As we are conditioned through the machine, from infant to adult, we are falsely programmed with the idea that if we can just lock ourselves into smaller and smaller rooms, each of which contain lesser and lesser freedoms, that our Utopian destination will magically appear over the horizon. If we just stay in school and study. If we just lock ourselves into that 35 year career, that we don’t really enjoy, but if we can just endure our imprisonment, our best life is coming…....tomorrow. Get married, lock the door. Narrow down the options. Get moving with the kids, make sure the time we have for ourselves is lessened. Feed them into the machine. Pursue what we were taught with passion, energy and purpose. Spend what we have and make it equal to or in excess of our incomes. Keep removing as many freedoms, options and space in our lives as we can. Suffer, keep our head down, self murder any part of ourselves that feels the pain, keep telling ourselves that this is the best life for us. Yet the soul always whispers a truth we can’t help from hearing.
Although we can tell ourselves something we want to hear and self murder any voice from the darkness that tells us something’s not quite right, our soul can’t be changed or altered. The soul is never fooled so we try to appease the soul with material purchases and say, “see, you got a new car and a new stove, aren’t you happy because we are” and the soul whispers again. This is why children laugh in the streets without coffee, alcohol, cigarettes, anti depressants or anti psychotics. This is why armies of smiling depressive adults, who have shopping and sedation addictions, infect our society. We try to decorate an empty life, for the soul, but the soul whispers again. As we drink, smoke, eat junk food, medicate, watch a screen and tell our souls…”look at the palace of material items we have for you and the coffees, drinks, weed, smokes, sugar and Prozac you are drowning in…….are you not entertained?” and the soul whispers again.
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