Thinking out Loud: World Governments, Societal Class Equates Slavery, The Internet & Humanity

In a world where nearly everyone is connected with an online presence, having a small group of people represent constantly evolving and shifting perspectives is archaic. It is simply a matter of time before this old system which is failing to properly represent a true reflection of the nature of humanity crumbles indefinitely.

Regardless of the type of government itself, it could be a Monarchy, democracy, fear-instilling dictatorship, fear- instilling dictatorship cloaked as a democracy... at the end of the day each of these governements is high atop the social paradigm while the rest of us slave away at pennies per hour, each coping in our own way. The familiar sense of boredom sets in, a wondering if there is more to our experience. So we passify our hearts desires with what ever distraction succeeds in dopifying our minds, numbing ourselves in a way that makes our monetary slavery ok for a while... and we forget again.

Creative Expression: A Tree with Many Branches

A few evenings ago I wrote a story in my journal and I thought I would expand upon it slightly and share it with all of you.

Once upon a time our language was simple. As a means to express the brilliance of the beauty within ourselves and in the world outside of us, words were each planted within the heart. As these words grew they branched out into more words and sounds. In our efforts to form expression - a likeness of beauty, we have confused ourselves further by complicating our language. As a result, we have distanced ourselves from each other, over misperceived communications of the degrees of such beauty while filtering through a layer of emotions.

None the less, these words took root within our hearts and grew into trees with many branches. Each branch developed an identity. It became it's own word, strong in its belief about who it was and what it meant to be that specific word-branch. If that weren't amazing enough, the beautiful, yet, confusing growth of a multitude of identities within the tree caused it to become divided within itself. It began to perceive the tree as something separate from itself, denying itself, refusing to acknowledge something which was distinctively a large part of its being. It began to see other branches, as completely different words, instead of a piece of the same tree. Each word-branch is only a slightly different representation of the root word.. Maybe the energy went to another section of the tree... maybe the lighting conditions were better at a different part of the tree. It is still the same tree. When we focus solely on the branch, depending on the angle and perspective, we often do not see the tree.