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The Third Future

So we did not wait. We wanted it all. We want it now. We wanted it yesterday for that matter. The future. Its all big and shiny. Not revolution nor a fight, it just came. No blood, no war, you woke up and its there. The second future. It was boring, it wasn't all so big and revolutionary you say. But you wanted greatness and fame yesterday. So the second future stayed and well, made itself comfortable. You and me, we fought wars and we made love. I build fences in the moonlight, but my neighbor's bought tanks and cannons. Did I say it wasn't interesting? It was not yesterday, but today its different. This is a big bad dream. I want to wake up, no I mean, I'm part of the dream. So the second future was ugly, yet we lived. Then came today, almost tomorrow, there's only hours left of today. The third future. I can almost hear the echo in eternity. What do you want tomorrow buddy? I don't know, how 'bout some Internet and a slice of chocolate cake just incase you get hungry. Is that all? So all hell went and came, and we woke up and its tomorrow. And it rained in the morning. Damn, I hate to wake up when it rains, I cant get back to sleep. Its just those things that wont stop. Wait, it's not stopping, its coming right at you. A rush, a wind, wait no, yes, a storm, a blizzard of the cultural extravaganza. A revolution you might say. A cultural revolution in the third future? What is culture? What is you culture for that matter? And so you learned to speak, then you learn to write. What's your greatest achievements he asked. I stood up, well I was forced to answer. I said 'being born, sir'. Isn't that an achievement? I was born, therefore I have this ability to write and speak. I'm alive so that my culture wont die. So what is the cultural revolution. Do you have to dress up and go chant master. Oh silly man, you don't have to chant or dance, you have the gift of life, use it. You mean babies? You mean reproduction? No, no, you have the gift to see, feel and touch. To speak you said. Then being born, you have the powers to realize that there are others here on this world. But what does it have to do with culture. Again. As you were born, you cried. Then you saw faces. But your words, they're all muted. Then you waited, you laughed, cried and slept. You even dreamed. One day, by magic, to you atleast, you said the words. That's culture my friend. That first word you mean? Yes, that's the one. But what does culture have to do with it all? To the third future? Dude, were at the crossroads. You remember that gift. You have it, I have it, everyone has it. Now in this strange future, we have an option we did not have yesterday. Or the day before, during the moment of the first and second futures. We have the powers to discard that culture. What are you saying? But I don't want to do it. People are doing it my friend. Culture means nothing for today's world. There is not words being spoken or written. People just walk and drift and die. They don't utter the first words anymore. They don't worry of anything. They don't care even if its too late. A cultural revolution. That's what I'm saying. But then if my culture, if The culture dies, wont we be not humans anymore. Today, you see friend, there is no respect, no freedom, no liberty. There is no respect towards women, there is no freedom to the children and there is no vision in anyone's eyes. Today you see it everywhere. This is the future you build yesterday and the day before. Don't you remember. But I did not teach or asked anyone to do that. I wanted a future big and bold. Of technology, of media and of money. You have technology friend, its not going anywhere. You have money, it comes sometimes, but seldom stays. But you have the dreaded media. In the names of the so called freedom of information and expression, it oppresses the people. It trashes the women and children. It paints in colors and writes hate. No wait, its a choice, you take it or just ignore it. But the media is words my friend, the media is language and culture. So when it changes the culture, it changes the people who created the culture. One man made a mistake yesterday, you drank some tea, I woke up, it changed the future. But a million men made a decisions yesterday to paint a red women in the nude. Then they raped her and then they beat up her child. They took him and slammed him in the sweat shops. They took her daughter and crammed her in the shady streets for sex. In your country, in my country, everywhere for that matter. Is today the day, the day we reach the crossroads? Yes its today, its been today for days. We reached here a hundred years ago. But we stood and we slept and we drifted. We actually enjoyed the great red show. How do we change it? I don't think we're ready for the third future. We have to safe the humanity. Change the past, now? There is no way of changing the past. The future is here. You have to change tomorrow. Tomorrow as in the fourth future? Yes the fourth future is not far away. But how again? The future, its eminent. I know, we cant stop the future, yes its clear now. Its physics and its entropy. The future is a phase, a time, and screen. It just comes, no matter what. Its a template, then we write something today, so tomorrow, its an addition to the template. So tell me now, how do we change it? You must find the real enemies. You must find the person who did it. You know, the guy with blood on his hands. You must find the clues, the smoking gun. You must find witnesses and then you must build a defense. Then you go face the people. You face the world. On that stage you speak and say that we have to stop and change. Change the future. Help and stand beside the children and women. So that we don't repeat history. But is that all? Will it be enough? Will they change? I don't know friend. Maybe it will help. Maybe it wont. But you said so, you laid the plan, you said I have the power. Why don't you guide me and follow me. We can find the enemy. We can convince them. Maybe we don't have to shoot them or kill them, we can talk to them and ask them to stop their crime. We cant friend. Why? Because the enemy is standing right here. The enemy is me. And you.

-gP2005-

[+] Found this cool photoblog; [Photos.Agray]
[+] I just found out my Hobbit name is Mungo Danderfluff and my Elven name is Finrod Tulcakelumë. Got this from [Hobbit] and [Elf] via [Still] via [Visi].

Comments

Jeevan said…
I think it is lift signal.
Maran said…
Bloody long post mate!
Ghost Particle said…
Thanx Jeevan.

Hey MAran. Yeh, felt like writting something...its a hard SF drama.

Why dont i get more readers...
well, you have an extra one now :)

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