Continuation of Outside the Box …
In no way am I putting this lifestyle down. Quite the opposite, in fact, I admire it. This is the backbone of society, a workforce and a promise of financial stability for future generations. Without these people, society wouldn’t exist and humanity would fall. Society, for me, is the box and I consider myself a productive (part-time) member of the box. I have tried to reform to the box, to be one with the box, to love the box and all it stands for. I tried at school, but failed. I have had countless jobs, all nine to five or eight to four…and failed. I now work seventy-five percent, which gives me the opportunity to spend even more time outside the box.
I wrote a post a while back called, Artistic Freedom. It was about conformity, about what life would be like if we were all the same, did the same things; thought the same ways. Most art forms are kept outside the box by people who think outside the box. Art forms are thought up outside the box, taken into the box to be sold and then taken from the box again by the artist who created them.
As well as having friends who live inside the box and friends such as myself, who happily live in both worlds, I also have friends who have nothing to do with the box whatsoever and who only live outside of the box. Some of them are criminals and some have found legal ways to survive.
I don’t know if I would consider myself a fully active participant of society, a part-time one perhaps. I like to see myself as an observer, as one who travels within both worlds and who writes about my experiences within them.
Life inside the box can be a scary place for some of us. It is full of rules and regulations, of norms and recommendations that can be so difficult to live up to.
We teach our children that violence is wrong, yet we allow them to watch violent movies, let them play violent games, where the goal is to kill as many people as possible.
We teach them that they are perfect just the way they are, yet we bombard our young females with pictures of stick insect-like bodies on cat walks.
We send men and women across vast oceans to fight wars, leaving mothers and fathers, sons and daughters, wondering if they will ever see their kin again.
We spend billions on sending people to the moon when millions are starving down here.
We educate school children for tomorrow, yet we pollute their future and degrade our planet.
We call ourselves animal lovers, yet we put them to death in such an appalling manner in order to eat them.
That’s all for now … part 3 soon.
Wishing you a great day!