Stuck in a world full of worthless, simpleminded fucks. The more I fight it, the more it seems this place has been catered to fit their needs. Is there any hope for salvation of intellect in this sea of feeble minded and weak willed conformists? A sick realization comes forth; to the next echelon of superiority, I'm nothing more than the same worthless pawns I despise. But I will not stand for this. The mold of complacence, moral decay and apathy can be broken by a single stone. Who will throw that stone? Who is ready to stand up for what they believe in and make a difference? Am I the only one who longs for a more meaningful existence?
Nostalgia literally translates from Greek to mean "pain for one's past". Is the pain we feel because our past is truly better than the reality we currently face, or is it a longing for the blissful ignorance that led us to believe it so? Should not that knowledge bring forth a better tomorrow? Or have we all become so self absorbed that our ears be deaf and our eyes blind to the agony of this travesty we call the land of the free?