The mystified dreamland of charm! Ya feels like that rush of resurrection, resuscitation. The new era dawns and beckons. Refresh the aura. Get political, expose the gossip pit. Detox the culture, undo the brainwashing techniques of self doubt mixed with displaced aggression as an outlet. Instead of breaking stuff or the law, come up with a superior argument that subsumes the law to to become law.
Could it be too high of a calling or too deep an undertaking? Just enough of both. The versions of the mass mob blob become apparent. Some have twisted parents, others lack of parents. The culture hasn't been a good parent, hasn't been a good absence of a parent either. What's good!? Societal norms are at horrific highs.
Still a point of outrage must be made and maintained to counter for life at stake! So force becomes necessary in relevant situations I think. In places that are already aggressive, excessive. Paranoid society relies on brute force power of intimidation, beat their own show of force with a superior narrative. Expose the exaggeration inherent in any stigmatization. The mirror mirage of economic inflation. Stop Scapegoated defamation of the deemed poor, inhumane arguments get cast away in the fire while the true humane nature ones are cast to solid light.
The right kinda mood to brood over at least. A place for valid arguments could be arranged. Create culture artifacts that have something to say. Even if I ever think I had a bad day I can look anywhere to feel I have it damn great in some important ways. No need to try to save face, if I remember humane grace.
So yea, I just wrote out these words not worried or thinking about what I'm saying. It is interesting to read over them to almost read my own mind. Looks like I want to be upbeat somewhat. Remembering to have fun with whatever I'm involved in, even if it's serious. To make light if possible.
