Reversion

BLAMEless to to everything,

yet accepting of nothing. 




so there once was a time were i could do something successfully, not say anything about it and be rewarded because it was good. 


now, i don't have to do anything at all, write in detail with numbers and brown nose my way to the same acceptance. 


i hate it. 


but thats america. Its not about the quantity or the quality anymore, its just about whats on paper. 


look at anything and you'll see what i mean. billboard statistics for music albums, whether or not a critic listened to an album or not. food reviews from miles away because so many people posted on Facebook that it's good. rights for homosexuals who (contrary to the idea of the blog) haven't looked up the definition of marriage in a dictionary. 


i feel lost. 


because this country is lost. 


there is nothing we stand for anymore. 


freedom is gone, look at the federalized medical care courtesy of obama, not only does it raise taxes for every american, it penalizes those who don't have medical care already. 


power corrupts at every level. 


with the invention of the internet, that means that every single person with an open hub to the www. is corrupt; especially if people read what you post. i.e., Facebook. 


nothing in the world answers the questions of the world because the questions of the world are about what questions the world has. 


analyze that statement, and realize that progression is relevant; or prove me wrong. 


maybe i'm a utopitarian, or someone who believes the only success can come from seclusion. but the fact remains that the world hasn't progressed socially since the roman era. the facts are there, you can spend your own time looking them up. 


what i don't get is a simple fact, materials have an expiration, souls do not have a scientifically proven expiration. 


So why does everyone worry about money, what they can buy, who they can bribe, the importance of haggling. 


when the only important things are the things you can't buy. Like a midnight road trip with friends. like the first time there wasn't an awkward pause with your family during a christmas dinner. like a first kiss. like the first time girl takes your breathe away. Like the first time you realized that nothing will every compare to the memories of your life. 


i feel sorry for people who don't take a moment and ponder the fact of when they are truly happy and when they aren't. money has nothing to do with it. 


it all has to do with their mindset. and the only mindset that is truly happy, that i have met in my life time, are the people who have lost everything. old people. old people with out family. old people with out family, but can still laugh at a 5 cent bingo game. a person who has experienced that feeling when you loose everything, thats when your life really starts. 


this, and all past blogs are a confession. 


its about time i started living.