the sins of the people

the world is a sphere of hatred. it wasnt always like that though. no, back when the highest forms of life still crawled on their bellies and feasted on the bodies of their brethren, the world wasnt so hate-filled. harsh, yes. mean, yes. tough, yes. cruel, spiteful, wrathful??? no. that was our doing. we poisoned the world with our hatred and fear of what we didnt understand or like.

greed is like a plague, eating the hearts of people from the inside. and society is a leper colony, housing the greed-ridden heartless ones and supporting, nurturing them. the world is run on greed. only the rich have a taste of the good life, and the poor are left to rot on their doorstep. the poor slave away under dark skies whilst the well off slave drivers laugh with their mouths around champagne glasses and cigars. the poor slave away more than any one else, yet they are still reduced to a painful existence. if wealth was based on effort and determination instead of taking what you can from the people like a thief in the night, the world would be a better place. you think those big shots in parliment even know the meaning of hard labour??? they live by taking the money out of everyone elses hands. yes, greed is a plague. but one that some seem content in catching.

we are a waste of a species, us humans. tearing into the earth and pumping the wounds full of toxins and sewerage. we are destroyers by nature. anything that we percieve as a threat, or different, or that we dont fully understand, we exterminate. other humans, sex on tv, homosexuality, animal species, green energy, feminism, independance, religion, music, nature, absolutely anything we can think of that doesnt conform to what we have been brought up with as "the norm", we kill and crush beneath the boot heels of faceless soldiers played like pawns in a game of chess. we are a waste of intelligence and life. and what do we do with the life we have been given??? we rot in it. we are a slothful race.

we sit back and watch the world deteriorate and crumble around us. the land cracks, the sea churns, and the air struggles for breath, because of our doing. and what do we do about it??? we sit back and let it happen. decay and despair sink ever deeper into our souls as we waste away in our meaningless lifes, never aspiring to do anything of importance, usually because its too much hard work. back to what i said before, if the poor and needy, who know more about hard work than any of us could ever hope to, were given the power to change things, then all the wrongs of the world would be rited by now. but the ones with the power and money are also the most slothful.

the word gluttony means to fill oneself with food even when you are not hungry, till you burst at the seams. in our present day, it doesnt have to be food we fill ourselves with. drugs, alcohol, sex, money, power, medication, tv, internet, cosmetics, plastic surgery, fashion, knowledge, love, all of these things that we as humans have created and become addicted to. our addiction cannot ever be broken, so we stuff our faces with it in vain hope to qualm the pannic attacks and anxiety when we miss our dayly dose of tv or money. everybody has their addiction, wether conscious of it or not, something they cram into themselves even when their already full. chasing the dragon through dark alleys, hoping for a quick fix of life.

we like to believe that we have little control over our lives. we invent things like destiny and time and faith in order to try and explain how despite our best efforts, things can get fucked up sometimes. we put our beliefs in the metaphysical, in the hopes that some fictional deity or force can see and sense our sufferings and wants, and grant us some of their limitless powers to get what we want. but the world is not governed by strange, inconceivable forces. it is not god who kills the children. it is not fate that watches them die, not karma that hears their suffering, not budha that butchers their bodies, nor time that leaves their scraps for the animals to pick over. it is us.

for humans, envy, lust and pride often go hand in hand with each other. we are proud of our accomplishments and posessions. we are proud of our children for growing up into fine, strong people. we are proud that destiny seems to hand us so much. yet at the same time we are envious, of our neighbor who's children have better jobs than ours, or our friends who have more possessions and accomplishments beneath their belt, and of those whom destiny seemed to give a little bit more too. and we lust after what we do not have, but want all the same. perhaps it is this lust for more that has pressed us so far up the evolutionary chain. but if thats true, then our lust has also contributed to the fires, thefts and murders visited upon our brothers and sisters.

death is a natural phase of existence. without death, there could be no life. so y are so many of us afraid of dying??? seriously, death doesnt seem like anything to be scared of. the only suffering and pain we know of happens when were alive. death is the end of all that. everything can go wrong when your alive. once ur dead, nothing can go wrong. even if it did, you woudlnt care. because your dead. death should not be feared. yet like everything else we dont understand, we fear and loathe it. "oh father in heaven, why must people die???" "il tell you when your good and dead, otherwise whats the point in knowing???" its not the end that people should fear with each breathe, life is a lot scarier than death.

why are we such a hate filled people??? why do we burn, pillage and poison whatever we can get our hands onto??? we launch crusades and wars and epic battles like its a pass time and its something to do. no other animal kills its own kind for pleasure or fun or just because. animals kill for food, protecting their pack/family, and sometimes accidentally during mating displays of strength. is war simply a mating ritual??? or are we needlessly bombing families because we have no food??? no, its must be because our pack is in danger. in that case, why doesnt the alpha male simply confront the other packs alpha male in a standoff??? no, that doesnt make sense, lets send in a million people running blindly into enemy territory to show them how big and scary we are. grrrr....!!! oh dear, they had bigger machine guns than us. ok, now we have to spend half a million taxpayer dollars to design one thats equally as big as theirs, but better in every way because it was made in (insert country name here)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

we kill because we are wrathful and hate-filled. two religious fanatics blow up 2 of americas buildings...war on those religious fanatics country!!!!! what was its name again??? what the hell type of country is that??? did you make it up just then??? no??? fine then... killing is so much easier and quicker than negotioating. why settle a difference with several hundred words when a single bullet will do the job for you??? we are guided by wrath more than anting else in life save for greed. greed and wrath harbour and influence every majour decision in the world.

the world is indeed a sphere of hatred. home to the solar systems biggest mass murderers. you dont like that, ay, jupiter??? lets invade!!! life is a web of shadows that covers our little ball of hatred called earth like a close fitting blanket. it smothers us, this giant mass of darkness, yet we could not live without it. we have dwelt in the dark for so long that we couldnt survive when exposed to the days harsh light. the dark is cool, and comforting, and it is always with you. when life beats u down, it is always the light that people turn to first, and the light is always the first to cast aside and burn with anger. the darkness never casts aside. it only embraces and comforts. it gives us soft dreams in night-times stillness, it hides our true faces from those close around us, and it wraps around our heart to protect it better from the emotional onslaught that life brings with it.

this is the way i have always thought. and i still think in this way. the world is a dead place. more dessolate than a cemetary, more cold than a witches womb, and more unforgiving than god upon lucifers sins. some would say i am depressed and emo for thinking like this. but im not. im a realist. i see things for what they truly are, behind the lies and make-up. true, i am very depressed sometimes, and i am also completely insane, but this knowledge of our world is not what makes me like that. it is the cruelty of the world itself.

in our shadowy world, almost nothing is certain. times and events can change in an instant. as can people. yet in this world of seeping shadows were nameless things move out of sight and crawl beneath the surface, i have found a certainty. an irrational, some would argue stupid, normality and means of escape from oppression and darkness.

it is friendship. the love a close friend gives to you, and the love you give in return. the special moments you share and remeniss about, and the not so happy times you laugh about years on over a bottle of alcohol. the times when you felt like giving up, and one of your friends was there to pick you up when you fell down and set you back on your feet. that is the best feeling in the world. and it is bright and piercing enough to penetrate the black of our world. brighter than aany star, and warmer than anything imaginable, the love of friendship is the only rational certainty in life. and this post is for all my friends, who have always been there for me and who i see as my family. thank you. you all mean so much to me, but i never seem to say it enough.