Saturday, April 11, 2009

majest1k_w0n, pt. 1, 366 words

“The future is our enemy. Yes, I’m sure you’re laughing now, but I tell you this: I am serious. Deadly so. So are our foes.

The future, like the present, is a consensus construct. We get the world we deserve, as a species, because it’s the world we make. If we end up with a world that’s inimical to human life, it’s only because we have a collective death wish – or are just too damn apathetic to give a shit, which might as well be the same thing. Apathy is just an expression of intellectual sterility, after all, and sterility is death that got proactive about things, instead of waiting it out.

And sure, we may deserve our future as a species, but as a generation? As individuals? Fuck. That.

The elder generation constantly bemoans the state of the youth, and blame the younger generations for the world going to hell in a hand basket. This, by the way, is the same generation that made the world what it is now, and passed the blame off with it at the same time. They hand us a platter piled high with the last fifty years’ shit, and then bitch at us for having dirty dishes.

This is the world we live in: a pile of diseased, watery, smelly, ancient shit. And we’re expected to build the glorious future full of crystal spires and togas out of it, because the people who last spread their butt cheeks and added to the pile failed to do it themselves. And while we’re being handed this pile of shit, and told to make something shiny out of it, do they even give us a shovel to bury it with so it might fertilize something worthwhile?

Fuck no. They give us the same no-flow toilets they used to collect all that shit together in the first place. They tell us to make a bright future, but really want it to be exactly the same. They want us to grow into them and keep the same dynamics going, so we can hand our children an even uglier, smellier, larger pile of shit. Shit is their legacy, and they want it to last forever.

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