Sometimes I feel like I’ve been born into the wrong generation.. I’m not too fond of the current music or literature, and have more appreciation for the classics, as modern entertainment is somewhat mindless and immature. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’m more mature than my peers or any better than them, but rather that I think differently. I find enjoyment and entertainment in concepts that people my age don’t care for, like politics and philosophy. I’ve grown to be the type of guy who revels in stimulating his mind instead of poisoning it.
We live in a period of time where the average joe cares more about money and material success than the factors that dictate it; an age where morals are devalued by oppression and fear; and a society that exploits this fear rather than working to eradicate it. We’re living in times where the ground is crumbling beneath us, and where the people who gave birth to us are oblivious to the true dangers that have surrounded their lives through change and progress. We’ve become lost in a game where chess pieces have begun to move like checkers.
Our minds are constantly being spoon fed massive amounts of useless information at an ever increasing speed, and there’s nothing we can do but be swept up in this shift between analog and digital; all to keep up with the times. It’s funny because, digital technology seems to be the way of the future, but its dangers have yet to be fully explored. Words like bitrate are nearly foreign to the average consumer, and even after being educated on this subject matter, they would most likely not have the capacity to determine the broader picture of negative effects it can have on the human brain.
It bothers me that we’re taught that we’ve come from beautiful expressive eras like the Renaissance, and that we’ve extinguished and advanced sciences to peaks not previously possible, when we have wars on terror exist, and have grown to be enslaved to the very machines that serve us.
I don’t get why the methodology of how we changed is stressed more than the deeper meaning of why, when this eliminates the full understanding of a thought.
No one seems to give a fuck about any of this stuff… but I do, and a whole lot more. The thing that irks me the most though, is that at the end of the day, my opinion doesn’t matter… because I’m nobody.
Just like you.
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