Abandoned

The only commodity in this life worth anything, whatsoever, is personal integrity; and that can't be bought, reassigned, embellished, or traded. Definitions of equality, privilege, social distinction, and/or opportunity are being projectile vomited into the cash-filled cavities of corporate porcelain thrones. And it spills over into our cities, communities, groups, PTAs, and the like, eroding individuals, values, families, and most of all - character.

It is a self-serving sewage spewed into our world on such a scale that instant gratification, social posturing, and other misguided empty definitions of worth are beguiling our youth and rotting their parents. Parents have reversed their roles to seek relevance from the younger generation rather than the converse, trading the sacred mantle of their self-respect and powerful potential for standards of legacy,in exchange for tickets to a life-long tango with depression and worthlessness. Ergo: apathy.

There is a fundamental morality missing; and I'm not speaking of the religious kind. Morality, of itself, is a code of unimpeachable ethics. The end. It is a state of being so important that to allow its definition and presence to become slandered by the spineless and self-serving, is to gravely and helplessly observe that the degeneration of our current society is swirling together down a stench-filled single pipe towards nihilism and depravity. There is no excuse for this. There are no parameters to this. It is toxicity in totality.

This world is being seduced into homogeneity; it is being bombarded by a kind of reprehensible dogma that is continually and premeditatively deceiving cultures across the board by its unctuous and clever complicity.

Newsflash: The term "progressive" should not condone violence, division, invite strife, wage war, incite greed, or conspire to corrode conscience and personal consequence. It is far more progressive to maintain the rights to our individual behaviors then to disinherit the wisdom of the ages - Aristotle, Plato, Socrates.

Empires fall: Rome never thought her robes would tatter. Likewise, we either believe in rooted conviction, or we are as those with "weak chins", easily kowtowed and lured by the next cheap luxury and the disingenuous gluttony presented upon platters of trending waste, garnished with misery and cyclically replaced with the next and the next and the next course of faceless, nameless "newest" important fare.

RISE UP.

Recognize.

And then stand together.

Living Joy - This Carman Girl