brother in thumbs, what is the meaning of 'thumbs down' living to you?
Thumbs down is a reaction to the reality--this, the age of crumbs--that I exist within. Honestly don't understand how any intelligent person can live in america right now without feeling an insurmountable disgust towards what our culture has leveled to. We're ruled by corporations, pharmaceutical companies, war mongering government, militarized police and chemical representations of food once meaningful.
People don't give a shit about anything except looking cool, obtaining the latest gadget, ejaculating money or pandering for binary value. Genuine individuality is near extinction but there's 400 television channels blasting marketing campaigns, and, oh yeah, $45 nirvana shirts at urban outfitters! Communities are being built around malls. Music is just background noise for drugs and acts of promiscuity with at least 30 of your 'best friends'. Language is meaningless thanks to subversive marketing and reality tv. Everybody is addicted to the availability of convenience but lack any critical thinking skills to fathom what comes before or after what that convenience provides. Men/women shave their fucking scrotum/pelvis because porn is somehow real... It would be easier to list all the shit not completely embarrassing/doomed about our society.
It's a common ideology to think anything negative is inherently wrong/bad--which is insane. Like, a dissenting voice is held in less esteem than the fucked up shit its criticizing simply because of the fragility of man's ego. In other words, it's better to whisper the lie than admit fault/failure.
I don't believe i'm a negative person, at all. Really, I'm a mirror. You won't see me being grumpy or hateful or depressing while interacting with children, animals, senior citizens, the mentally/physically handicapped, nature or any person who has the spirit to be an individual.
I don't think it's terribly difficult to give a shit about something other than yourself, to make a tiny impact on the world you were born into and leave it a slightly better place--even if it's just feeding some starving alley rats half your high-fructose corn syrup laden corn dog.
If you don't feel a volcano-like hostility surging inside of your soul from witnessing the misuse of the human spirit by the end of each day, then you're a conceited turd or just a self-victimizing punk without the balls to face a reality that's a massive anvil weighing down on your chest.
Thumbs down is having the resolve to not hide in a digital ant hole, to walk out into the shadow of the anvil and let it crush your organs to soup out of care for the humans you're inherently connected with because enduring the pain brought through defiance is more agreeable than turning over and getting passively raped like everyone else
Even if those humans are spitting at your face, screaming about 'harshing their buzz' and twitching like crack-fiends while they wait for a drug dealer to announce, 'you've got mail.'
People don't give a shit about anything except looking cool, obtaining the latest gadget, ejaculating money or pandering for binary value. Genuine individuality is near extinction but there's 400 television channels blasting marketing campaigns, and, oh yeah, $45 nirvana shirts at urban outfitters! Communities are being built around malls. Music is just background noise for drugs and acts of promiscuity with at least 30 of your 'best friends'. Language is meaningless thanks to subversive marketing and reality tv. Everybody is addicted to the availability of convenience but lack any critical thinking skills to fathom what comes before or after what that convenience provides. Men/women shave their fucking scrotum/pelvis because porn is somehow real... It would be easier to list all the shit not completely embarrassing/doomed about our society.
It's a common ideology to think anything negative is inherently wrong/bad--which is insane. Like, a dissenting voice is held in less esteem than the fucked up shit its criticizing simply because of the fragility of man's ego. In other words, it's better to whisper the lie than admit fault/failure.
I don't believe i'm a negative person, at all. Really, I'm a mirror. You won't see me being grumpy or hateful or depressing while interacting with children, animals, senior citizens, the mentally/physically handicapped, nature or any person who has the spirit to be an individual.
I don't think it's terribly difficult to give a shit about something other than yourself, to make a tiny impact on the world you were born into and leave it a slightly better place--even if it's just feeding some starving alley rats half your high-fructose corn syrup laden corn dog.
If you don't feel a volcano-like hostility surging inside of your soul from witnessing the misuse of the human spirit by the end of each day, then you're a conceited turd or just a self-victimizing punk without the balls to face a reality that's a massive anvil weighing down on your chest.
Thumbs down is having the resolve to not hide in a digital ant hole, to walk out into the shadow of the anvil and let it crush your organs to soup out of care for the humans you're inherently connected with because enduring the pain brought through defiance is more agreeable than turning over and getting passively raped like everyone else
Even if those humans are spitting at your face, screaming about 'harshing their buzz' and twitching like crack-fiends while they wait for a drug dealer to announce, 'you've got mail.'