Something that might not be posted

If life was easy compassion would be a weakness and self-indulgence would be glorified. In the commercial amusement park of America the blind and rosy eyed seek freedom in the form of burgers and fries, super sizing whenever available. In the West, humanity is something not to be spoken of. Flaw is non-existent and anyone who says otherwise is immediately ostracized for failing to meet the unspoken criteria established by the collective.

Hidden messages unconsciously bombard your perception flaunting your insecurities upfront while promising a saturated egomaniacal heaven where every girl wants to fuck you and every guy wants to be you. You intellectually chase a circular path looking for the enemy blaming Glenn Beck, the government, the illuminati, the occult, the church, the koran, white people, black people, society, the disciplinary limitations of linear society and closed minded, soulless egos.

The second you lift the veil and dissociate from the situation you find there never was anyone in charge. No "they", no other, no enemy to be found. Its just as Robert Anton Wilson says,"you are as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you." should be taken as literally as possible. it just requires an active imagination to envision the transcendental self imo.

but then again I listen to slipknot a good amount so i really have no fucking clue what im talking about. criticizing the world is easy, looking in the mirror isn't. if that makes any sense.

to sum up this whole post (in the form of an entirely new one): I saw a homeless man yesterday selling stale fly covered bananas with a large grin on his face sort of laughing as he encouraged people to buy one. Thinking about it, he didn't pick a very good place to set up shop considering anyone could have walked inside the stores he was sitting in front of and bought a bunch of really nice fresh bananas. That seems to be a common problem here. I also see a lot of food venders selling near massive garbage piles. Two scoops of baskin robbins ice cream in india is the equivalent to a 25 minute rickshaw ride.

I saw a woman and a half clothed child picking through the garbage piles for food.

if any of this made sense to you. I'm impressed. because ive managed to competely confuse myself in the process of writing this and have no idea what im talking about. If i had a original purpose for this post it was lost a long time ago. shrug.