For my Wise and Generous Parents, to creatures of the Blue Planet:
ach - everyone, all, tous, chacun, cada uno - live their own private reality
Lives lost in theatre -
Portraying all roles but one:
Never playing me.
Ten children are born each four seconds. Nearly 6391 millions struggle for food and shelter - and sanity, and meaning.
A sanity protected by some ‘world view’ - a personal model of existence constructed in childhood - carries your fragile ’selves’ safely through a forest of psychological traumas and horrors to the grave.
Each in their own way.
Intellectuals hide in academia and science, nobly, altruistically, pursuing poorly-paid pastimes.
Perceptives master the media and arts, preparing, then proffering, visual phantasms or aural opiates to replace or enhance religious and chemical rivals.
Agile alphas parade physical prowess endlessly in and on this "media."
The sensitive - alone, calamitously and bravely confront madness as (emotional, intellectual, or idiot) savant to espy the world as raw unstitched data.
The ordinary, those great masses of walking working dead, recoil from instinctive grasp of terror inherent in living - and bury the revelation in repetitive toil and relentless diversion.
Finally imbeciles, social or moral, oil and fuel to those evil twins of commerce and crime, leashing cynical henchmen of political and financial monocrat. These souls question plight of neither victim nor planet, unable to confront the gaping void of their inconsolably lonely, tormented childhoods.
At the top of the social food chain, generic to all known civilizations through time, but rampant on this windy misty green globe, reside the "rich and powerful".
At first glance, seemingly without childhood constructs, they appear to have skipped infancy, conceived fully mature, doing deals from the womb!
Bemused by the inefficacy of education, these irascible future barons of commerce stride the schoolyard impatient for their first buck, while fledgling politicians innately coddle the student horde, seeing pupilage a mere stage to practice dominance before easing naturally into the mutually exclusive manipulation of the people for the people.
Though the die is cast early, it is astonishing to watch the corruption of the powerful as they strike alliances with the devil at, so often, such tender age.
