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Trailer of the day - Premium Rush
Check it! LOVE joseph.... what a fine male specimen, lol. not to mention brilliant actor, lol
http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi2321521689/
Monday, September 19, 2011
Society's Problems
I wrote this on a Sunday, fall semester of my freshman year at the UW - Madison when I was depressed as fuck.
This is what came out.
Society is an interesting thing. You’re required to fit a given mold, to become something or someone that has purpose and knows what’s right and what’s wrong. This is completely lost on people that don’t. The people that don’t fit this mold and who are drowning in the oppression that no one will identify; the oppression that no one will recognize and address. I wanted to fit that mold, to find myself and be happy. Be happy with who I am, what I’ve become, and what I’ve accomplished. But I’m not. My greatest fear in life is that I’ll end up alone. At the end of the day I’m afraid I won’t have that one person I love unconditionally and loves me back. The one person I can tell anything to and won’t judge or ridicule me. Someone who, when they tell me everything is going to be all right, I believe it. I’m afraid I’ll never wake up and see the face of that person who completes me; the person that fits into my life like a well-worn pair of chucks.
I feel that it’s harder to meet this person in our society. Fear of the unknown is such a problem it threatens to overwhelm and even destroy us. People can’t stand change and even if they don’t mind it or they tolerate it, they’ll never understand, and you’ll always be what you were trying so hard to avoid - different. People can never understand someone who doesn’t fit this mold. They’ll react in ways that cause crippling pain. The stress of all of this is so strong that it can consume a person to the point that they don’t even know themselves when they find it. The only thing that person will see when they look in the mirror is that same old mold. They’ll only ever see what society has pressed upon them. Knowing this can destroy you from the inside out; make you think there’s no point to life. Where’s any of this going? If I don’t fit a mold, what will become of me? Isn’t solitude inevitability? Even if we do find that person we can talk to, won’t we just push them away so that we’re alone again? How can we prevent that from happening? I’d like to believe that when I find that person I’ll hold on for dear life and never let go, but then again, being FUCKED makes everything that much more difficult. Now, I’ve been told with certainty that there’s a person out there for everyone, maybe even more than one, but I’ve been told you will find that person in your lifetime and right now I’m just too “young” and don’t “understand”.
But I can’t help but think at what point does it stop? At what point does the FAKE happiness end and the REAL happiness begin? Society makes it SO difficult to be different. You can only find happiness by deserting everything you used to know and believe; everything that you were taught and heard growing up. All of this has to be discarded to make way for what our lives really are – the people who are FUCKED up and SCREWED up to the point of not knowing WHO they are. In order to figure that out we have to let go of ALL we know. But once we know who and what we are there’s NO going back. This is EPICALLY difficult so, yet again, the vicious cycle of society continues and we’re trapped with no way out and no way to make a real difference. We’re trapped with the lives that society deems UNFITTING and causes those we love to lose faith and fight with what they believe. We’re FORCED to live an unscheduled life knowing the whole ride is a complete JOKE. Our fucked-up-ness runs so strong that we have our OWN society. This is an AMAZING society filled with the care-free-ness of people who’ve newly discovered the other side. But this new society has its DANGERS; ones that people like us are drawn to. So in the end there’s nothing left for us but a whole new level of SHIT that’s been FUCKED UP. We dig ourselves a hole SO deep we don’t know which way is up and we’re left thinking all of this; DOOMED to be SO scared of the future that the future isn’t worth living for. All those what if questions don’t faze you and all that you see is what can’t be seen by anyone else.
Feeling forever lost until our life is complete in the arms of another.
I feel that it’s harder to meet this person in our society. Fear of the unknown is such a problem it threatens to overwhelm and even destroy us. People can’t stand change and even if they don’t mind it or they tolerate it, they’ll never understand, and you’ll always be what you were trying so hard to avoid - different. People can never understand someone who doesn’t fit this mold. They’ll react in ways that cause crippling pain. The stress of all of this is so strong that it can consume a person to the point that they don’t even know themselves when they find it. The only thing that person will see when they look in the mirror is that same old mold. They’ll only ever see what society has pressed upon them. Knowing this can destroy you from the inside out; make you think there’s no point to life. Where’s any of this going? If I don’t fit a mold, what will become of me? Isn’t solitude inevitability? Even if we do find that person we can talk to, won’t we just push them away so that we’re alone again? How can we prevent that from happening? I’d like to believe that when I find that person I’ll hold on for dear life and never let go, but then again, being FUCKED makes everything that much more difficult. Now, I’ve been told with certainty that there’s a person out there for everyone, maybe even more than one, but I’ve been told you will find that person in your lifetime and right now I’m just too “young” and don’t “understand”.
But I can’t help but think at what point does it stop? At what point does the FAKE happiness end and the REAL happiness begin? Society makes it SO difficult to be different. You can only find happiness by deserting everything you used to know and believe; everything that you were taught and heard growing up. All of this has to be discarded to make way for what our lives really are – the people who are FUCKED up and SCREWED up to the point of not knowing WHO they are. In order to figure that out we have to let go of ALL we know. But once we know who and what we are there’s NO going back. This is EPICALLY difficult so, yet again, the vicious cycle of society continues and we’re trapped with no way out and no way to make a real difference. We’re trapped with the lives that society deems UNFITTING and causes those we love to lose faith and fight with what they believe. We’re FORCED to live an unscheduled life knowing the whole ride is a complete JOKE. Our fucked-up-ness runs so strong that we have our OWN society. This is an AMAZING society filled with the care-free-ness of people who’ve newly discovered the other side. But this new society has its DANGERS; ones that people like us are drawn to. So in the end there’s nothing left for us but a whole new level of SHIT that’s been FUCKED UP. We dig ourselves a hole SO deep we don’t know which way is up and we’re left thinking all of this; DOOMED to be SO scared of the future that the future isn’t worth living for. All those what if questions don’t faze you and all that you see is what can’t be seen by anyone else.
Feeling forever lost until our life is complete in the arms of another.
But then again, we get something that everyone else doesn’t…
Luke J Holifield
Fall 2007
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