Something Made Me Feel Inspired Today

Over half a century later and this is still so very relevant to what is going on today. I fear that our mistakes have continued to repeat themselves as we shut our ears to the truth that refuses to be heard and somehow we have found ourselves tolerant to the ways things are, and forgetting the way that things should be.

I would like to hope that soon, enough will be enough so that we can all come together and make the changes we wish to see in our world.

It is nice to be comfortable, but to thrive in life is fulfilling and wonderful.

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I Have A Dream

1325745494320  Today our society is governed by something far stronger than any man or beast.  It shapes our bodies and beliefs.  This colossal force my friends, is the undeniable voice of the media.

Everywhere we look, she is there, whispering in our ears.  Telling us how we should look, how we should act, and how we should live.  She force-feeds our brains and programs our souls in the guise of a smiling infant.

The media is not a new kid on the block, but rather an old tormented spirit who refuses to rest.  We must bond together with our crucifixes and our holy water to exercise society of this demon.

Every single day for generations now, people have taken great measures to “look good”.  Women dress up in chemicals for this image.  Men take body-altering drugs for this image.  We are killing ourselves for this image, and we are never satisfied.

We are never satisfied with our skin.  We are never satisfied with our weight.  We are never satisfied with our breasts.  We are never satisfied with our muscles.  We are never satisfied.

We are never satisfied with our belongings.  We are never satisfied  with our jobs.  We are never satisfied with our home, our friends, and our lovers.  We are never satisfied.

We are so unsatisfied that we want, want, want.  And with our wanting, we have ripped a black hole within ourselves and it must be filled.  Filled with all of those crude creations, deathly diets, and malicious men or wandering women.  However, we are still not satisfied.

The media distorts our minds like a house of mirrors.  She deforms it to the point where we don’t even know who we are anymore.  You see, we are all just an army of clones, driving through life in metal caskets on the freeway.

This is why today I come to you.  I come to you today so that I may share with you a dream; my dream.

I have a dream that one day I’ll be able to pick up a magazine and see a real girl, not some photoshopped anorexic with lying perfection.

I have a dream that women will stop running from their bodies in embarrassment, and embrace their unique, decadent beauty.

I have a dream where no one is trying to live life like a t.v show but instead flourishing in their own ideals.

I have a dream that one day everyone will feel comfortable sitting in their own skin because they will finally be able to meet a realistic status quo.

I have a dream today. ©