Together

I'm adding something new to the mixture
So there's a different hue to the picture.
A different ending to this fairytale
And no sunset into which we sail.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Against consumerism

Amazing how many things we need to live. Build bigger malls. Higher. Better. Longer. Wider. More. As if we had not enough. Let it reach the heavens if it will. Ipods fill landfills. The new 'plastic bags'. Black. white. blue. red. How many do we need? Long. Short. Fashionable. Shiny. This shape and that. Varieties. Creativity in abundance. Forget the books and the art. Make them your gods. Deck them everywhere. At home. Outside. In the skies. In the earth. Look pretty. Look good. Get praises. What do you achieve? Walk the malls now. Squeeze in between the crowds. Frantic search for something new, something cool. All scream in one hellish voice. All looking for that one rose. Get it, and be king. The glory is upon you now. Will not to want the same. Forget all these stones. They are nothing. They rot. They excite, but then disappoint. The stairway looks magnificent. But they are full of holes. So demolish these demons. Go back to nature. A hundred years before. Books. Art. Paintings. Varieties minus the abundance.