I wish so bad the hippies and yippies had not lost hold of the dream that could have changed everything we are facing now....And I wish those weavers of daisy chains were aware of what was happening to their minds and their connections the manipulations..and not imploded in to drugs and excess,into guru bullshit like charles manson's family and the fear of the fucking authority reinforced by ,kent state,..Oh I am so sad.
People in the 60's seemed to be lured by baubles of the new age "enlightenment",This created an inward focus as in self improvements,age of aquarius delusions..Started the trends of trying to enlighten themselves instead of the original OUTWARD focus of the hippies original dream of sharing,love and taking care of each other(not simply fuck each other),and radical rebellion in solidarity together and that desire to liberate all, create a new world and the guts to take action against authoritarians..the things that began the revolution..
When the dream slipped out of focus.It was replaced by an inward focus,a slight of meaning...The pursuit of self took over enhanced by acid trips and TM ,naturally that abandonment from others to fill the self with self was,symbolized by the beginning of"latchkey kids".
That led to a generation that was taught to fear the unknown,shun radical things (red light green light) abandoned and inauthentic fashion expressed as vain images.disco and gay bashing, cocaine binges and drinking excess to fill and numb the hollowed out lonely self searching for itself. A quest that is fruitless without a community or desire to give it meaning.Pop culture became a soul destroying cluster fuck party Party replaced the community that nurtured love and respected life.
A veneer made up to cover the sickness inside expressed by press on glitter nails,and farrah hair,insanely tight jeans, the dance of masks in perfect coiffed hair,denial and escape began in earnest.Yet the gas crisis remained to remind people they could go nowhere really.That was the conflicting ugly stuff percolating underneath pop culture in in the 70's,I think.At the end of the 70's was Jones-town,Jim Jones symbolized the end of trust of the commune and collective spirituality ..as a viable means of revolt from the stifling world of abuse or be abused of the state and authority.There was no escape. Aids took it's toll unseen at first...
Than came the stark self for selfishness sake mentality,in the 80's with the yuppies,preppies and coveting of the rich,filling themselves up with the consumer establishment,and fuck you I got mine, playing the success game.
The disorganized earthy punks were poor and did not want to assimilate opposing the yuppie culture with politically aware anger punctuated with with spikes,hair of blue and green and fights against racist skinheads,leather and mosh pits metal heads waxing cynical began screaming.
The vapid shallow side of sex combined with the whited sepulcher of religion that was already emptied of meaning long before Madonna said the symbolic truth that offended the establishment,that spirituality was nothing more than a fetish for many,and donned her bullet bra and rosary, in her underwear fucking the air onstage.
Than when some were convinced there was nothing good left in the world that was not tainted,And the Satanic Ritual Abuse scare began.
Than the angst of the nineties,brought the love of all things dark,became a way to live,werewolves and vampires, were the wail of despair of a caged animal,S/M and so many songs about murder,suicide, insanity, torture and rape, Nine inch nails and the downward spiral..And fashion also reflected the uncaring deadness inside and the pain of acceptance and love denied, dragons were everywhere on clothes,as were devils,and so much black. A venom action figure pissed off parents because it said"I wanna eat your brains"....and Shorts that could only fit a ten year old kid with porn star written across the ass...all at the mall.
Now I think we are in the last stages of mourning of a dream long lost.My approximations of years and stages in how
1. Denial and Isolation.Late 60's and 70's
2. Anger.80's,early 90's
3. Bargaining.80's thru 90's
4. Depression.90's -OO
5. Acceptance. 04-08
There are long neglected decaying memories of what almost was in the 60's,still. It winks out as every old hippie grows too old to remember the dream in the vividness it requires to be shared in to compete with video games and House..I was taught the dream by my hippy anarchist sisters, in the seventies before the distracting, process of gizmo's set in..I understood it than and still find solace in radical writers.
Teens nowadays are beating up homeless people for fun ,shooting up schools because of pervasive boredom powerlessness and dread that violence seems to relieve because they know they are on their own now.So We see hello kitty assault rifles..Rap is talking over past artists meanings chopped into loops,ranting about bitches and money. Real art is fading to ugliness,music is so much of the same old death made over pretty..in so many ways.
Reality TV exists because no one wants to risk or invest money in creating anything beautiful or sentimental without a touch of death or despair in it.Imagination has turned sour.Teens lives are so boring, busy with things that mean nothing and so trapped,that for some pretending to be a car thief on a video game looks alive more than life does now,so they become the character to create a self. It is sad.
Compassion and ability to form meaningful relationships that last,is a lost art,and things that are not funny have become funny.Like watching people fight,abuse,rape,suicide, getting hurt or dying.Stuff like pedophile jokes( google pedobear),jackass,people being sick and why is this supposed to be funny?? Maybe it is funny in that suicidal manic way when you realize there is nothing you can do?
Now the style reflects a deeper pathology, for those that can read it.It reeks of that false desperate soulless optimism of those who can't relate to that dream of so long ago anymore, they are lost..in a miasma of conflicting disconnected meaninglessness post modern chaos.Chaos magick is popular more than it ever was before,Chaos as a magick system came to exist, ironically in the 50's..
And this generation can't assemble experiences into a cognizant whole meaning.Osmond Spare may have given this generation a great gift if one can bear it.
Younger people wear peace signs but have no clue of it's history and don't care to find it out either. Some dare not risk investing themselves in deep relationships but they fuck all the time and use DRAMA to fill up the holes where love and meaning should be but is not there, so petty hierarchy games take it's place.
There are tons of friends on the cell phone,but no one real enough or there to trust...Fashion is drenched in the joy of death's inevitability ,the cumulation of the unconscious desire shackled by learned helplessness,looking retro, a symbolic searching for something..lost..and dying inside. Like when a depressed person has finally decided to kill them self .This happy/dead is a symbol of the point at which the person has made the decision to suicide the perceived elation in the face of immanent threat of ruin is actually relief.
(what is this Relief of?) That civilization,is collapsing and humanity is dying off soon. Stage 5 of Grief.. Acceptance.
I see this same meaning when I see a cute skull with childlike style,death is presented as life...For I have felt it in myself..My drawings of my worst times are now expressed through fashions at the mall. It is really creepy..being older and seeing these changes..There are girlie pink skulls with heart shaped eyes,guns and knives and hearts and smiley faces and peace signs combined in a jumble on a bandanna.. A massacre aftermath with cutesy animals with xed out eyes and blood spatter and guts all over the place.Repeating combining of incompatibles of love as Death , hug is defeat, and embrace makes the gruesome and sometimes suicidal/relief, murder /relation images now are made over as CUTE,
http://www.zazzle.com/death_is_cute_shirt-235485379465581188http://gizmodo.com/338916/hello-kitty-expands-upon-arsenal-with-ar+15-rifleBut what does this merging of opposites say about meaning? The Alphabet of Desire it speaks the unspeakable truth via culture of the younger ones..Can you read it?
http://www.thefoolof.chaosmagic.com/photo3.htmlChaos in life inside,as a spiritual path,to one starved for meaning leads one into meaningful meaninglessness...The empty looks full,fool.And the slight of hand is repeated.
http://www.spiralnature.com/magick/chaos/sigservgodpt2.htmlI watched yellow submarine recently,I got it on VHS..and the beauty and innocence and inspiring color drenched beautiful meaning filled ART and music in that movie never fails to make me cry now.
I just feel so sad seeing what has become of each generation that arrives ,the things they find beautiful are so empty and so much, what they have internalized is fragments from generations before them .I showed Yellow Submarine to some of my twenty something friends, they could barely sit through it, liked the blue meanies,but some missed the dazzling sun and the message therein..A psycho-spiritual deficit here? Unable to process meaning? That is why I sense things are not going to "turn around"., The generations after mine have nothing enduring to turn the world upside down FOR anymore.