The dilemma of modern culture as viewed from the bottom up seems to infer that the best and the brightest of the pack are predators. Personally, I would prefer that this was not so. Yet the continuum of life inures debt and debt whether it be to an individual or an institution that ultimately is own by a group of individuals the result is generally the same. Non-stop effort to keep ahead of the payments due. The false goddess of status is a she goat that preys upon the human emotions in such a way as to pervert them. Youth is characterized by a desire to become independent through experiencing all their elders forbid but seems hopelessly trapped by. The official social messaging delivering admonishment publicly but fostering industries that handicap and eventually destroy the occupants that are bundled within. Everything is given a price tag and accorded the status of owned or uninhabitable. Power to direct this is agenda is garnered by a small hegemony whose only virtue seems that they are adept at keeping the age old system running through various deceptions that run along the lines of fostering nationalism, communism or guaranteed acceptance into a magical hereafter. The basic instruction set of indoctrination is hammered home throughout existence until age, experience and wisdom gleaned from frustration of never achieving much inevitably lead to dissatisfaction. By that point age and growing infirmity come as a result of enduring this assemblage of cyclical abstractions have taken their toll and most have been drained of vitality and any purpose beyond surviving the marginal status that this predatory society now affords them. The ultimate reward for the true believers among them is an institutional euthanizing under the guise of healthcare. The entire sequence driven by a pantomime of succession of one generation growing up to bury the previous generation by virtue of the excuse of constant dissatisfaction with their own life circumstance. Progress measured in ravening a rival group and harnessing the largest number of them possible to labor on the behalf of the fewest most dominant individuals of the overbearing segment of society. In the case of this present time the greater mass of humankind lives naked amidst a shop floor being constantly harangued by pitches to buy something. There seems to be no ultimate escape! Thus though the enchantment of a dangling carrot ever just out of reach may attempt to pursued otherwise we are all children surreptitiously beaten by the lash.
Children Of The Lash