Monday, December 10, 2001

I'm once again listening to At the Drive-In and something about their music breaks me away from the blinders I find myself wearing and suddenly I'm once again aware of the pain and injustice that is so prevalent in the world. It enrages me and makes me sick to my stomach that I can be like so many others and sit idly while human lives are desecrated by capitalists and despots. It's times like these that I feel that perhaps my only way of finding purpose in my life would be to work towards ensuring that other people can have the opportunity to find purpose in theirs.

Sometimes I feel there is no "right" way of doing things, only perspectives....that change. Conscience is built upon mistaken understanding.

Sometimes I feel that the entire human race really is a parasite, looking for the next thing to feed on and make itself grow, willing to eat part of itself if it is in the way.

It's scary, cos I'm not apart from it.

Perhaps I need a change of music...