human upgrades

I think the following fields of human endeavour need some serious upgrades: poetry, music, politics, philosophy, psychology. And of course our whole education system and the way we breed a bunch of sheep into this system in the name of stability!! Yeah congratulations humans, we have had no wars in our homelands for like 80 years. But actually that is not true. The war has just taken on a different form. The enemies are no longer foreign nations trying to invade us. The true enemy is the corruption in our very own institutions including the government. There is a spiritual/creative poverty in the modern culture. And it’s not just here but it’s everywhere else too including the other power states like China, Brazil and Russia that rely on old world greatness yet have produced nothing worth in the last 100 years that has made any kind of mark on human history. NOTHING. Absolute garbage and filth. At least here in the west we still have the opportunity and possibility to create greatness. I still think the american dream is alive. George Carlin was wrong when he said you have to be asleep to believe it. It’s about much more than what he thought it was about. To have the courage to dream of a better life, to pursue happiness no matter what your current situation is. The is a beautiful rocknroll hollywood story and I will never let go of my motel super model marlboro man fantasies for as long as I live!!! Never ever ever ever. And you know what? I started listening to 90s music again. Hunting down all my favorite songs and albums. But also finding new things from that era that I was too young for back then. Appreciating it all in a new light (80s too). Metal. Punk. Indie films. Back then we still had huge record stores and book stores and life was more fun. Internet is pretty cool but it’s so prevalent that we forgot to appreciate what we have. That’s the dark side of abundance and prosperity. You get too comfortable and lose the spark. I need that danger and feeling of “missing” someone or something. Remember when you first fell in love or had a crush on that girl in school. Or got jealous when your girlfriend went you. All that emotional confusion. Felt too much so you listened to songs that brought this sweet tenderness to everything. You started writing your own songs to express something the world couldn’t handle otherwise. The beauty. The pain. The longing. You miss it all and back then maybe knew you would one day miss it so you captured it forever in songs and lyrics that you are still working on over many decades later because you know that music is the fountain of youth and those of us who keep dreaming and never give up no matter what will always remain in that state of grace. Live the dream by creating it. Create the dream by living it. I miss everyone and everything to quote my great poet friend Josh T Pearson from Texas “I miss you and you ain’t even gone”. I also felt M83 really captured these teenage romance emotions on their album Saturdays, Heartbreak. I remember listening to that in 2008 when I was living in Dublin, busking and banging hot swedish girls and irish girls and french girls and american girls and eating fish and chips and going to see live concerts and drinking guinness and living in a hostel for 3 months and calling Damien fucking Rice then renting a house with 7 friends and feeling like I was part of something but everything fucking fell apart and I fucking just left fucking thinking I wanted to make fucking sure they re-fucking-member me for fuckin ever like a Bob Dylan song or something and I was sick and coulnd sing anymore and couldn’t afford a doctor until I was back home in Finland but man I fucked up all those friendships and I don’t think they ever forgave me. Not sure I ever forgave me either or even said sorry to me. Honestly I am not a good person I have no get-up and go. All I have is songs and guitar solos and piano riffs. Nevertheless I’m still the king of this god damn universe or multiverse or whatever the hell this is or even means or blablablaaa fuckoff i need to go now and do things, you think i have time to sit here all day and shoot the shit with yo punk ass??? The point is, we need upgrades and I might save the world. And then destroy it when you y’all got your guards down. Shiva. Krishna. BOOM! BANG!! Oh my God. More. Yes. Deeper. Turn around. Pull my hair. Nails. Oh yeah. Pump out some golden milk alien juice. That’ll be 7.99 dollars sir, would you like anything else darling? How about a big box of “I am trying to not have any opinions on anything in public and be Tabula Rasa Switzerland and I write to exterminate them (my opinions)”? Sorry dear we are sold out oh wait there’s one more. WHAM BAM THANK YOU MAM!