The Disposable Generation

I recently discovered that we now live disposable lives.

Yesterday I went to the park to clean my mind.
After 30 minutes, I found my favourite bench and ran off to it, for it has the perfect view of the soccer team yelling away, the swings, the dogs, the runners. It's exceptional.
A few minutes later, an elderly couple sat next to me and they held hands. We started talking and I asked them how long they've been together. They said : it'll be 60 years next month! 
I was floored.
When I asked them how they managed, she replied with : Generations, dear, generations. We were fortunate to be born in a time where when something was broken you fought hard to fix it. Not just throw it out like disposable batteries.

That concept really stuck with me. 
Fighting through struggle.
Over the next few hours, I began to reflect on the generations...trying to pin point the exact moment where we started to become this "disposable" generation.
Not a particular moment in time connected with me, mainly because I am certain that this has formed within a few generations. The link? Technology.
The more attached we have become to being wired, the more detached we have become with ourselves. We've lost our sense of nature, our sense of touch.
The only "touch" we refer to is on our iPads.
We throw away anything that has a crack in it, because we always want to have the latest and flashiest, to impress people we don't like, with money we usually don't have.


Is this the life?
Is this what we have made of life?
How have we gone from Gandhi and Percy Shelley to video camera phones and morally grey reality tv shows as forms of education?



XtG

The Lie of Love

Tonight's insomniac inspiration stems from the very subject I loathe and secondarily mention. Love.


It has come to my attention that this concept that is ''love'', has turned into something not as glorifying in 2011.
Our eyes. 
Our eyes no longer see.
Your soul mate could be standing right in front of you and you wouldn't even know it.


This is because there are two parts to you. 
1) Your true self.
2) Your celebrity self. 


Your celebrity self is the one that is obsessed with ego. The one that's talking about the thick brown hair, those bedroom eyes, etc. 
But these pairings never work. 
And when they fail, we wonder why?
 Why with our broken hearts and our bruised egos....
Dont get me wrong, I'm not saying physical attraction isn't important.
What I'm trying to emphasize is do not confuse the attraction to the physical with the yearning of the soul. Given its chance, the true self (the higher self) will always break through to find its soul partner. 
And trust me darlings, it can come from the person you least expect. So don't close out, or else you'll never know what you missed.