Laughs and Lobotomies

I’ve always found it curious why anyone would want to live forever.

But maybe I’ve come closer to checking out than most at 35, with one foot always out the door.

But there was always something that pulled me back.

One more thing to do tomorrow

And I’ve spent a lot of time thinking why insanity is just a difference in opinion.

Because it is insane to love a world that kills and maims the poor and sick in the name of pharmaceutical profit.

It is insane to legalize cannabis on a corporate scale, and pardon no teenagers who made a bad choice, serving out a life sentence for the same thing.

It is insane to see so many who suffer and turn a blind eye.

It is insane to cage children.

It is insane to torture those who already suffer for profit.

It is insane to not consider the consequences of your actions on another.

If a nameless man dies when you push a button, but you win glory, fame, fortune.

Would you push that button?

Many would.

They are the majority.

Hitler did not commit the atrocities he committed alone and in shadow.

He held the majority.

And so I try to find the tiny sparks of kindness that make life worth living.

And sometimes i seek the sparks chaotically, with abandon.

And other times I plant them carefully, like a seedling in the new born months of spring.

I keep it warm, nurture it, and hope it’s roots will take hold.

And it will release more sparks.

Until the world is coated in a soft yellow kindness pollen of sorts.

And maybe then I will understand.

Why anyone would want to live in this world.