The Sad State of our Country and World

[TheFriendlyAnarchist]

This is something i wrote one day when i was tired, frustrated, and feeling slightly depressed as i saw the news. Please note that i have onyl proof read this once,and is likely to have some errors, so plz post them so they can be fixed.

Also, if you took the time to read, PLEASE comment, even if its just to say u read it (although something more would be nice). If im gonna continue writing stuff just on a whim, i gotta get some feedback here (or if u hated it, u can tell me not to waste my time writing, it wont bother me) so without further adu, here it is.
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“It’s a typical situation in these typical times. . .
Everybody’s happy, everybody’s free
We’ll keep the big door open, everyone will come around . . .
Why are you different, why are you that way. . .
It all comes down to nothing. . .
We can’t do a thing about it. . .”

-Dave Matthews Band, Typical Situation

I set my head upon my hands and rest a moment, only breathing, trying to clear my mind of all thoughts and emotions, for a fresh start . This has begun to happen more and more, about every two nights. It all starts with a brief thought, and then begins to build. The end of our lifestyle, the ignorance and evil around me. Just trying to shut it out is all I can do. As hopelessly foolish it is for me to worry about such things I cannot change, I do anyway, unable to break away from it.

I see people everyday blissfully ignorant of the death, destruction, and evil that is taking over our world. Yet they do nothing to fight it. They sit there in their big SUV's and eight-thousand square feet houses. They pollute and harbor no care for our environment, this world we live in. They have their well manicured lawns and white picket fences, merrily living in the suburbs. The American dream, right?

But the complete and utter ignorance and stupidity of these people floors me. Do they not realize what's happening for them to maintain this unsustainable lifestyle? Thousands are dying across the world just to secure an energy source. But the resources, both human and material, have far exceeded the amount that we are gaining. These are the people that allow dictators to march over them. The people that follow things said by an obviously corrupted media without thinking. The people who are more concerned with Michael Jackson than the death of thousands and another depression knocking at our door. But no. These are the people who couldn't consider the thought that they had a brain. The people that think the obvious of the end of suburbia is unrealistic, while personally attacking anyone who would so much as suggest it.

It is times like this when I do become angry. I let out a groan of frustration at the injustice of it all as my eyes begin to fill with angry and disappointed tears. I can only hope that they will get their punishment, and learn from it. The fire inside of my flares even brighter about how they speak of people burning in Hell for protesting war, when they should be over there in those armies for being the ignorant hypocrites they are. But that is not my decision to make. I can only hope that God will do their heinous deeds justice. But in the meantime, I shall do what I can to restore this world by informing others and helping them understand. But I fear that it may be too late. The corruption has dug too deeply, and the evil has been spread too wide. It may be beyond just a country's revolution to change this. It may take a worldly effort, or possibly Armageddon itself to heal the wound inflicted upon this earth.

I just lay my head on the desk and hope sleep will come soon so that I will not have to suffer another night of asking both myself and God why this is happening. And I will be fine the next morning. I always am. I will once again be just another mindless servant following the superficial and ignorant masses. But I will be different on the inside. I will have the knowledge they don't, and that it is all I can do to stay sane, is to be prepared myself. But this knowledge will bury itself for a little while, allowing myself just one more day of having to worry about mundane things that I actually have some control over. But this day will come again when I'm hit with these things. It always does. And until I have done everything in my power to inform people and help this situation, I believe it always will.

With this closing note, I urge you not to be one of these people I describe. I must ask you to inform yourself and help inform others, as this is a job that cannot be done by me alone. But my warning and requests will most likely bounce off of your ears as it does everyone else. I can only hope that you enjoy paying hundreds of dollars to run your car, thousands to maintain your house, for if you have been arrogant enough to see this and done nothing, then you have brought it upon yourself, and I will feel no pity when you can no longer afford this overly extravagant lifestyle you have refused to give up. Never in my life have I wished suffering upon someone, but people such as this have brought it out of me, and I hope you have to bear the main front of the assault.

In the meantime, enjoy making a fool out of yourself, as I will be busy attempting to change this world one small step at a time.
Brandon E. Forsythe

“To change the world,
Start with one step.
However small,
The first step is hardest of all.

If you close your eyes,
Cause the house is on fire.
And think you couldn't move,
Until the fire dies.
The things you never did,
Oh, cause you might die trying,
Cause you might die trying.
You'd be as good as dead...

Cause you might die trying.”

-Dave Matthews Band, You Might Die Trying