Sunday, 30 May 2010

Plastic Generation

Destined to energy draining occurrences, prone to silenced souls, meticulously observing incidents, sucked into time and space. Laws of profound scrutinisation, bringing forth swarming destinations, swallowing themes quite far from the truth, analysing artificial assumptions, criticising beings in a conspicuously futile manner, judging every thought or move, conferring dim nauseated looks to pass a judgemental hypothesis, leading to their demise, conforming to lawfulness of society, classifying “normal” and “abnormal”, branding and demarcating one another, is precisely the summary of mankind’s ways. Following patterns, demeaning one another, scorning based on superficiality, has generated the most deterring, broken lisp of the word “humanity”. Seeking exclusively for the ‘perfect’ spirits, classified under the most perfect conformist clones, antagonising one another turning into a modern virtue. Heightened disappointment, degrading spirits, breaking nostalgic childhood dreams, persisting change and enforced anguish, chasing thoughts of truly incarcerated assassinated beasts, lauding right less conditioning and scolding the virtuous people, transforming and bringing out a new race, more profoundly addressed as “sheeple”. As the mass seemingly proclaims, truth and justice, all name-sake, we condole the condescending thoughts, effective in smothering hearts. Diminishing concepts of reliable truth would be illusive and deluded. Secluding people who are different is seemingly most accepted. Warping the menacing tides of tears and faces hidden secretly, pretence breaks out a whole new sea. As obsolete as caustic liquids, oxymoronic to the lipids, burnt and brawled through flawed hesitations, carelessly destroyed through fences. Might lies not in strong physic, but in minds of angst filled children, children of the dusk provoked, fatal feelings who evoked. As the dim light waves through, shadows casting thoughts through and through, cast forth wings of glory, raging dragons with furious, burning passion, gleaming silently, to create a create cosmic explosion, silently break the true delusion. Frames of minds decentralised, just like a mere government politician, reigning over sovereign republics and yet breaking democracy with hypocrites, empowering delusional dreams and faculties, extravagantly flawlessly, cleansing mankind of all its flaws, striking like a second Hitler, bringing in hassles, scarring holistically functional beings, operationalising and hovering through deeds, finding, analysing, criticising every flaw, finding the immersed observation lost, breaking down humans to tiny bits, making robots of out beings, cloning every morsel with the mortal paraphernalia, making efficient beings with no feelings. If this is the proceeding in mankind, all a human could say would be right. Humanity is certainly doomed, as even animals are obviously smarter; to live with feelings and care and love, appreciate the holistic being, instead of reducing a being to words. This is how mankind seems to work.

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