One of my cats killed a baby rabbit today. How fitting for today.
I found a portion of its freshly dead corpse outside. They had eaten the rest. I don’t know which cat was responsible, but it’s something I don’t approve of. They’re well fed but this is the time of year when they go on a killing spree. The snow is gone and they can roam.
It was a real shock for me to learn (years ago) that the Easter ‘event’ never happened. We brainwash our children and our even our adults into believing silly things about rabbits, eggs, and the dead coming back to life. It never happened. History does not have any record of these claims. Yet we continue to act as if it was real. It wasn’t.
But like a lot of things, we act like a lot of our imagination and fantasies can become real. This is all part of the human experience; being human. It means we are not grounded in reality, but give our minds and imaginations over to fantasy. We then make sure everyone believes in the fantasies. It’s utterly silly.
Sometimes our fantasies can become reality, but it’s never like we think. We want to only look at the good parts of our fantasies that could come true, but not at any of the evil that always follows along in the shadows. Every fantasy has a lot of evil in the real world, but we try very hard to keep it all covered up and out of sight. It’s not common knowledge, but it should be. It might help us from making the same repeated mistakes, over and over again. But even so, we have a propensity within our species to grasp harder at what can be imagined then what is actually real.
Articles like this can make a thinking man cry: How to embrace urban living, but avoid an apocalypse. They’re not just discussing the future mega-cities of China, but all over the planet. Like most articles (except here), there is the usual hopium bullshit and how we’re going to finally solve our problems by doing more – bigger, better, more. Yep, that’ll fix it this time, finally.
Of course it is all bullshit, always has been, always will be. Nobody connects what more always means and why it’s like a cat chasing its tail. The faster it goes the more dust it raises.
I no longer expect humans to use restraint or common sense. There is simply no real evidence that we will ever do the right thing. Instead, we’re going to keep doing what we’ve always done. Devour it all by expanding our numbers, our greed, our demands, our dominion and our domination over every other thing, even the very elements of the planet and the space above.
I am deeply saddened by news within my own family, a baby is on the way. While this is supposed to be a joyous event, my awareness of the future deeply clouds any happiness. I would not want to bring up a child in this world and advocate against it. More people is not what make sense. More of anything does not make any sense.
It won’t be my problem – but in reality, it is. It is everyone’s problem. But the world refuses to wake up to this point. Overpopulation is a huge problem and getting worse, one by one. But as our common experience shows, we are simply unable to restrain ourselves from always asking for more. We’re all guilty of this.
It would be easier for me to just re-embrace the fantasies and the lies. That’s how most people make their living. They’ve molded themselves to conform to group-think. Mass mind-control and manipulated behavior. I think bigger cities are a horrible idea. I think unchecked population growth is a horrible idea. I think humanity needs to swiftly run in the opposite direction of what it has embraced. Civilization is not good – it is evil. Trapping more humans into its maw, making more slaves, restricting more lives, extorting more money, generating more waste and pollution, gobbling up more of the world – what could possibly be good about any of that?
More does not mean better. It often means worse, but we get distracted by the tinier and tinier slices of the world being offered up. We have been brainwashed into believing that this is how we’ll all get a piece of this world for ourselves, which is what we ultimately want. Something for ourselves. And our children. But as we are busy buying, building and breeding, we keep making the world less and less and less. So they have to distract us from the real reality of what we have done to ourselves. Enter religion, capitalism, careers and even retirement. It’s all bullshit. None of this things are real, they’re just guilded cages to control you and manage you and make you think you’ve “got something”. You don’t. You’re just another animal trying to survive in a world becoming less and less.
I am not like other people. I do not see the world as everyone else seems to do. And I am not crazy. I think the world is. They don’t see the prison bars or the cesspools or the mountains of waste. They can’t perceive the difference between real and imagined. They prefer imagination to reality and find it very strange and uncomfortable that anyone would even dare questions this.
The rabbit died and that’s not a good thing. There are no eggs in this story. No miracles. Just our fantasies and imagination and us, doing what we’ve always done, making it worse, being distracted and calling it all ‘good’ and pretending the more will magically make it all better.
I can’t go along with that.