We all dream of something blissful. The complete height of whatever you're looking for. Whatever seems to matter. Whatever you want to matter to you. We all dream of becoming one with your passion, in what you believe in most.
Music can do that for example.
And no, I'm not talking about all the shit that's played over the mainstream radio. The simplicity of radio songs is sickening.
The average human being, I'm sorry to say, will not have a passion. Will not believe in something deep. He'll see the world in black and white. He won't see the truth: that everything is grey. He won't know that only you can spread your colour over it. "Good", "bad", "evil", "nice" are purely relative phrases meant to turn life in to a tally chart.
But life isn't a simple choice between right and wrong.
Simple people are too numerous. They're the ones who will listen to music that doesn't deserve to be music, like Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Kesha and other bullshit. That's not music. It's not from the heart. They don't live for it. They live with it. They gather their money, puke every night after Vodka number 59.
Rock isn't like that.
Rap isn't like that.
Rock is a spiritual, passionate, musical masterpiece. When you rock out to bands with passionate lyrics. You become one with what you crave, and it's not a naïve song that can give you that. No. Rock dwells deeper in the absurdity and sadness of human nature. It dwells in all those fucked up things that traverse your head, except for they express it with beautiful music.
Some lyrics of rock songs are so deep that they make tears well in your eyes. The truthfulness and reality in them is striking. They unplug you from the matrix of radio/party songs. People have lived for rock. People have written all the crazy experiences they've gone through. The anger. The pain. The grief, but also the happiness. And they have put it into something beautiful, although it can be aggressive, but still beautiful.
Listening to bands that sing from the heart (I won't list any because there are too many) deserve to be listened to. It doesn't compare to the mainstream, ignorant crap that's played to the mainstream, close minded population.
Rap plays the same role as rock. It expresses all the pain and anger gone through an individual, and it's put into rhyming poems that are stringed into a rhythmic, intense, musical voyage. And I'm not talking about Top 40 rap. Fuck that. I'm talking about real rap, just like real rock, from the heart.
I praise that music. It fills me. Keeps me up when I'm feeling down, and down when I'm feeling up. It keeps me balanced.
Because life is all about balance.
Depression will hardly get anyone anywhere, but light-heartedness is just as unhealthy. The unwavering knowledge of being on earth, trying to find a sense of purpose through all forms of art, is what truly matters. That is what truly defines a mature being.
It's a never ending chase with purpose. We will never seize our sense of purpose. If we did, we could all just drift away in meaningless crap, and be happy for nothing.
But since our sense of purpose is unatainable, the people who flee in front of that chase, will drift too far into crap, in complete inertia.
It's a shame that so many people are stupid. But if everyone was chasing a sense of purpose, then we would have found it, and we could all live happily ever after...or more like happily never after.
People will try to escape the chase with purpose with religion and other spiritual rituals. It's cowardly, since the people at the head of those spiritual compounds are bastardly enough to take advantage of them.
In fact, everyone is being used. Used by the uncontrolable need of staying with the closed cluster that is the mainstream. Used by the need of escaping the unquestionable truth. It's easy.
Only the people who have passion are free.
(As a side note, I just realised I could also be conditioned into telling you this. But at least I was conditioned meaningfully and truthfully.)
Everything easy is meaningless. That's why we chase our sense of purpose...endlessly.
Only the people who truly see the thousand shades of grey, and not black and white, are the real people here. They can think on their own. They know what living means. Trying to grab at every spot of happiness, while keeping a track on infinite perception and purpose.
Too many people aren't like that. They'll use the stupid argument that it isn't simple. Rock and rap aren't simple, but they're meaningful. Meaning is hard to admit..hard to grasp, but it's the start on the path to purpose. It's the beginning of the journey you must take to discover your true essence. The fuel that keeps you going in this world. Your sense of purpose. And it's not by making a trip to spiritually and religiously symbolic places that you will find meaning and purpose.
It's by going to places where free people have been, and have made a difference.
Or even better, going where no one else has been before.
Meaning is hard to find.
People have gone mad trying to find their true purpose. Religion only helps to blind other people from that. Politics accomplish that same diabolical mission. All these "easy" life conditioners leave most of the globe inhabitants motionless, used, and left to drift into infinite inertia.
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