counter-culture.

lesson of the day; the culture that we, as a society, have created is one that does not make us feel good about ourselves. some days we wake up feeling not rich enough. on others, we wake up feeling that we're morbidly obese. whatever the day and whenever the time, we somehow manage to feel inadequate in some way. regardless of our wealth, status in society, education level or weight, we often feel that we are lacking in something. simply said, the culture that we have created is not a happy culture.

thought(s) of the day; it is a culture built of insecurity and fear.

everything these days is centred around fear simply because fear keeps us wanting, fighting and most importantly, buying. in my opinion, the mass media and companies (and governments too, in some cases) these days don't really sell you what you need these days, but rather, what they want you to think you want. for starters, who ever said that girls have to be skinny to be attractive? and who said that wearing ed hardy would give you extra street cred? what makes you think LV bags are worth the money? what makes you think that Macs are better than PCs? is plastic/cosmetic surgery really necessary? who started the whole
"diamonds are a lady's best friend" affair?

do we really need these things? are these ideas right and true? are are we merely trying to hide or suppress our fears by purchasing and chasing for more? does image matter that much? is appearance that important? hiding or suppressing our fears in material goods is useless because we only need more. there is no end to this madness. image and appearance are a facade to keep keen eyes away from what we really are within; selfish, cruel, hateful and bitter beings.

conclusion; i abhor this culture we have created. it is a monster that has grown out of proportion. it must be stopped. i refuse to submit myself to this culture, this monstrosity.

it is a culture that makes afraid of what we really are. it is a culture that encourages fanaticism, materialism, narcissism. it is a culture that teaches us impatience. there must be an end to this madness. but who will bring the end to all this?

now that sleep has touched my eyes, they are heavy.
and to sleep i go, just as the sun goes under to be reborn for tomorrow's morn.