Even individuals that push through against all odds need a little push at times. When pushing against the grain, one must question every step taken. Every step is heavy, and with each breath one inevitably questions whether or not this effort is truly worth it. But when a landmark is reached, we realize that it was indeed worthwhile...but at a specific price. The mission against the current must continue. But everyone needs a bit of love once in a while. Actually, everyone needs a lot of love all the time. We end up taking what we can and running. When one is the odd man out, it seems everyone gangs up against that person. We develop these skills to foresee and read everyone's intentions. Every action ends up translated into a complicated formula that equates to a realization of "Him too". When you discover this place, you tend to think you have reached the promised land, and that you have reached your destination. As soon as you enter the gates of the hardcore village, you see people like you, an extended family of brothers. You develop a huge grin on your face because you recognize yourself in them. This is the place where you were meant to be. Then, as soon as night falls, that perspective changes. Everyone goes to their respective homes, and there you are, alone once again. In the darkness, all you hear are voices, and you realize that the struggle has only just begun. You must march alone in this world the rest of the way. No matter where you've been, the march has been in solitude all along. You see your future and it's by yourself that you will go forward. And you walk through the night in hopes for a quick sunrise, as echoes of doubt and reflections of insecurity guide your journey.
The world is a composite of ourselves, and we see what we choose to. Whether we perceive the darkness or the light, everyone shape-shifts, and we lock in on which shape our mind is in at a given stage in our lives. This world is in turmoil because we are all in turmoil deep inside. We are divided about everything. Everything is a question. Every inch is a existentialist conundrum. Our inner turmoil is essentially reflected outward. Everyone's expressions are bunched up and the synergy of it all makes this world a living hell at its very root. A place where humans should not live. A place where nature has no place. The corrupt energy emanating from us simultaneously creates and shifts our world. We synchronize with it at a specific frequency of energy and find ourselves locked in. Your fears are my fears, including insecurities, mistakes, and failures. If we walk alone, we will not see those around us offering their help to us. But if we open our eyes to the right frequency, we will see that the world we sought has actually been there all along. Distance is merely an illusion. We are either moving towards a dark place or a better one. It's not the walk that will get us either there or out of it. We fall through the cracks or rise up on our own. And as we rise, we fly with those who fly, or as we fall, we fall with all of those who are falling. In that our world engulfs and grabs as many material possessions as it can is a huge boulder bringing all of us down. Our frequency is not tuned into humanity, love, or care. Instead, we are watching others with greed, jealousy, and envy. It is only when we reach rock bottom and let go that we will rise back to life, to the light, and to love.
Love Greg, love The Mongoloids, love your locals, love your touring bands, love your neighbors, and love your enemies. Just love everyone.