It's been many years in
progress, but I've come to the realization that I am not much of an
orator. Sure I wish my voice could be a bit convicting. But this is
simply how I came to be, and there's not much to do about it. Barely
if ever might I eviscerate the evil I fight and make it see itself
for what it is, and barely may if ever do my words bring people back
into the light from the darkness of neglect. I have no force of
personality.
The New World is the only
force that I do indeed have which would not evaporate in front of me.
Under the banner of the New World, my great lessons and holders of
faith are placed. I find a foresight here which shows that the world
we have created is not optimal. When weighed with the blessings we
have been given, massive mistakes have been made. When reflecting on
how half our world lives in poverty, we pride ourselves on what has
been done for the other half. Nothing is truly pure, and I can tell
you that as a troll who pretends to be a biologist. We've always got an equilibrium, preferably
away from suffering. And although I have stressed balance before,
balance should be far in the right direction.
Today, it's correct to
direct my ardor towards a problem I've never really caught in writing
before, though one I have reflected on more than is probably healthy.
The internet has allowed me to interact with a global society which
is stunning in its diversity, to say the least. Everyone has their
own interests, and we get along well, long as nobody mentions
politics and religion. I guess some childish disputes also happen
because there are some lunatics, and I've had my fair share of
interactions which such crazies, but that isn't my focus.
As I've stared into the
nucleus of this social bonanza, it has stared back into me. Not
totally a case of second-hand embarrassment, yet I understand a lot
of what is going around from a psychological perspective. People are
running around all hunky-dory and we're acting like such rad people.
We've got a nice little setup. Our peers are making us feel real
proud of ourselves, but we need a little more than that. Scratch
that, we need a ton more. So we look over ourselves, dust ourselves
off, and notice that we actually fucking suck. Somebody else can
spell confabulationary or speak American Sign Language, so we're left
out in the cold. We're not that kind of essential commodity. So,
burning with envy, we go to get what it is we're missing.
We notice we need a little
bit of this, little bit of that. Our steam friends list needs a bunch
of random motherfuckers we'll never even speak to, just so we can
feel like a part of something. We dress so flashily as to complace
somebody in our Econ 101 class. And all the while, people with some
sense wonder why we're wearing slacks in 40 degree weather. Why the
fuck are you playing all these sick games like Genital Jousting?
Nevermind that, because we've got to sell. Laugh a little harder,
drive a little faster, and eat your tendies properly, because the
all-seeing eyes are watching.
I guess in a broad sense,
this is comprehensible. Humans have expiration dates, and we're
losing telomere length every day. In ten years you'll be another
centimeter down, so you'd better freak the fuck out and have a
midlife crisis. The NSA is spying on everything we do. I've naturally
come to terms with this as a person who has a sexuality and looks at
obscene things on the computer, but to the uninformed eye,
surveillance means something big. Peers are pressuring us without any
vocal cues, and we go along with it to be cool. You may not even
notice this: maybe, for instance, you would tell a joke about putting
a bullet through President Trump's skull, but the possible penalties of taking responsibility for your actions defer you. Some people would not like to learn that you write a blog
publication littered with obscenities and disagreeable philosophies.
I'm here, as a creature of
the New World, to ask you to calm down. I won't allow my essence to
be transliterated into some sort of gangstalking scheme. Quit tearing
yourself down, and build others up. Live for the people you love and
attend to them now. I'll be very proud of you, simply for being you.
And when you achieve your dreams, I'm gonna be here to cheer you on
whether you know it not. Get out there and drive a little slower –
enjoy the subtleties. Be there for your friends, and don't be just
for the purpose of looking cool to the mysterious good people who
never seem to show up. Tranquility is already around; love is the
quintessence of the heart of man.
JL/CG
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