He asked me: “Do you think conformity (as in following certain
thought process, idea, fashion, be it scientific, social or religious) can be
considered as brain wash or thought control?”. I was baffled, I did not know
what to say, and at that point, I did not want to argue, to be frank, I just
wanted to lay back and listen to this disturbed fading image of a man.
He continued: “Media, advertisements, religious and political
institutions all bombard us unconsciously with certain images, and ideas that
makes us believe that this is the norm, this is the right, this is how should
it be, and this is what you should believe. You do not have to think anymore (and
of course not critically), just follow blindly, because they know better, and
they want the better for us. Follow the heard, or you will be shunned, and you
do not want that, it became inherited in us that we think we want to be part of
this cog, we believe we want to belong, to be liked, to strive for others acceptance.
It became difficult to just stand out, although it is your given right, oh, you
think you have rights?!!
I smiled back, this is going way far than what I have predicted, I ushered
him to continue his revolutionary, Schizophrenic leaning towards a hysteria speech.
“Everything around us is lobbied for certain agendas and we are the
mere consumers. Yes, we may have a say, sure, but our sayings and decisions are
basic and only limited to the micro levels. Even Democratic governance can be
hindered and manipulated in the name of national security “do you want the puppet
on the right or the puppet on the left”(waking life quote), it does not matter
anymore on the macro level, sure you can cause a dent, but systems are deep rooted
no only in economies, but deep inside our minds. No, this is not a conspiracy
theory, name it whatever you want: dictatorship, capitalism, authoritarian governments,
communism, money talks, labels doesn’t matter. In fact, the more labels the
better, it keeps us more baffled. And what even is a conspiracy theory? Is it
not believing the news that they feed us? Not believing what we should believe?
I do not want to be just a passive observer, a mere consumer that is being
consumed by others ‘agendas, or even by the things that I think I want and
need.”
He stepped on the ledge, smiled back to me and said: “Chaos my friend
is not a pit, it is a ladder” ah, so cheesy of him, “and I am gonna climb so
high that I will be gliding to the Happy Isles on their shattered reality” he
continued “one small change, one small jump can ripple Tsunamis”
He took a deep breath, looked up to the starry skies and jumped,
flying up high, going up and up while dancing and prancing mid-air as waves of
a huge End of Days Tsunami taking over the city before me, standing there in absolute
astonishment and non believe, I started to question myself: Am I dreaming? Is this
real? Am I mentally disturbed? What is going on? What should I do? Should I follow?
Do I want even to follow? Or do I want to stay? What do I want? Or what do I
want to be? Do I want anymore to be?
Picking me up from my trance, reading my
mind-because why not now- he shouted: “to be or not to be is not the question”,
“Open your eyes, it is not a question of existence anymore, we are plagued, can
not you see? From the day we are born, we are plagued with death, it is natural,
do not resist nature, do not worry my friend, let nature take its course, and
to do so you should embrace it and she will embrace you back. Existence is a hoax,
a slogan, a bate to control us, to tell us how should we live, but what is
living when they minimize you to bits and bytes to manage you for their interests,
I do not want that, you do not want that, no one on their sane mind want that. Come
my friend, T is not too late to find a newer world, no, let us even be gods and
make our own. Smite the walls of your imaginary reality, destroy the Idols of
the norms as nothing can hold you back except your own fears that they have
planted dearly in you. Wake up, it is time to let go of this corrupt world that
have poisoned our souls, it is time to take this leap of faith.”
I rubbed my eyes in disbelieve, he was still there enjoying his late-night
mid-air swim, his words echoed through my mind, wait, was he shouting, or I was
just hearing his voice in my head? Does, does that make mad? Am I hallucinating?
But his words sound nice, it struck me deep down in the heart, I believe him,
or I want to believe him. Should I embrace nature, or should I fight for
survival? When your faith is shaken, you should test it, and you will come out
stronger than before. I am not losing my
life I say to myself, as this is not how the world ends for sure, it is too damn
surrealistic, I am gaining a reason to live. I ran non hesitantly towards the
ledge and I jump, not looking back, not looking down, only up as I fall…
Comments
Post a Comment