But what of these moments?
I found myself among the corpses of 864 dead animals today. The truly horrifying thing was not the smell, the sight, the almost implicit touch of their flesh, highlighted by florescent molecules and tinted glass. The fast food industry assures that i need not be scared of those. It was the people stampeding around me, squawking about prices and protein. But i also realized how easily it could be me in that case? Would I make a better main course or a side dish mixed with vegetables? But perhaps I would not be eaten at all, but just preserved for ever in cryogenics, waiting for a cure. Of course, this assumes a will to live...I hope at least. To not have a choice in my own suspension would be a terrible thing indeed. How would one feel if strings floated us above humanity so that our feet could only scrape the ground after a gust of wind or a falter of the hand? But that cure would be defeat, for isn't smoking just a lazy form of a suicide? To much work to do it all at once, better to stretch it out over a lifetime. But this could describe anything. Isn't it better to stretch love, happiness, joy, despair, apathy, tax evasion, school, and personal growth (even in the case of tumors) over a life time? I could not decide, so I settled for a bag of spinach. Which is still murder, and I could just as easily be a luscious leaf in this bag, it just doesn't scream when it dies(or maybe i just wasn't listening).
Let us not forget the time i was searching for pecan pancakes. Everywhere i drove, and they were no where to be found. All they had was blueberry! I don't even like pecan pancakes. But they had to be mine.
What created the man who asks us for change? Surely himself? We could have had nothing to do with him, for we don't know him. In fact, no one knows him. When we see him, he is without context. At least, without his context. But he gets our context, and we have everything he does not. We have a family, a bank account, a job, a school, a education and so on. Surely we deserve these things. Surely it is his laziness, his drug problem, his emotional problems, and so forth that create him. We have none of these attributes, in fact, no one that is successful in our society has any of these attributes. We work oh-so-hard for the things we have. Surely spending hours locked inside a building with white walls and white lights means that we don't get all of this stuff because become the walls and the lights. No, it is what we did in there. As to what it was...well ...we had paper in front of us, some of us had pencils, others rulers, some had hammers, one had a glass of water...why do i even bother! you wouldn't understand if you weren't there because you didn't receive the same training as us. You, all of you, were banging on the windows asking for food, for equality ,while we were busy training. So of course we did the only natural thing when confronted with you. We pulled the blinds and talked louder about our selves.
Let us not forget the time i was searching for pecan pancakes. Everywhere i drove, and they were no where to be found. All they had was blueberry! I don't even like pecan pancakes. But they had to be mine.
What created the man who asks us for change? Surely himself? We could have had nothing to do with him, for we don't know him. In fact, no one knows him. When we see him, he is without context. At least, without his context. But he gets our context, and we have everything he does not. We have a family, a bank account, a job, a school, a education and so on. Surely we deserve these things. Surely it is his laziness, his drug problem, his emotional problems, and so forth that create him. We have none of these attributes, in fact, no one that is successful in our society has any of these attributes. We work oh-so-hard for the things we have. Surely spending hours locked inside a building with white walls and white lights means that we don't get all of this stuff because become the walls and the lights. No, it is what we did in there. As to what it was...well ...we had paper in front of us, some of us had pencils, others rulers, some had hammers, one had a glass of water...why do i even bother! you wouldn't understand if you weren't there because you didn't receive the same training as us. You, all of you, were banging on the windows asking for food, for equality ,while we were busy training. So of course we did the only natural thing when confronted with you. We pulled the blinds and talked louder about our selves.