It strikes me that throughout history, recessions and times of hardship or grey tones or war usually inspire or give birth to free thinkers..and colour.
At times of darkness there seems to be a certain amount of propaganda and control by the media, its when were vulnerable and easily manipulated by the government or something more sinister than the government, the puppeteers, the unfaced string pullers behind the curtains of our countries.
Its a time when people feel weak , when finances are drained and everyones scared shitless of checking their latest balance....incase they fall over, flat against the pavement, in the gutter, looking up at the stars, the z-list stars.
But throughout history, times like these have been a boiling pot for people who refuse to let the constant negativity contain them, they instead took inspiration from it and created.
Were in the middle of something that i cant understand, many are confused, some are scared, most are oblivious but unlike before theres noone talking about it, noone filtering the shit and turning it into something that makes sense, whether it be a song, a story, a painting or a friggin poem.
It seems like people arent seeing the big picture, infact theyre not seeing a picture at all, theyre just seeing The only way is Essex on their 60inch Plasma tv after a long day at work in an office that would make hell look appealling, working for a boss that would make the devil turn to god. Is there any wonder this country's got binge drinking issues, its due to escapism, people used to drink to remember, now they drink to forget. Anything to numb the pain and the dread that monday morning brings and the whole week begins again.
Advertisements, tv shows, papers, magazines, films...all showing us a a way of life we will never aquire, perfect hair, perfect weight, perfect houses and cars and teeth and children and sofas and skin and abs and tits and toes and tiny little fucking waists....constantly on a reel 24/7, on billboards on walls on busses on news stands pasted all over the place, screaming out to us YOU COULD HAVE THIS.
All this has to have an effect on our nation, we must be aspiring to it, it has to be changing how we are, how we look at ourselves, how we communicate and how we treat eachother. Imagine a world without all the above, where this impossible idea of perfection doesnt exist, where its ok to be YOU.
The thing is noone seems to give a fuck.
People should be getting inspired but were turning into drones.
Free thinkers have had their balls cut off but its time to grow a new pair! those ideas you have, the ones you think are a waste of time, the passing thought that made you smile, the invention you created on your lunchbreak at work, the notes youve jotted for that book you wanna write, the jokes you wanna tell, the paints you bought, the dress you designed...all these things that you dismiss because it feels out of reach, do the fucking lot of it! ideas are a friggin sweet thing but theyre nothing without the confidence to turn them into actions, thoughts are seeds but actions are full grown, proud Oak trees.
GET ON IT YOU HERBERTS
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