Saturday, November 22, 2008
the flawed everything
It wasn't the idea itself, that was a good one. No, it was the perpetrator of the idea that made everyone want to vomit. We knew that this person would be a not so humble human being with such newly granted power. We knew this new found element would set things in motion that would ultimately harm the lot of us. I think the process of selection is itself flawed. The way in which it is determined that such and such should have this and this is purely subjective in nature. If there is an object, I can't find it. We can sling ideas around all day long. We can chit and chat about the flawed everything and still get older and become frail as the new generation takes the reigns of predetermined determination. Give someone power and watch him anesthetize himself within herself.
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