Have we really contributed to the world at all? Growing up we didn't have to get water from a well for our family walking miles with blisters all over your hands and back to keep them all alive, we didn't have to farm our own subsistence crops and grow fond of our animals that we needed to slaughter for our growth. We didn't have to walk barefoot in the snow to get to school everyday, heck we can hardly be bothered in an airconditioned, airbagged, ergonomic motor vehicle. Once upon a time we had big dreams and a will to go through any strifes to get to those dreams. Those dreams were drowned in a sea of monotonous leisure and selfishness. The only time we talk to family is when we are dragged to the dinner table, and even then we choose to be indifferent to their aged wisdom, to push them away and label them senile through their wrinkles of experience and their gray hairs of vast knowledge.
Where does orange juice come from? A plastic bottle from the refrigerator, from a shelf at the supermarket put there by the cute grocery boy, in a factory, from a blender bought from a homeshopping infomercial never touched and collecting dust.
Do you look to every coming day and wish desperately that the sun will rise so we can all wake up? It's inevitable isn't it? How would you know if it didn't?
Sometimes we have to take our iPods out of our ears and hear the vibrations of everything around us. Try to make a meal completely from scratch: grow your own wheat, grind your own flour, get your own eggs, curdle your own milk to butter, farm your own honey...... And maybe it'll seem a lot easier than ordering pizza by text.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
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Philosophy.
You.
Explosion.
I second that notion.
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