To draw from life
To draw from memory
To produce some clever idea
Only to be consumed and forgotten
To set up a payment plan with low financing
So that we can appear to own everything that we do not
What would our economy be like if we had not set up all of our little number tricks?
What would our community be like if we did not work so hard to be so selfishly alone?
The fear of confronting truth governs so many of our actions
We all see things
We can feel certain subtle changes
We know the reaction and response that the eyes reveal
Are we simply afraid of seeing our own reflection in someone elses eyes?
Why does it make us want to run away, hang up the phone or deny it completely?
There is a constant battle between
What we know we should do
and
What we feel like doing
Most of the time we know the difference
But the line between is never clearly defined
And sometimes the weight of actually knowing becomes such a burden
that we will do anything to avoid carrying it
So we use this uncertainty to our advantage
And claim that we can not see
unless,
we feel like it
Abbie Says:
December 6th, 2005 at 9:29 amVisit Abbie
We feel it… and we know that what we feel is right.
Doesn’t this mean that it is what we we should do?
Or is what ‘we should do’ what society says is acceptable?
It is more acceptable to have debts of
$40K in Student loans PLUS
$1M in a morgage PLUS
$20K on Credit Cards
AS LONG AS
you pay the minium balance each month…
then it is to
…. owe your buddy $500…
and your mom $50…
Why is this?
Because if you have $1.6M in debt on Credit, you’ve earned it! You have proven to society that you can manage your money and you are good for it.
To your friends, you appear to have everything under control. When you borrow from your friends, word gets out that your broke… ce n’est pas bon!
Stick with the credit cards… it will get you further
… into debt. And considering that the Saudi’s own half of America’s Credit Card companies, the more in debt Americans become, the more reason we have to wage war on the Middle East…
I must stop now…
Phil Says:
December 6th, 2005 at 5:09 pmVisit Phil
i fear myself i fear my capability i fear my non-conformity i fear that i will grow old i fear that i will not i fear that i will die and have done nothing in the mean time i fear change, but i also fear that the world will not change i fear being alone forever i fear being attatched to someone forever i fear this life i fear intelligence i fear ignorance i fear the light for it showcases my fears i fear the dark for it is my favorite fear i fear money because it corrupts i fear my corruption because it is human nature i fear my human nature because i see its impact on the world every day i fear one day i will not be able to fear for without the contrast of fear we would never know security i am no longer afraid to be afraid i have stepped out from under the unbrella that once sheilded my life so completly only to find that the sun is out and it has stopped raining.
on the subject of credit i can tell you with a precise certainty that there is no finer feeling than waking up in the morning every morning and knowing you are in debt. knowing that you were a good little consumer soldier and produced a bottomless pit of eternal structured payment plans, a fine regiment of the monthly minimum, 0% APR for six whole monthes while your balance grows steadily for the rest of your life. knowing that the massive ammount of interest paid over your insignificantlifetime goes to the worthy cause of making the rich richer. but do not get disheartened for those of you down-trodden. there is a convinient way for you to shirk your responcibilities! God Bless America you can always declare bankrupcy! i am in debt and i don’t even know what i bought. that doesn’t matter though for you see i’ve done my civic duty. have you?
obviously that last paragraph was a sarcastic rant but when you think about it, as our debt grows we are all reduced to becoming the monthly minimum. we were our shackles proudly, even boastfully, as we drive alone in our overpriced SUVs that will carry nine people. we live in extravagant townhomes made of the cheapest building materials so that the walls are paper thin and we can hear about all of the jones’ infidelities. this is not a life. it is a mockery. end rant.