Saturday, September 18, 2004
This Matrix We Live In
Or the question should be are we living?
Damn the frustrations mount. I guess I should relish a couple of days of not worrying about the storms.
So I'm here stewing. I'm not only up in the house manufacturing goods, getting the last leg of equiptment I need for god knows how many different mediums I work on. Lets count, photography, painting, toiletry products (ie. soap, lotion, salve, scrubs), clothing and last on the list my writing (OH THIS ONE REQUIRES THE LEASE AMOUNT OF PRODUCTION) I need to take a look at that-maybe. And those are just the top of the list. Damn I wish I had 4 arms like Sheeva.
Yeah, I wanna be this biach and a. stomp nukas. b.have many arms to do it all silmultaneously.
Then I'd ask for minimal sleep. Don't get me wrong I love that sisterfriend to death. I love transcending the bullshit and living in that alternate reality for what seems like half my day. But still it's time that isn't used productively in this world so I would fix that. But really I think subconsciously I wish I could pick one thing. I wish I could focus more and have ADD less. So Many talents can be a heavy burden to make worldly sence of.
Anywhoo back to the point. In working on the "f" link or Factory section of my page (online store) as well as messing with eBay I have come to realize that in order to have a merchant account @$$holes want all your business out there anyway. No anonimity, of which I like! I have credit cards and a savings account but I REFUSE to have a checking account! I havent had one since 2001, and have done fine without that burden. I thought I was ahead of the "Matrix" game by staying ellusive to the banking system. My recent dream was to have a functioning online business that I could run from anywhere. BUT NO! Without a frontman anonimity is impossible. Pretty soon the only people that will be able to have anonimity is the rich, shit they already have it. Do we know who the "power elite" that run the world really are? WTF I gotta join a secret society to live, what I gotta do completely exit society to live according to my own standards??? This ish is that much a "Matrix"? Is currency becomming that much of a novelty? Shit, I even looked into of shore e-Commerce...them fools wan 3k +. WTF???? My dream of getting out is being bashed, though I know there is a loophole somewhere. Dang all they gotta do is dump my funds into one of my deit or credit cards...but lawd thats a paper trail too. (Notice how paranoid I am, or am I?) I long for the days of the spice trade, where land was still to look for and pirates rule. I wish I could've been a pirate ala "Princess Bride"! An assumed identity but at the core keeping my own. I wish I could be in an enviornment where anonimity wasn't as expensive and so illusive. I NEED AN EFFIN E-COMMERCE ACCOUNT without putting my @$$ deeper in the rabit hole. "Can it be that it was all so simple then?"
It's jacked that I thought by leaving the plantation that I could step further out of the Matrix. I thought that if I could eleviate the Massa I would achieve freedom. What freedom really exist anymore that isn't a mirage? OH SOMEONE TELL ME, POST A COMMENT OR SOMETHING. Cause "free" sounds like gaelic at this point. Where you cut one set of shackles and there is another waiting to be placed. WTF? Am I trippin? Oh please someone tell me if I am! Why does living ammount to a catch 22?
Somedays I just want to be an ignorant sheep and sleep on all this crazyness. Somedays I wish I could will this world right. Somedays I dream of paradise and know it must be better. Somedays I just wanna go on a grand theft auto rampage and just wild out on willing participants of this Matrix, GWB would be the capper that would win that game. Somedays I just wish I could maintain one foot in and one foot out. Somedays I wish I didn't think so effin much. Somedays I wish I could fix it. Today I wanna be like Neo and Morpheus and dip in and out commanding the rules of the whole shabang, maintain modesty and in spite of myself make a difference. Cause really I'm still a genetically created revolutionary, and in all actuality I still believe it all needs to fall and be rebuilt. But the question lies in where to begin.
I CAN LIVE! ---->.
Peep this CLICK!!!
arrrrrghmymind.
Or the question should be are we living?
Damn the frustrations mount. I guess I should relish a couple of days of not worrying about the storms.
So I'm here stewing. I'm not only up in the house manufacturing goods, getting the last leg of equiptment I need for god knows how many different mediums I work on. Lets count, photography, painting, toiletry products (ie. soap, lotion, salve, scrubs), clothing and last on the list my writing (OH THIS ONE REQUIRES THE LEASE AMOUNT OF PRODUCTION) I need to take a look at that-maybe. And those are just the top of the list. Damn I wish I had 4 arms like Sheeva.
Yeah, I wanna be this biach and a. stomp nukas. b.have many arms to do it all silmultaneously.
Then I'd ask for minimal sleep. Don't get me wrong I love that sisterfriend to death. I love transcending the bullshit and living in that alternate reality for what seems like half my day. But still it's time that isn't used productively in this world so I would fix that. But really I think subconsciously I wish I could pick one thing. I wish I could focus more and have ADD less. So Many talents can be a heavy burden to make worldly sence of.
Anywhoo back to the point. In working on the "f" link or Factory section of my page (online store) as well as messing with eBay I have come to realize that in order to have a merchant account @$$holes want all your business out there anyway. No anonimity, of which I like! I have credit cards and a savings account but I REFUSE to have a checking account! I havent had one since 2001, and have done fine without that burden. I thought I was ahead of the "Matrix" game by staying ellusive to the banking system. My recent dream was to have a functioning online business that I could run from anywhere. BUT NO! Without a frontman anonimity is impossible. Pretty soon the only people that will be able to have anonimity is the rich, shit they already have it. Do we know who the "power elite" that run the world really are? WTF I gotta join a secret society to live, what I gotta do completely exit society to live according to my own standards??? This ish is that much a "Matrix"? Is currency becomming that much of a novelty? Shit, I even looked into of shore e-Commerce...them fools wan 3k +. WTF???? My dream of getting out is being bashed, though I know there is a loophole somewhere. Dang all they gotta do is dump my funds into one of my deit or credit cards...but lawd thats a paper trail too. (Notice how paranoid I am, or am I?) I long for the days of the spice trade, where land was still to look for and pirates rule. I wish I could've been a pirate ala "Princess Bride"! An assumed identity but at the core keeping my own. I wish I could be in an enviornment where anonimity wasn't as expensive and so illusive. I NEED AN EFFIN E-COMMERCE ACCOUNT without putting my @$$ deeper in the rabit hole. "Can it be that it was all so simple then?"
It's jacked that I thought by leaving the plantation that I could step further out of the Matrix. I thought that if I could eleviate the Massa I would achieve freedom. What freedom really exist anymore that isn't a mirage? OH SOMEONE TELL ME, POST A COMMENT OR SOMETHING. Cause "free" sounds like gaelic at this point. Where you cut one set of shackles and there is another waiting to be placed. WTF? Am I trippin? Oh please someone tell me if I am! Why does living ammount to a catch 22?
Somedays I just want to be an ignorant sheep and sleep on all this crazyness. Somedays I wish I could will this world right. Somedays I dream of paradise and know it must be better. Somedays I just wanna go on a grand theft auto rampage and just wild out on willing participants of this Matrix, GWB would be the capper that would win that game. Somedays I just wish I could maintain one foot in and one foot out. Somedays I wish I didn't think so effin much. Somedays I wish I could fix it. Today I wanna be like Neo and Morpheus and dip in and out commanding the rules of the whole shabang, maintain modesty and in spite of myself make a difference. Cause really I'm still a genetically created revolutionary, and in all actuality I still believe it all needs to fall and be rebuilt. But the question lies in where to begin.
I CAN LIVE! ---->.
Peep this CLICK!!!
arrrrrghmymind.
