SOCIAL Reform

It's not that I want to make a difference in the world to say that I made one (although that part would be cool), it's that I want the world to not need to change. I want the people on the planet to be so selfless that there is no want for a difference to be made. I do not believe that this selflessness will be.

Over the course of one year, more than a million children will find themselves homeless in America. The causes are widespread: from illness without insurance to unaffordable housing. I do not believe that the people in America can band together to solve this problem absent governmental intervention. I do not believe that we will be so selfless.

But I believe we can be.
Not on our own, however.

Maybe I just don't get it.

In a generation and culture whose senses are constantly bombarded by sights, sounds, images - moving and stationary - it is hard to get my peers' attention without these things.
Even so, tell me how seeing this:

or this:
Wouldn't make one want to do something about it?!


Maybe they are all so much more fucking ethnocentric than I thought. I hope that's not it.
Maybe you're just ignorant. (I'd say apathetic, but that's too kind. You're ignoring it.)
You know it's awful, and you let it go on. You say, let's focus on how happy we are.
How can you focus on happiness with the above images burned into your memory like an awful brand?

Sitting in suburbia, typing on my laptop, what did I do that makes me deserve this?
The answer is nothing.

I just don't get it. How one could not be fundamentally terrified of graduating from college and going into the workforce, doing no good? I just don't get it.

Patrick Park - Life is a Song

You say life is a dream where we can't say what we mean
Maybe just some roadside scene that we're driving past
There's no telling where we'll be in a day or in a week
And there's no promises of peace or of happiness


Well is this why you cling to every little thing
And polverize and derrange all your senses
Maybe life is a song but you're scared to song along
Until the very ending


Oh, it's time to let go of everything we used to know
Ideas that strengthen who we've been
It's time to cut ties that won't ever free our minds
From the chains and shackles that they're in


Oh, tell me what good is saying that you're free
In a dark and storming sea
You're chained to your history, you're surely sinking fast
You say that you know that the good Lord's in control
He's gonna bless and keep your tired and oh so restless soul
But at the end of the day when every price has been paid
You're gonna rise and sit beside him on some old seat of gold
And won't you tell me why you live like you're afraid to die
You'll die like you're afraid to go


Oh, it's time to let go of everything we used to know
Ideas that strengthen who we've been
It's time to cut ties that won't ever free our minds
From chains and shackles that they're in
From the chains and shackles that they're in


Well life is a dream 'cause we're all walking in our sleep
You could see us stand in lines like we're dead upon our feet
And we build our house of cards and then we wait for it to fall
Always forget how strange it is just to be alive at all

I'm in love with this song. I hope to make some art that incorporates it soon. It is me right now. It reminds me of something Candace would write.