so everyone tells me to stay off of social media and stay away from the television and get off the internet and so on and so on but then I miss major events like the horrific shootings in Pittsburgh and feel cold. lost. unaware. selfish. are we being taught to be selfish? are we being taught to not care? we have average leaders. we have average sporting associations with average coaches. an average school system with many average teachers who are either average because of the system or were always average. average acting. average singing. average movies. average music. so many events and so little real empathy. facebook empathy and rip posts come daily but real love and real connection is lost. human connection is being squandered as we move further and further away from cities. away from people. away from excitement. away from art. away from life. crammed into tiny houses with tiny yards all fighting for the few parking spots available on the street. and yet we don’t know our neighbours. never had drinks together. know nothing about them. all of us going through life as if we have nine lives but all of us getting closer and closer to death without a fight. without a fire. without a desire to change. changes needed but complacency winning and lost lives are becoming more lost and more sad. more complacent. less fire. more food. more facebook and IG and less real connection. less real talks. less real emotion. less humanity and less love. less thought. less talk. less hair. less balls. less FIRE. less FIRE. LESS FIRE. do not let the puppets drag you down. drag me down. fight for what you believe in but fight. I live in a small town where people elect an average mayor who vows, like every other politician, that he will lower taxes. lower taxes. that is all he said. that he would lower taxes. an average man with an average goatee and an average mind with an average heart and an average soul. but this man beats out another man. a younger man with bigger dreams. bigger ideas. smarter ideas. bigger charisma. smarter. more passionate. more fire. a man with a plan. a real plan to make this town better. more vibrant. more alive. but NO. the peasants vote for the average. the dull. the sad. the dull. four more years of average in a town filled with average. filled with complacency. filled with rule abiders and church goers. a town filled with people pleasers and McDonald eating Coors Light drinking men in big trucks but small penises. women in fake lululemon pants and sagging tits. hair salons and churches more prevalent than real theatre. real art. real music. a small community of Outliers squashed by big trucks with small minds and smaller souls. and we put up with this in this small town. but then I think about our country and our friends to the south and our premier and realize that we are all fucked. all lost. less reading. less human connection. less conversations. less passions. less activism. less accountability. less passion. less fire. less life and now we sit in tim hortons with our so called friends and we pretend to have fun. pretend to laugh. pretend to care. all pretending. pretending to live in a life that is meant for living.
major changes needed.
human connection needed.
less sitting.
more doing.
more loving.
more drinking.
more experimenting. stop saying “NO” and start living…again.
life will be gone in a flash.
we can sit on a couch.
sit in a garage.
or we can FIGHT.
PLAY.
HAVE FUN.
DO.
LIVE.
WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
notanotherphony. 