Perceptions

Before I go into any rambling, I would just like to mention that the inside of my head feels like a big ball of air. No pressure, no pain..just taking up space. So please, pardon any unintelligible dribbling that may take place.

Today moved at the speed of molasses and it is quite draining. Factory life has become as such: clock in, blur out in process for 8 hours, clock out. My mind is beginning to play tricks on me as I work by jumping to a variety of different thoughts at once. Second by second, I am pondering some piece of philosophy that has been grasped out of nothingness. I begin thinking critically of our perceptions; of God, of life, of humanity, of success and of exchange of love and hate amongst one another. All the while, my hands are moving a plastic back hatch into a holster to be spring hooked, bumpered, riveted and stickered. I have begun to move on two different planes at once: physical and the beyond.

Early into the shift, I began to think about my end of the product that is being made. Three workers are breaking their backs and sweating to make a mass supply of back hatch coolers for Jeep Cherokees for soccer moms to stuff them full of sandwiches and capri suns for Johnny's soccer game. Will any of them ever consider to think about the people who made that? I then realized that I was one of those people; using things and not even being thankful of the hands that crafted it. We are a society COMPLETELY based on this notion: we take, we seldom give, and we've stopped thinking as a majority.

Now, place yourself in the eyes of the Father. Billions upon billions upon billions of humanistic life forms, thankless for the Hands of creation. Living day by day, taking without thinking. We're too busy waging wars concerning our religions, our finances, and our pride. We've evolved into a world of thankless separation because of our perceptions. The Bible, VOID OF THE SPIRIT OF I AM, is just a book. Poems and accounts written by men who, just like us, more than likely had a bone to pick with one anothers perceptions. Lost and confused in the sands of time, ancient scriptures have been taken as a pile of puzzles into the hands of our deceitful ways.

Muslim, Buddhist, Christian, Hindu, Atheist..whatever belief SYSTEM you hold; we are all becoming self absorbed to the point of no return. But in the eyes and heart of our Creator, it's not too late.

We can turn back all this. We can turn back all that we've created that has brought nothing but damage to this plane of existence.

How?

Be thankful.


For what?

Being able to wake up in the morning..

That's at least a start.