Unchained Wrath at the Starbucks

Here I am looking out toward the setting sun only to be told I'm looking at a line that forever recedes no matter how fast or how long I run after it. I am desiring the unattainable and should open a science magazine now and then. Thanks for the latte Bill! And he's out the door and on his way and not at all concerned with the fact he's just ruined my good mood.

I had a moment. A beautiful moment.
And, as must happen, it shatters and reality once more sets in.


Oh God how I long on a daily basis for the moments in the spaces between.

For the luxuary of dwelling in my own thoughts. Blissfull seconds found at random in the normal confusion of survival on earth.

Slight reprieve in mid stride to catch the twelve o'clock bus to Pier 39 from the Transbay Terminal.

You sip on the lukewarm Starbucks coffee in your hand and push your way along the sidewalk with the other.

Life is back fullspeed and you do your best not to have a nervous break down.

As I sit here, admiring the red beads on my bracelete and resting my chin in my right hand, I ponder why we chose to sicken ourselves this way. Polluting not only our air but our minds, polluting our ability to see things as they are and as they could be.

Unfortuantly, we tend to see only what we would like to see or what we are told to see.

Today we're told on a constant basis by God knows who-
what we should consider moral, what we should consider 'playing God' versus what we should consider advances in science.

Consider this; half the population bases their views of the world on information edited with opinion and a combination of personal and politcal agenda.

Reasurring isn't it?

To send your general view of mankind spiraling further downward, the majority of humans plaguing earth's surface choose to replace their 'moments in the spaces bewteen' with activities continuing their mind, body and soul's destruction.

Life has become a burdern. Something we'd rather not do and would love to skim through.

It's scary.

Nobody looks forward to waking up and starting the day anymore, we meerly breathe a sigh of relief when the day ends and we can go to sleep. What happend to watching the sunrise or taking a stroll in the park? Not only do we not have the time, we don't even have the desire! Why would I want to do that? I could be sleeping or taking a quick nap before I start channel surfing.

No more home cooked meals with the family disscusing Billy's soccer practice or Jenifer's science test. We grab some Micky D's, drive home and watch Wheel of Fortune or C.S.I. reruns. Instead of a bike to take when you go camping next week, you son wants a pair of Jordons and an early allowance so he can go drink or get high.

We deserve so much more then inheriting the mistakes of previous generations.

We deserve more then endless wars and new diseases.

More then pollution, vanishing water sources, disapearing rainforests, mediocre lives and greasy fast food.

But hey, that would take effort. That would involve motivation, working with others, caring about more than ones self, it would include hard work- possibly physical labor. The possibility of getting off the couch, out of the cubical and on the street.

How DARE I even suggest it!?!?
What was I thinking?

Oh well. Here's to Super Sized French Fries!