Can’t you Hear it?

It’s so loud, and sharp.  How can you not hear it?  Like an unnatural wail that forcefully echoes inside you while hundreds of mental needles stab away in unison, in succession.

It’s so insane, yet only an echo of the pain out there that reaches here.  Yet no one does anything. Is it really so easy to ignore?  Does no one else hearfeelsee it?

I suppose this is what happens to empaths during times like this.  The whole world ready to either go up in smoke or smooth away into something like paradise; a precipice of seeming chaos. I t’s so horrible, yet no one else I know seems to care or realize, making it all the harder to convey the need that I feel to do something.

Somehow, people just pass by, as if nothing is wrong.  A world with so much foolishness spread so equally, yet just as much wisdom spread among so few.  I wish the rest would listen. But wishes mean nothing without effort; so how to make them listen?  If only I could mind meld, that would have been the most amazing thing I could’ve ever shared with anybody.  Shame that’s all in the realm of fantasy.

To another day, hearing the world scream and watching people walk away. To another day, watching the lights flit about with no increasing rates of progress. Perhaps they’ll all leave; I will go with them. Why else would I stay here?

Hmm… there goes my rambling.  But my point, buried under all of that, is that life sucks but the world won’t listen to those doing something to change that.  No one can keep trying forever; everything has a limit.  When that limit is reached, I’m leaving for greener pastures and leaving the rest to their ignorance.

“Never doubt that a small group of thoughful, committed, citizens can change the world.  Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”  -Margaret Mead

It’s a shame that nobody seems to be listening.

Coup d’Etat? Hardly; too blind

I have come to realize that a lot of adventure/action films for kids have a theme of coup d’etat. Granted, the bad guy in charge is pretty bad, but lines are not so clear cut in life. It makes me wonder, since I live in the US – pro-democracy and anti-socialist among other dichotomies, whether or not revolution is encouraged or not. I suppose it is illustrated to mean that under oppression, we should stand up for ourselves; that when those in charge are failing, we step in and set things right.

I like to think of movies like Robots as having good family-movie value, but that idea of staging a coup for the betterment of all – it sounds like the Socialist Revolutions of the early 20th century. I understand the need for equality, I really do. I would love to have that system; Utopian and community-minded. But this nags at me, since I live in what is most definitely an anti-socialist country, and a fairly radical one when it comes to the blend of conservatives and liberals in the government house. It nags at me because this county was founded in a revolution, and has grown and stayed influential through constant internal revolution.

This is true. That is historical fact. But the point, ladies and gentlemen, is that history and ideology has slipped from the minds of the public in this country. People who don’t even understand something as simply yet profound as the national flag. Perhaps not in detail, but I do believe not understanding the point of the flag design is a great shame, to the country and the individual. WE take pride in ourselves, yet we don’t even know what we’re proud of.

It makes me wonder… the wealth of ideas and influences are everywhere, yet nothing but finger pointing – sometimes in the wrong way, I might add – has been done. Perhaps there is a reason why intellectuals seclude themselves.