Turn off the TV

Waking up this morning, I have no idea how to start writing something...three dots?! Inspiration? I don`t need no freakin` inspiration! Well, maybe listening to Das Boot by the obscure German act U-96. Not sure if that counts as an inspiration.

We're all in the same shit, for starters. Although I adore the lobotomy as a great achievement of the human race I have to be a little serious. Yes, we are in the same sauce, suffering from the same pains, we are all on the sinking ship that the rats left a long time ago. We can deceive ourselves to the point of infantility, but in the end we know that we are just cogs in the ritual of the big Capital, which, by its necrophilic nature, tramples on the humanity that evolution endowed upon us, with which nature gifts us daily and we, like lobotomized monkeys, ignore it because it is - for free!

So we work like idiots all day to buy the same thing?

Stuck in bot-level relationships with a consciousness that would put termites to shame, we celebrate the death of humanity with the rapture of the righteous. Righteous of the kind that makes me sick, all those who have convinced us that what is free must be bought, what we already have we must acquire, and what we are aware of, we must find out on television or to to be regurgitated in schools. All of those nine-to-five Joe`s & Jane`s.

We are all an army of prejudged losers, deprived of any alternative that would lead us to the unequivocal conclusion of how screwed up our minds are and what monumental idiots we are. Never wonder why things don't pick up from a standstill.

The blind spot is all of us.

A great legion of morons who work their whole lives for the interests of worthless pigs that we will never meet and see what kind of shit they are.

And those people who are downloaded upon us as examples and role models are the same ones who are not worth even half a verse of  some strange band such as Azra or God forbid, Don McLean! Not that it's not scary. To see that there is no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, that we have been running in the wrong direction and that life has been spent searching for the elixir of shopping at the next megamarket. And we exchanged everything that was free and the most valuable, for useless trifles, toys for grown-up children and similar rubbish.

At least the macro economic parameters are fine. Aren`t they?

For the last time please turn the TV off until it's not too late.

Put down the smartphone for a while.

And if it is too late, i don`t give a damn really. Just enjoy yourselves.

Being a coward I`ll just switch the channel and watch something else.

(Roger Mortis 010)