Humanities Debt

Do you ever wonder what’s going to happen when everything we have finally runs out?

The fuels we burn at alarming rates

The forests we destroy in the thousands to replace with our concrete jungles

The fish in the sea we push to extinction because we don’t care, we just want our abundance of them

While this will mostly likely not affect me, you, your kinds or even your grandchildren, it will hit us in the end however knowing that fact means that the people not h world as it is now will continue to be frivolous because it won’t have any really effect on the now.

What a selfish species we are.

Even though we’ve created so much and continue to do great things in some regards, we’re doing it at a large cost to the future.

Struggle as the echo-warriors do, they won’t change anything because while any would support the righteousness of their desire for a better world, they wound’t support if, not really.

If you were to ask people to give up their lives of comfort and return to the stone age as it were, to a time where everyone had to work in synergistic harmony with one another they’d fight to keep their creature comforts, people who have power only fear one thing – losing that power.

To keep their privilege and inherited success they’d watch us all burn.

Kings, Queens, Warlords, anyone of any significance has proven this fact time and again, if you look back as the  version history we’re allowed to remember you’ll see as much is true.

In that knowledge I know the world will never change, it will only break, well, potentially break.

I can’t see in to the future, however if I could live forever I’d be interested to see what the seeds of our own greed sown in today sprout in the days of tomorrow.

One day humanity will fall, then and only then will our dept be paid.

To know

To know peace you must first know war

To know freedom you m out first know slavery

To know something you must first understand it’s opposite

Two sides to every coin

Two sides to everything

One place to know it all

To know this you must also know there’s always a third side

No time

I have no time for your excuses, I’ve wasted too much making many of my own

I have not time for your lies, I’ve wasted too much making many of my own

I have no time for your trouble, I’ve wasted too much making many of my own

I have no time for your mistakes, I’ve wasted too much making many of my own

I have no time for you

I have no time

What even matters?

When it comes to what matters, what’s the answer?

It’s quite easy to see why people who begin to become detached from things that don’t matter the further away from ‘normal’ they become.

If you look back through people who founded the thoughts of philosophy, or even just free thinking, you’ll find most of them met some harsh critique.

As intelligent as we have become we’ve never been more naive in retrospect.

We’re still animals, just intelligent ones. Kept in guided cages, controlled by material treats and we can’t even see it.

In the past all that mattered was survival, this is not longer the past, so what matters now?



Looking down

Funny how people say things like “I won’t ever forget where I came from” and then being to spout how successful hey are and look down upon those around them.

Such a lovely bunch we humans are.

Obviously it’s your choice to become such a person, just remember, those who knew you before won’t forget when you came crawling for help.

Stay humble, or don’t, it’s your choice.

Green tea with a tree

Being sat under a tree to hide from the rain is something I’ve not done in a long time.

It beings back some rather vivid memories it has to be said.

Those ones in particular were akin to that of a movie scene, not the sort of thing to happen to the likes of me, I guess that’s why everything went the way it did. The movie wasn’t meant to be anything other than what it was, a tragedy.

I do enjoy reminiscing, it helps one understand the inner workings of the world that no one else sees but you and shows us just who we really are. The hard part from that is just accepting it.

So much distraction, so much to do, so much to reach for, it’s a worthy cause for my attention and also the reason that I will be content in just being.

There is only place for one in this world, where I have created and destroyed so much.

It’s a fitting place for me and I’m okay with that.

Are you okay with yours?