life, liberty and pursuit of…. cash.

the swelling of my soul cannot be satiated. there is something more than longing, more than want, more than need festering in every molecule of my being. screaming, like a madman, screaming into the night for answers, for absolution, for purpose only to find a flickering candle in the face of an epic storm. the candle stands no chance. there is so little to hope for in this dried up husk of a society in which a person would sooner slice your throat than learn your name… but people are not all bad. that still doesn’t mean that people are essentially good. people are just people. there is no way to define when a monster is created, though we have a pretty good understanding of how…
but i digress… (as though I had any point to begin with…)
there is so much at stake that we seem to become numb to all that transpires around us… all the evil and, in some cases, the good, becomes ignored and unimportant in the face of the same demons that every person struggles with. the almighty dollar that rules our lives with an iron fist of oppression. i think i have had an epiphany, i think i have found what is so wrong with the world and that answer i have been searching for all these years…. the source of all unhappiness in this world is the pursuit of money. people, especially in this country, equate success and happiness to a dollar amount. that is a horrible, empty way to live! how can you surrender yourself so fully to something that doesn’t even really exist! the whole charade is imaginary, invented by the government and corporations to control the masses. i am not a conspiracy nut. but these are the simple facts. my wish is to return to the days of trade and barter where, if you had no skills and nothing to offer society YOU FUCKING STARVE TO DEATH! I am sick of this endless cycle of supporting others when we do not even have the resources to support ourselves. it’s outrageous. and we, as a society, have become so dull witted and compliant that we don’t even realize we’re being controlled. every moment of every day is devoted to the pursuit of money, the pursuit of things when that is all they are… things. worthless pieces of wood, fabric and metal that do nothing but make people feel self-important because of how much further in debt they now are. compulsive shopping? what the fuck is that?? hoarding… wtf?? there are people all over the world who can’t even eat and your fat ass is addicted to SHOPPING?! there are not enough hours in the days of the weeks of the months of the years that this universe has existed to list the number of things that are wrong with this world. i just hope we hit this shitcan after i’m dead.