Saturday, June 12, 2010
Power of power
“When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace” – Jimi Hendrix. Today in society we are power driven, financially driven and more or less focused on what’s in our bank account than the words coming out of our mouths. We draw our conversations from the news, the stock market and the economy. Without these things our communication skills are limited and short, leaving us to “how was your day?” and “What’d you have for lunch?”. People are becoming less dependent on social skills and more dependent on money and social standing. People are monopolizing themselves. They are making themselves the most important thing above everything else, and that they almost charge us for talking to them or being friends with them. The infinite quote “time is money” has become the international symbol for socialization. Creativity and imagination is an abomination in the real world. You can’t really make a living off of that unless you are incredibly talented and even still mostly in cinematography such as James Cameron or Quentin Tarrantino. Being oneself is a downgrade from what we could be. Ourselves is no longer good enough for society or for today’s expectations. Just look at the job market. People who may not have experience in a certain field will not get a job because they are not good enough. Their personality and approachability doesn’t matter anymore. It’s how good you look on paper. We love money, we love social hierarchy and above all we love power. We love the things that cost us. Cost us happiness, creativity, originality we love the things that take away from who we are and what we think we should be. We are forced to cocoon ourselves until we are what society has made us; Money making, power driven machines that strive to be the best without considering their happiness or the happiness of others. Since when does happiness have a price tag in the form of a new TV or the latest cell phone? Since when has personal entertainment and creativity not been enough? Since when has being ourselves, not been enough?