to fall apart…when kids are expected to kill their inner selves to be like everyone else. We force them to do that, so how can anyone be surprised when adults are addicted to anything that will make them forget what they gave up?
We continue to screw up, kill creativity, for obeying the rules. We’re wrong, you know. This isn’t how things have to be. It’s the way the people who control the herd want things to be. They have convinced us to destroy our own kids, just so they will not go against the status quo. Drugs stop people from fighting back. Stop them from looking at what’s happening around them. Drugs are becoming more available all the time, because the government doesn’t want the herd to wake up and make a fuss. That’s the truth, you know.
It was done to you…if you were a trouble maker. If you refused to stop drawing on your english book, you were just trying to save yourself. Be happy about that.