Contemplations
Oct. 9th, 2006 02:03 pmIn my last entry I placed in two questions to contemplate... and the results were rather disturbing.
I have freedom of speech, but I lack freedom of thought. I literally think the way that someone else wants me to. I am a victim of the spin-doctoring that takes place in the world - and Freedom of Thought is not one of our rights. Don't you dare exercise it, or you might not like where you end up.
I've been programmed to solve problems. Most problems don't operate with a distinct life/death or good/evil connotation, but the moment I step into political arenas, it goes BOOM. I look at the problems facing our country, our world, and whatnot, from a perspective partially based on my own experiences as well as the experiences of others. Then I formulate a plan to solve the problem, without regard to my own life or limb... and now this.
They would never go after me personally. They know I don't care much about my own life - they've driven me twice to the point of suicide. They'd go after those I care about - family and friends. That's where I stop, and get depressed, because for all the talking I do, I'm paralyzed by fear at this point. I'm depressed because I am not meeting the obligations I said that I'd meet - that I'd step up and fight the good fight. This train of thought is the fastest way for me to die.
So, I am leaving this train of thought, with only one thing I leave as a warning (before I continue to work on other projects)... The crew in charge of the United States is not at bat for interests of US. They are not at bat for money alone, either, because the 160 Billion dollars in gold that was stolen from WTC before it was demolished would have satiated any monetary appetite. They are after something bigger, and they used the profits taxed from the Oil Industry (and would keep the prices going up - I have reason to believe that someone stepped up and stopped them), and who knows what other profit centers to achieve their objective. What their motive is, I don't know, and I'm not going to look into the Abyss again to find out.
I'm returning to the world of music, where my mind can excercise freedom of thought, where I normally am a peace-loving hippie. Screw politics sideways.
I have freedom of speech, but I lack freedom of thought. I literally think the way that someone else wants me to. I am a victim of the spin-doctoring that takes place in the world - and Freedom of Thought is not one of our rights. Don't you dare exercise it, or you might not like where you end up.
I've been programmed to solve problems. Most problems don't operate with a distinct life/death or good/evil connotation, but the moment I step into political arenas, it goes BOOM. I look at the problems facing our country, our world, and whatnot, from a perspective partially based on my own experiences as well as the experiences of others. Then I formulate a plan to solve the problem, without regard to my own life or limb... and now this.
They would never go after me personally. They know I don't care much about my own life - they've driven me twice to the point of suicide. They'd go after those I care about - family and friends. That's where I stop, and get depressed, because for all the talking I do, I'm paralyzed by fear at this point. I'm depressed because I am not meeting the obligations I said that I'd meet - that I'd step up and fight the good fight. This train of thought is the fastest way for me to die.
So, I am leaving this train of thought, with only one thing I leave as a warning (before I continue to work on other projects)... The crew in charge of the United States is not at bat for interests of US. They are not at bat for money alone, either, because the 160 Billion dollars in gold that was stolen from WTC before it was demolished would have satiated any monetary appetite. They are after something bigger, and they used the profits taxed from the Oil Industry (and would keep the prices going up - I have reason to believe that someone stepped up and stopped them), and who knows what other profit centers to achieve their objective. What their motive is, I don't know, and I'm not going to look into the Abyss again to find out.
I'm returning to the world of music, where my mind can excercise freedom of thought, where I normally am a peace-loving hippie. Screw politics sideways.