I would like to share something I wrote a while ago, actually on July 23, 2007 at 12:27pm to be precise. It just blows my mind that this is where I was at, and I do get considerable joy looking back from a time period of almost 2 years & the distance of an entire ocean & hemisphere away. I must say that I am glad not to be struggling as I was back then.
So without further ado;
The Psychotic Banter of a Delusional Freedom-Fighter..
I caught wind of a notion once, follow your dreams & you will succeed, but only if you don't give up. I traded the concept of work for this and have slowly saved up knowledge, can jam all sorts of instruments now, bass, sing, rap, write, guitars... This I thought was worth more than money, but as it turns out, trust-fund kids do it easily because time is another factor in this neotenic calamity. The time I found myself spending chasing money bothered me. I'm currently average with large potential just like everyone, the only way to tap into that potential is to study, practice & play live. I'll realize my full potential. I'd like to travel the world alive, playing music that is explosively inspirational, creatively intelligent, thought provoking & with an irresistible groove. I choose to manifest this life I've allowed myself to consider. I feel the people around me imagine music is a hobby, a pastime, a distraction from the real world of work, bills, alcohol, sport and television.
Nothing will stop me, music is so important in life. Imagine no art. It's so important to support the youth in their exploration of themselves. Sending them off to the concentration camps of modern financial enterprise is an option but not necessarily going to lead them to the realization of their highest capabilities, unless highly funded of course. Let capitalism die for it is a trick, it is modern legal slavery. That small percentage otherwise known as the wealthy command gluttony and waste large sums on exclusive entertainment such as golf courses and ski-slopes; while exploiting the under-privileged in distant areas unseen to the every-day first-worlder.
So many people so many faces, so many we know still out of place in this rat race, your fat face is still a disgrace and for that you can thank our distorted marketplace. Up the ranks, up the stakes, give thanks to the rat race. Real power lies in your heart, not in your wallet; in your actions, not your pocket. Don't spend your life chasing ghosts, you'll find a premature end to the times you love most. Stop doing what you just endure, do what you are here to do so we may all sing in harmony together.
This trick has done well to suck the life-force & wild playfulness from mankind, who sits there unbeknownst on his treadmill consuming all the rubbish he's seduced into buying by the hypnotizing tube in his home. It's an ingenious system and works well in keeping the masses at bay, but by doing a few small things like watching less television, abandoning the need for accumulating more wealth than is necessary, dodging useless fear thrown at us by insecurities.. You probably won't die, but you might be lucky enough to have a change of perception. This is the age of light where information is freely available, and an awakening is in the process of unfolding. I imagine a tipping point is in sight. Our entire human history is recorded in our DNA; people are realizing that we all grew from one tiny pocket of humans in Africa & that we are essentially all one big family.
Trace the roots, visit the chief. Embrace the now, envision & teach. Listen to the ancestors speak, culture is not lost, culture's come full circle. The information stored in our DNA is beginning to leak into the collective conscious. The lights are flickering on. The powers of evolution & freedom are unstoppable. Together we stand up here in this new world, stretching; rubbing our eyes.. marveling at this new world view.
