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Cavemen

I've noticed the odd way in which adults try to hide their world from children, forever wanting to preserve their innocence. Is masking the outside world from our children a vain ideology? Its a shame that we bring our children into a world which is spiralling into corruption and chaos to such an extent that we must hide it from them.

From the street I see buildings to the horizon. There is no natural beauty. None. Zilch. Sweet FA. And it makes me wonder what we have done to the world. Every holy war, every enviromental disaster, every example of predjudice, poverty and inequality, we deny responsibility for. Well... not entirely. We work on it and call it 'progress' when less people are killed in this war than the last.

Progress indeed.

Lucky I can still go have a spliff in the park and enjoy the sunshine then! Enjoy it while you can my friends...

Do you reckon the technological evolution of man was inevitable from the days when we roamed the plains and drew porno in caves? (Oh Robert Winston you poor naive man.) I wonder how things would have turned out had things gone a little differently...

I would love to have been a caveman. In a way I still am.

Sleep. Get up. Eat. Perhaps hunt. Make sweet love. Be the first being on earth to discover the social benefits of marajuana. Now, if I had been our ancestor the world would now be a much more peaceful place! Possibly less productive, but peaceful! ...might still be living in caves because no-one would be bothered to get up off their arses and weld a tool. But we'd be happy!

Oh, just to think... Maybe I should join a tribe.

(By the way, read K-PAX III)

:) Me go now. Me eat. Where I leave cow....?

written @ 5:01 p.m. on 19 May, 2003