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  • Sceaming Inanity
    JP
    14 Jul 2003

    I sit here in my darkened room, the smell of my roommate's cologne hangs in the air like death, moody music blaring, wondering why in the hell I am here. What am I to do with my life? Should I just complacently go through my life as the status quo? Well, that's what we are all here for isn't it? We all have the same choices, go get a job, join the military or go to college. We all chose college. Some of us were expected to do so. What are we doing here? I tell you what we are here to do. We are here to atrophy. We atrophy until our old selves die away and we shape ourselves anew. We discover ourselves, test our limits, find out who we really are and what that voice inside your head really sounds like. Blah blah blah.
    Here's what I think about the status quo. The status quo is bullshit. It's there for people who care not to brave the new frontiers. The status quo is a cage that cannot be broken by normal bounds. You may think I'm talking about breaking this mold through individualism, well, that's part of the scheme. Here's what I propose to kill the strangling status quo. And that simply is: go wild. Not as in go and screw everything on two legs or drink until you need a new liver, I'm saying go wild in spirit and in mental bounds. Say what you think, think what you say. Write a song or a sonnet or rap about your excitement over anything you wish. Scream, shout, love, dream. If it's one thing on this campus I would like to see more of is dreaming.
    What did you want to be when you grew up? We all had our answers way back when. He wanted to be a fireman, she wanted to be president, me, I wanted to be a ninja turtle. And to an extent I still do. Now, people are so busy with trying to keep up with the status quo by writing papers and pleasing someone else to get a fucking letter on a piece of paper saying that their good enough. That's what erks me most about the status quo. The feeling I have to prove myself to this hypocritical, disapproving society.
    The passion we as human beings have has flown out of the window. For instance, this past Valentines day was a travesty. All I saw were petty attempts at shows of affection. From the "classic" long stem roses to those horrible fucking tacky contraptions of the teddy bear inside the big balloon with confetti. What happened to passion? Hell, if you are in love with someone enough to risk demerits and worse, why do something so fucking luke-warm? Why not write a song or a sonnet? Or jump up on a table in public and declare your undying devotion? Sounds a little too much? That's what should be done. I guarantee that your loved one would still love you if you went off the wall sometimes with the affection, instead of spending ten bucks of your love and devotion at Wal-Mart for some cheap trinket.
    So you say that college is just temporary, and that the love and relationships here aren't worth it. Who gives a damn about what would come about it, live for the moment. To coin a corney, but effective phrase, 'CARPE DIEM'! Life is too fucking short to worry if it's going to pan out or not. Live for the moment, find that one person who makes you feel like there are fire works inside you and makes the world stand still when they're near and just go with it. It is ten times better than looking back at the "what-ifs".
    All one really needs is to have a thirst for Truth, Beauty, Freedom and Love. Yes, I know I sound like a movie catch phrase but it is true. All you need is love. Well, that and a Swiss bank account with ten million dollars in unmarked bills, but love comes first. Why do we need a thirst for these four simple pillars? Well, I don't know about you but I'm sick of seeing just how sick and demented humankind can stoop to. I see it as a way combating the filth. A new revolution that can start with this school. Why not? One voice coupled by another makes the message stronger. That's what we're here for right, to change the world? Let's start early. Give a lending hand, teach tolerance and understanding. Do something other than the status quo.
    So, now if you've read this far your probably saying, "well Mr. know it all, what makes you the spokesman to tell us all this?" Well, nothing does, I wrote this because I could. Because I'm tired of nothing being outside my dorm room door besides my name and someone's idea of a stupid joke. I'm tired of sitting in the dining hall at a huge table all by myself and no one coming over to talk and fellowship, reasons unbeownest to me, and looking for another table just because they don't know me. I'm tired of everyone forcing his or her religion down each other's throats. I'm sick of RA's telling me to turn my music down. I'm sick and tired of feeling lower than shit because I can't solve a math problem, or this or that. I'm sick of the past, and all of history, sick of the present, tired of worrying about what other people think, fuck them, I've got enough problems of my own.
    I, as of now, am going to be a one man army, doing my damnedest to fight the status quo, to break the bounds of what we are told to do. I implore you to join my ranks. In the grand scheme of things we are just babes lead by the arm, but I will be a babe who walks on my own and shit in my diaper because it feels so good. I will be the one not to conform or let others' insults blemish my skin. I will fight tooth and nail to achieve my dreams and not settle for bullshit. I will become a livewire, charging the existence of everyone I meet, leaving behind an imprint so deep no one will forget me. Join me, fight with me. Love for love's worth, scream for truth and freedom, deny mediocrity, follow your dreams. Tattoo the sidewalks with your chalky dreams and fears. Go with me, or get the hell out of my way!

    Wrote this my second semseter of Freshman year right after I had written a fifty five page thesis over King Lear.I posted it outside my door and got a few good responses.