A Selfish Lot!

it's hard to do the right thing all the time when the rest of the world is doing the wrong thing. It's hard and most difficult in selfish times. People do for themselves and rightfully so, but it is preached to do for others...only no one wants to unless there is a reward, whether monetarily or emotionally. We all seek rewards in life."Look I did this awesome..yadda yadda" and then seek approval and what not from the onlooker. I call this the "self-superhero" complex. We all think of ourselves as something grander than we actually are.

I like talking about how people interact. I enjoy the dissection of the mind. I don't much relish the oblivion that it sweeps the soul into and the pain and torment that one finds there. It is traumatizing and some are crippled by even less than others.

If John does for his brother and neighbor and those two people do for their brothers and neighbors and so on....then we have created a love chain and an educational example of the ideal that everyone so says they would like to have. Let one person break that chain and all hell breaks loose. The following person sees the other one got a reward and didn't put in the work and before long it starts unraveling. This is where we are at now. And how do we gather up all the loose threads and start knitting what was once referred to as "communities" again?

People living in computers and cars and cell phones and video games and such. Too lazy to even interact and sit for a spell to have a conversation face to face with their own people. Parents locked indoors texting their kids for supper and screening the bill collector's who want to come for all the stuff they haven't paid for outright. No sense of family anymore. My own included. My daughter sits in her room in her shell and on her laptop and texts me and her friends. I'm in the next room! I have to "punish" her into spending time with me and force her against her will. I loved to just sit and watch my parents and grandparents play cards together. I would even quietly walk around and watch several "hands" from each player to learn the games myself. Now it's all gone, no one plays cards anymore unless it is for money or drinks. No children sit and observe their parents. The only examples we give our kids is to be selfish and needy and to take.

Now I want the world to take itself back. I want to see it purge itself of all the filth and greed that has been killing her for centuries. I want to taste real food again and to sew my clothes and muck out a chicken coop. I want a hard working man who will see me covered in sweat and dust from beating a rug outdoors (I used to actually do this for my parents when I was little) and find me the most attractive thing and drag me by my hand into our bedroom and make love to me, dirty. Instead we have men who iron their t-shirts and fuss over their clothes like debutantes readying for a ball. There should be women who respect themselves and take the nurturing role seriously. Instead we have absent mothers or worse those who would progenocide or pass their children off on the next. I want the earth to break open and swallow these creatures and to leave a chosen few to start over. With the knowledge of our mistakes and the knowledge of technology and its downside the few will carve out a small ripple and be able to contain it and live in harmony with the rest of the creatures, even my kind perhaps.

And what of the things that were built for many? Who gets to claim them? Money? Treasure? You should be treasuring food and life and laughter, not gold and diamonds and television. Claim your lives back and embrace them. It is fleeting. At best it is short and why would you want to spend it fussing over the ironing and what some bloke or lass with half a brain thinks of you? Be thankful for what you do have and where it comes from. Our president told you all that nothing you own, was obtained on your own accord. He thinks the government gave or had a healthy (or unhealthy) hand in you obtaining it. And he is right. But what he doesn't know is that you can claim ownership of some things. The love given freely to you with no strings attached and the love you send out in kind. I miss that kind of love. And I've grown weary from sending all I have out. I want some back. I would be a liar if I said I wasn't just as selfish as my neighbor. But what I want costs nothing. I don't ask for it really. And this world keeps telling me I don't deserve it.

Take all the love you can get and leave a small trace that you were here. Trust that the generations to follow will be intelligent enough to recognize what you've done or undone. Give of yourself. Freely. Pick up the trash in your yard and your neighbors. Give yourself a night off to let things "go" and be you. Fuck like you have no tomorrow and that you just stepped out of a tub of roses despite the disheveled hair and dirty faces. Eat like the taste is honey and wine and fruit of the gods. Sing as if you were the most prized mockingbird. Cry for the little ones who won't get a chance to see a tomorrow, the old ones whose time has come and the ones you never got the chance to meet. In time, your threads will intertwine with all of them...trust me~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.