2013
I find it a little remarkable when I find people who think that this planet has only been around for 2000 years, or 10,000 years. I can't understand how limited your views of reality would have to be to accept such a thing as true. I can look into the sky with my eyes and see stars that are obviously far away. I can see the sun, burning my eyes on a summer day. I know how long it takes to get from one point to another, and I know that we're on a rock in space held together by a force that was named gravity about 300 years ago by another human. I think that we have been a civilization, a race of humans on Earth for far longer than we truly know. So, it just seems silly to say it's 2013 when it's probably closer to the year 800,000.I don't know.
Have we just told ourselves these things for deceptions to maintain order throughout the centuries, to build cities, raise temples, and establish governments in the name of religions? What stories are we telling ourselves today to sell adult diapers, floor cleaners, hard-on pills, lipsticks, ipads, Audis, and belief systems that are foreign to our long history? We have entire bureaucracies to administer our lies, organizations to maintain our truth, and associations to ensure that all of the i's and t's get tagged in every single transmission. We've turned the magnificence of our Earth into a tiny plastic box we can carry in our hands with the wealth of our narcissism illuminated within.
I'm depressed lately. I don't think I want to admit that to myself.
I've not been writing at all lately. I think I'm in some daze. This, 2013, this point in the history of Earth and this quadrant of the galaxy that we've chosen to mark as the 2013th year of our civilization at this age of humankind has been one of the worst years of my life. I've been sued by the company administering my student loan for a portion of the loan that they loaned to me, that they were loaned to by the Federal Government. I've been told by my home state that I should pay my former spouse more in child support because I haven't been getting my son for visitation when she broke the parenting plan and turned my kid against me. So, yes, 2013 has turned into a remarkably wonderful year of Catch-22. It's been one of the first years where I've actively contemplated suicide, not to the point of carrying out anything, but just as an out to this idiotic world that we are living in now. I've been playing defense and plotting offensives all year, and I'm exhausted mentally, spiritually, and emotionally.
I'm increasingly sick and tired of all of this consumerism, want, need, must-have, must-see, gotta get me one of those, new app, fantastic, amazing, spectacular, fuck it all. I hardly feel like I can trust what I get in the grocery store, especially something in a bright-colorful box with a misleading photo of the contents.
But, I suppose that I'll go on fighting this stupid reality. I'll make my appeals, file my bankruptcies, and somehow make the system work for me to carve out some tiny space here on this harsh rock, no matter how insignificant it is in the scope of the Universe.
I find it a little remarkable when I find people who think that this planet has only been around for 2000 years, or 10,000 years. I can't understand how limited your views of reality would have to be to accept such a thing as true. I can look into the sky with my eyes and see stars that are obviously far away. I can see the sun, burning my eyes on a summer day. I know how long it takes to get from one point to another, and I know that we're on a rock in space held together by a force that was named gravity about 300 years ago by another human. I think that we have been a civilization, a race of humans on Earth for far longer than we truly know. So, it just seems silly to say it's 2013 when it's probably closer to the year 800,000.I don't know.
Have we just told ourselves these things for deceptions to maintain order throughout the centuries, to build cities, raise temples, and establish governments in the name of religions? What stories are we telling ourselves today to sell adult diapers, floor cleaners, hard-on pills, lipsticks, ipads, Audis, and belief systems that are foreign to our long history? We have entire bureaucracies to administer our lies, organizations to maintain our truth, and associations to ensure that all of the i's and t's get tagged in every single transmission. We've turned the magnificence of our Earth into a tiny plastic box we can carry in our hands with the wealth of our narcissism illuminated within.
I'm depressed lately. I don't think I want to admit that to myself.
I've not been writing at all lately. I think I'm in some daze. This, 2013, this point in the history of Earth and this quadrant of the galaxy that we've chosen to mark as the 2013th year of our civilization at this age of humankind has been one of the worst years of my life. I've been sued by the company administering my student loan for a portion of the loan that they loaned to me, that they were loaned to by the Federal Government. I've been told by my home state that I should pay my former spouse more in child support because I haven't been getting my son for visitation when she broke the parenting plan and turned my kid against me. So, yes, 2013 has turned into a remarkably wonderful year of Catch-22. It's been one of the first years where I've actively contemplated suicide, not to the point of carrying out anything, but just as an out to this idiotic world that we are living in now. I've been playing defense and plotting offensives all year, and I'm exhausted mentally, spiritually, and emotionally.
I'm increasingly sick and tired of all of this consumerism, want, need, must-have, must-see, gotta get me one of those, new app, fantastic, amazing, spectacular, fuck it all. I hardly feel like I can trust what I get in the grocery store, especially something in a bright-colorful box with a misleading photo of the contents.
But, I suppose that I'll go on fighting this stupid reality. I'll make my appeals, file my bankruptcies, and somehow make the system work for me to carve out some tiny space here on this harsh rock, no matter how insignificant it is in the scope of the Universe.
