Ylana Maya - Ruling Consumerism

Unnatural Happiness

Steering off from the path, no no no... Stay on track, do not be dragged back into the masses of lonely souls searching blindly for more.

What do you want? What is your goal? What do you have to show for all the work you've done? We need more, we need evidence, we need you to prove your worth by providing us with something physical, show us now that you are a correct individual, show us that you will become the perfect brainwashed citizen. Like that car? Work your arse off and get it. Want that new phone? It will cost you an arm and a leg. I know the phone costs as much as a 2 week holiday, but at least with the phone you'll have something to show for it and not just wasted memories of beautiful adventures. You must want and have something you can hold in your hand, a brand to brainwash your fellow man, a brand which will make all worth your while. Or at least create the illusion of success.
Never mind the idea of freedom, because the only freedom you really want is the freedom to buy all of the distractions we create for you. Nevermind your experiences, fundamentally they do not matter, because society needs you to buy the things you want, the very things you're wanting as a result of advertisement created by us. Obey obey obey, buy this thing and that thing. Do not question authority, we like you to stay dull and submissive and lost on the streets and we expect you will be grateful for what you've got, not everyone gets this stuff afterall.

But... What good is this stuff when you're 6 feet under? Contribute to a landfill mound of non bio degradable soul eating stuff... Help us dump into our oceans, help us deface our lands, help us destroy the world as we know it.... And accept that our home, our beautiful planet earth is changing into a wasteland and that's how its meant to go.... There is nothing you can do once the materialistic vampires stick their teeth into you, buy buy buy and advertise to your friends, that wealth shows, that when you have more you can be so much more happier...

I do not think so.

Happiness... It does not come from materialistic jargon, it does not come from your lovely new car, it does not come from your fancy new clothing and your lovely big mansion... It comes from within, it comes from the memories you create with people, it comes from the connections you make in life, it comes within the whispers of memories that others will share when you are no longer physically here... It comes from fulfilling your true purpose...
Happiness... It comes from living your best self, from touching the hearts of those around you, it comes from living in true authentic love. It comes from a place of true purity... It comes from your heart and soul...

If you want to be happy then realise that you have all that you need in this moment... If you want to work for more, if you want to have all this material man-made beauty, you can have it... But realise that no matter what you have, no matter what your status is... You can be happy in the now, you can find true peace within your chaos, just be... Just relax... Just feel... And trust.

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