Contemporary Savage

In todays American society, there is a certain kind of person I find infesting our streets. Zombies of lust, rage, and the American Way. They are, 'The Contemporary Savage'. These people are the ones committing unthinkable crimes, inside and out, to live the 'contemporary' life, all of them legal. Whether it means thinking like a savage, or acting like one; in todays urban jungle, many would agree that you don't have to look very far to find one. In my personal opinion, the worst savages are the ones that live hundreds of stories over the streets, watching us scurry like mice through a cheese maze from plush leather chairs, and the sound of money falling in the background. Yes, the people living at the top of our culteral console, and controlling a large portion of our day to day world. The only problem is, they are not contemporary.

No, the contemporary savage is the one doing all he can to live our supposed 'middle class' life. The urban jungle calls for an equal supply of intellect, and behavior. Cold, cut-throat tactics are all that will get you ahead here. That is, if you don't possess a well of recources. These people are the ones that will beg borrow and steal to achieve what they feel they have to in order to find happiness, and success. The ones that want to be everywhere they are not, and only see reasons as to why the place they are in is not where they want to be. Considering our current economical status, the statistics of these blood suckers will start to bloat due to poor job markets, and plenty of hungry mouths and late mortgage payments.

Not to get too Zen on you, but it is an important step to finding where you want to be, by learning to accept where you are. In todays fast paced life style, change come and goes so fast, we barely have a solid ground to accomodate ourselves with for very long. But ah, to no avail. This circiumstance could still be percieved as the solid ground we need to make strong, well learned decisions from, as well as find peace. With all of these inner dialogues happening every second, most of them not even you, telling your mind what does, and does not need to get done. And the price of our to-do lists is taxing our world as we know it.

A persons lack of ability to share any compassion with the people close to them, and I dont mean emotioally, with inevitably be their downfall. A good song survives due to good harmony, what makes a species any different. Filled with childhood nostalgia, and promises of wealth, fame and happiness, we search on a never ending path of trials and pitfalls, never quite reaching the goal of satisfaction. Greed and gluttony run rampant, and the dead inherit the earth. Emotionless shells of pre-meditated responses and actions, all bred to tell you just what needs to be done to attain the goals you were told you should have.

This is why I live in the suburbs.