To thrive in death

This is not my generation.
This generation is a generation that has lived only in the era of selfishness. In the 60’s and 70’s young people were demanding freedom, justice, love and answers – all this generation demands is the right to download music for free. This is the generation that just simply doesn’t care. This is the Dead Generation.
To this society nothing is sacred. This society isn’t looking for something beautiful, something pure, something good, something intelligent, something sacred – all this society is looking for is a joke to put on the internet and laugh at for ten seconds.
This world has lost all rules, except one: everything must be killed. Everyone must have the right to touch and kill everything. This is the only human right this humanity truly believes in, so:
Jesus Christ is dead. Kindness is dead. Humanity is dead. Literature is dead. Compassion is dead. Bravery is dead. The planet is dead. People are dead.
These are facts that I need to accept; I need to accept them, but not completely – I need to accept them for now in order to fight them and change them. If I want to change this world I have to become a person who thrives in places full of death. Surrounded by death, I have to be able to stand up straight and turn darkness into light, bring the dying to life – first: literature, then: kindness, humanity, compassion, bravery, and then people and the planet, and possibly Jesus Christ if he wants to – one by one, I want to wake up the ones that deserve to be woken up, I want to open beautiful eyes and fill them with furious wisdom.
I may be losing my battles, and we may lose the fight we fight tomorrow, we may lose the fight we fight the day after tomorrow, but we are losers only for now. Someday, we will win.
What is dead will not be dead forever.





First, I really need to get drunk.