Twenty one and I'm only beginning to realise how spirituality and religion are two concepts that are not as intertwined as I previously thought them to be- a shallow understanding which is barely the tip of the iceberg.
And it got me thinking about everything else in life I might have misunderstood. All these contradictions, threats to our values and having to make choices that don't serve the whole of us, are they just phases of confusion that wear off as you grow older? And when that happens is it even a good thing? Or does it just mean we have officially programmed ourselves into this system of a dumbed down domesticated generation? We're taught to be slaves to the system, yet brainwashed enough to think that this is the ideal life. Is it though, or it is just a life with every detail curated to live up to expectations people have of you?
Advertisements telling us what to buy, what we need to 'complete' our lives as if they're not just euphemisms for 'let us bleed you dry for our sake because you'll never suffice- not until you have this!'
Identities and personalities diluted to watered-down nothingness because social media has got you thinking, acting, behaving like everyone else.
Purposes shifted, potentials falling short because we're far too distracted by every other superficial thing that we're losing who we are in the first place.
So you walk the streets and you imagine bumping shoulders with intellectually sophisticated people with respected ideals, money in the bank and all that jazz with empty hearts and dead eyes, what are they missing?
The vulture flies high, but what does it feed on? Where does it land?
