I want this life to read like an intricate novel. I don’t want to keep sitting at a computer all day while the romance of life slips through my arthritic fingers. They are meant to write beautiful prose that flow over our souls and cover them with golden warmth.
Yet they are tippy-tappy typing away at exhausting, unimaginative emails with signatures like “warmest regards” to cover how calloused my heart has become.
Sitting in this comfortable space behind a giant screen where nothing can hurt me is crippling. We were meant to embrace the love this earth holds us in. We are supposed to bathe in rivers, meet strangers in different cities, and learn to fall. My knees should have scrapes, my elbows bruised from stumbles I take on dirt roads and motorbikes.
While my bones are intact, my life is what is breaking.
Corporate America and climbing the ladder got me like.
sunrise over concrete and stone reflected in glass and steel the metal river flows between as everyone leaves but never goes seeing with their eyes closed never enough to take their fill onwards upwards hungering still trying to grasp that corporate dream luring them at every turn faster and faster to the setting sun they are all running to stand still looking for happiness unfulfilled
Dracula - "Blood is thicker than water". Plus, it already has all the good stuff a vampire needs. I know that only my brain can send the signal to my cells that make me sick, and make me well. Good morning, and goodnight!!
Count Chocula - Chocolate milk is thicker than regular milk, plus it's chocolate! Good morning!
Whilst colonialism by waring nations have steadily decreased across the globe.
(((Or until the next euro-war kicks off)))
Corporate colonialism has steadily increased, seizing power in society, using it's social and economic influence to extract resources; with little or no concern for the worlds fellow inhabitants. That's because corporate colonial power has no stake, or little compassion for the welfare of indigenous populations or local economy's; over resources.
The super elite are so detached from reality, that they literally live in Alyssum; requiring just a small workforce and an army to realise production or the acquisition of global assets.
Our worlds leaders seemingly avoid all the negative consequences of their complicity in return for there compliance.
The welfare of the surplus population, especially ￼￼those too young, or too old to work is unprofitable; and as such, is poorly funded, just enough to pacify the masses and stave off civil-unrest.
Globally there is a constant and gradual increase in funding pharmaceutical, mining and military sectors, with the support of the media machine; and a gradual decline in funding environmental schemes, health, and education. ￼ (There may be big trouble ahead)
All of you. Where do you get off making a name for yourself out of the mockery in fallen heroes’ hearts? What’s in a name; that which we call "a genius" by another label would be found on the front page of the obituaries.
And now, what? Where do you go from the top, looking down on those you trampled on the way with some false sense of humility? How we perceive you now is like that of a crime lord; envious, never aspirational.
Might as well call it a day and take note of the fallacy that is fame and fortune.
you just awaken every day to stumble through unknown places and trip through the gaps in spaces; you are not safe, you’re lost, you relay stolen lines all the same. you say: “i just need to get through this week” as if, after sunday, unique places will appear, that you will understand, at last. a standstill comes, but now your world is oblique.
Welcome to corporate America Take your seat First of all, We want to let you know We appreciate you You will be an asset To our growing team of industry Pay no mind to the construction We are building ca.. Cubicles For you are now a part of a team.. Our team So settle into your seat We want you to feel empowered To grow beyond these walls But stay in your seat Remain focused Please don’t put up any pictures on your cubicles We don’t want you to be distracted We don’t want you to remember freedom Stop watching the clock For your time is our time We expect you to be an ambassador for our products On and off the clock The best advertising is free advertising And we expect you to give up everything So we can plaster our company logo across your chest Have you thought about your brand? How do you plan to sell yourself.. Back to us To prove you are worth something You see we own you now Stay in your seat We are building these cages for your own good Your own good Is to keep on task Don’t ask questions Just accept these walls We read somewhere the latest work environment is a tomb We empower you to do exactly what we say Us corporations are individuals And we want to let you know We appreciate you Enough to strip away your identity Pluck away the vowels of your name And make you a number What is your brand? You need to keep us interested in you Don’t rattle your cages Stay seated, keep focused Let us break your back Break you down To keystrokes and metrics Us corporations are individuals And you are company assets now We want to empower you By taking away your choices Your job will be what we say it is So just do it I know we told you the job would be one thing But our needs and desires are always evolving And we want to consume you Devour every bit of your talent What is your brand? Have you thought about just tattooing our company motto Across your chest? Stay in your seat and stop rattling your cages And whatever you do Don’t climb up and over the walls For you are a company asset now