I had this crazy thought today about how society is still in the Feudal Era, trapped in a transformed type of Monarchy, and that we are all too afraid to admit it. To admit the fact that we changed the name and therefore, made it different and new.
The impoverished fought for their freedom and freedom was the prize they received. Or did they? The powers at be, a.k.a The Kings and Queens, were changed into the members of Parliament, a.k.a President or Prime Minister. Maybe the presence of power had changed hands, but the fact that the power was transferred to somewhere or someone else doesn't change the type of ruling. Laws were made, they don't really exist in a tangible sense, they are just suggestions. I was given my rights as a human being by some one who defined what my rights are, so am I actually getting all the rights I deserve or only so many rights that some one has allowed?
In the same way that I was taught my rights, I was also taught to want things instead of need things. As I walk down the sidewalk smelling the air, observing whatever else is happening around me, I notice that not everything is as fundamental in life. All these signs and street names and shops are not necessities. Humankind developed some kind of unique sense of belief, trying so hard to say that we are not like animals, but does the ability to form syllables into a language we interpret any more different then what a bird does when it sings? What about when one dog barks to another and playfully jousts the other? The dogs understand what they mean; birds communicate with each other perfectly. We all have courtship dances of our own, and from my perspective, we're not really that different from animals. We dance, display, and make noise, and if everything is right, life goes on. Bah dum chink!
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