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Edited on Thu Feb-09-06 07:35 PM by TheFriendlyAnarchist
Well, today, I was once again bored, and slightly depressed over what's been going on. So what better to do than write!
I checked it over only once, so it's likely to have a fair few errors. Feel free to leave comments, criticism, or some random drabble, I guess I don't care ;).
And so here it is! My boredom/depression induced narrative thingy:
“. . . I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down. . .”
- Buffalo Springfield, For What It's Worth
A gray concrete world is around me. This is what people have become. Cars speed around, flying down the highway, trying to get places, and life moving too slow for them. Perhaps that is why days are cursed with darkness, to remind us of the dreary, materialistic lives we've surrounded ourselves with. Maybe its God's subtle reminder that we won't see the light at our current pace. Crumbling concrete barriers, barren grass, giant, looming rusted iron monsters, black, toxic, exhaust. . . It seems that we're trying to block out the sun, and doom ourselves. And maybe we are. It might be the cleansing process that the world needs to undergo. Perhaps, every few thousand years, we've just ventured to far to destroy ourselves, and a great wave just needs to wash everything away. . .
Thomas Jefferson once said that freedom would have to be fought for every twenty years. And maybe on a national level, he was right, but to free the world, is something far greater, something too powerful to be done so frequently.
Ignorance seems to have penetrated our world to a point of imminent destruction. Resources running out, such massive political corruption that revolution is the only way out, and upcoming economic collapse, as well as a likely World War Three. And yet, most people seem to still care so much about getting places at seventy miles an hour, in a device that really does nothing but furthers our problems.
Rain begins to fall, darkening the already blackened roads even further. Madly, droplets of clear water explode over the dirt and metal, and seem to shatter into thousands of pieces, like a prophecy of the world to come. It's sad, that in times, such depressing imagery can be found in something is simple as rain That when we look up into the rain, sometimes, all we can think of is the hope that maybe this will be the rain that sweeps everything away, like the great Flood used by God to rid the world of wickedness.
Such thoughts ring melodramatically in my ears, as if I pretend to be a great prophet, telling of all things to come, though the words I speak are nothing but truth. All I use is the indisputable fact that, quite frankly, the world sucks. Of course, there are those that will clamor, and speak of all the great things that are here, cures for diseases, law and order, churches and governments, and I'll agree, some of those things are definitely good, but you'll notice one thing; they leave out the fact that it is their own human nature that creates a need for all of these things. I'm in no way saying that a great flood wiping away the world would solve all of our numerous problems. No, just that it would be a damn good start.
The rain begins to subside quickly, as if someone had simply flipped a switch. Sunlight pokes through the dark clouds, and ethereal beams shine down on to our cold, gray world. A single halo of pale, golden light, appears, as if someone were looking back down on me with a mysterious gaze, though I'll never know. . .
Such a light could only resemble hope, but at this time, it's still invisible to most. And maybe, one day, everyone will realize what's been going down, and see the light, and know hope. Perhaps one day, the world will see through the exhaust ridden air, and know whats wrong. Maybe we can fix it, and a great wave won't be needed to save the world. But then again, if we all fuck up again, and go to Hell in a hand basket, we can only hope there's always going to be a couple of those raindrops to help us down.
Brandon E. Forsythe
EDIT* A couple of spelling errors, think I got 'em all
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