I Live Undercover
At work I've been trying to take over a management position. So they're going to switch me to day shift, which means I'll not only loose that extra dollar of pay and the free meals in the morning, and see even less and less of the people that I live with, but I'll be working to become a crew trainer and hopefully a manager in the future.. For the overnight shifts of course!Money makes the world spin around, and for some reason we all have to hide away undecover to those places that we can only talk about in the wee hours of the morning in our own head. Okay so that was a mouthful to understand, but I think I know what is wrong with the world..
Too much of heaven.
Those humbling themselves to the riches that they can accomplish, and the thirst for new inventions, and one step further, because we can never be satisfied with what we have, but we want what we could have.. The goal gives us purpose. Nevermind crime fighting, the new tv that I want will soon be within reach.
No love, no friendship, nothing else.. Too much of heaven. I've been listening to Eiffel 65, and realized that they are right. Potential and heaven, have destroyed our planet.. Every life being, animals, plants, are all going down because of potential and heaven.
So why is it that if we are related to animals, that animals only have the drive of survival and of living, and people have the drive of something more... Is it because we believe we are surperior?
Yet, when we get hostile and kill, and rape, and act like an animal, we then relate ourselves to the beasts that we share our realm with. Wait.. So are we like animals? Or are they really too good for us, to the point where we find the need to "Save" them by caging them, and cooping them for our exhibits, keeping them 'safe'. When really we are both the cause and construction of the rehabilitation and the destruction of their species.
So then are we morbid an imals? Or a race completely of our own?
If there is no way to change it.. And no way to care, then have we really sunken to a place we can never rise from? Are those the strong people, those that can survive looking on themselves for help? ..
Or are the strong ones the ones with big enough hearts for the rest of us to lean on?
Sincerely,
Kendra
posted by Kendra Robillard @ 6:52 p.m.
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