the Money Maker.
we are the money makers, but do we ever get to hold the money in our hands?… as it seems the establishment shakes the money from you and me and every other “rat” in this living maze… those held at bay by the ideal of financial security are simply deluded into thinking there aren’t others who effectively think of this as a ‘kill or be killed’ system of jungle laws, and even though we may still reside within the human animal, we are far from those roots where homo sapiens once was… the collective metamorphosis that our species has endured is always about to come to fruition as the branching of the tree of good and evil could have easily represented a similar branching of the family tree which is specific to each one of us, but all knowledge starts as the speculative leap whether through endeavor or faith when put onto the individual in question, we all feel a constrained self-awareness that effectively keeps us running in place throughout our entire lives… it is this burden that is on our shoulders that each as a person needs to relieve for themselves, working with others only stays effective with the right parts communication and honesty, but the hazard of this intimate interaction is that oversensitivity will drive the individuals apart when conflict arises that either side feels justified in standing their ground… it is difficult to truly learn lessons without these roles coming into play, it feels in ways horribly underscored by the words we choose to say, and this is because words have been ineffective tools for relating more than what lies at the surface to others that might actively listen for the point… people on two different pages in a story do not necessarily see the motivations of those other characters in the book, but at some scene these two or more characters cross their paths nonetheless, the animals mingle and loiter in anticipation of the next BIG thing even as our consciousness screams at us to search out other sensitive beings in order to make some coherence of our collective plight as the human being… money forgoes the need to interact on the spiritual and emotional levels as a chimaerical go-between subduing these previous elements of existence for the clarity of mental and physical accord as they relate to practical survival in the realms of abuse and pleasure, disposed by the profit to fit into whatever categories or consequences we are told make sense early on in the education process from pet to person in the gradual teachings spread out by the human indulgences which we allow to distract us from shared goals through the symbolic consumption of money and wealth, but few have necessary resources that do not attempt to hoard them or subtly manipulate the others to keep them to their secrets and paranoid takes on comfortable lifestyle ideologically… these puppet masters swinging on the hope of a people that knows their shiny veneer is false even through the layers of human debris and miscommunication stacked together as a middle ground purposefully dreaded like the bread crumb trail through the empty forest made more so everyday by the hand of god using Mankind to do its dirty work, the greater good seems like the only side to the argument ever made apparent to the rest of humanity even with the endless ages behind us as revealed to us through more than the biblical literature created and organized by the men who felt their idea of judgment was truer than the man-god they built the modern myth around, but there is a side neither too dark nor too bloody that we have been sheltered to accept as the ‘means-to-an-end’ scenario without some translation into workable pieces of what little of the cosmic puzzle we innately have within already… as puppets tricked into presenting our throats every time we commit an act of inner truth in order to show our submission to a system that grinds us down like a tree or cattle for meat, we see the abhorrent behavior around us come to their bloodier conclusions though we house contempt for the people that get as infected by the systemic infection as the rest of us for we are indebted to this system of expand and contract before we even get to this body, but our filters do not allow us to perceive the past lives we have lived in general as this would allow the idea of time travel to manifest into reality without a particular master in charge to control and monitor our whims… the prison state does not allow true freedom of form only freedom of thought as long as the actions are highly officiated, it becomes so common, and this is our revolution now…
Thanks, khet.
Posted by :\_khet on February 28th, 2012 in blogging, dark thoughts, m for Manque.., my art & dreams, rants & raves. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.