It’s the only time that matters.

Is there anything more to be said that hasn’t already been said a thousand times? The same arguments come up every year and day in different forms. Will we continue to be outraged at the same things with no memory of our past? Why do we stand by while injustices continue even when there these injustices are taking place out in the open? Why is it so comfortable to say nothing in the face of wrong doing? To save face? To avoid conflict? Avoiding conflict is what we should be doing. We should be rising up against those that refuse to consider others before themselves. How big of price are we willing to pay for our luxury? Our second televisions and our high powered SUVs. I covet them as well. But they are empty. They do not enrich our lives. They do not make them that much greater.

Waste is what we create. Wasted time, wasted energy, wasted relationships and wasted lives are what we create. How can we desire things for the sole purpose of making other people jealous? We buy expensive clothes that don’t function in anyway other than to meet a special standard of extravagance and satisfy a media created need. These things don’t have anything to do with artistic fashion. They are not created for the common man to consume. When art becomes such a commodity that is only available for the richest or most well connected we do ourselves a disservice. The corporations that sell movies and books do not distribute and advertise on things that would make our lives better or gain greater appreciation for what we have. They appeal to dollars and cents. For us to appreciate art it presumably takes money but it shouldn’t cost greater to those that want to appreciate it. The record companies have realized this too late. An alternate to their preferable method of music distribution has come from the underground. This revolution was necessary. It created a means for everyone to appreciate all music.

Digital format has made it so anyone with computer can “illegally” experience music. Facsimiles are never really going to be as good as the real thing. The music industry tried to exploit peoples desire to hear music that wasn’t attainable through live music shows. It worked for while and people were happy to hear the creations of musical artists. The failing came when the industry officials started to make it harder for people to get what was desired and kowtowed to greed. They seek out that which is the greatest common denominator not which is the greatest. Even when they have the best they put the price on it higher than what is affordable. Just as they created a new venue for experiencing art they destroy it for love of money.
The people behind the people that are helping to do anything but create money are doing a wrong in perpetuating an injustice. For every hour I spent at my job I was helping wealthy people retain and attain more wealth. I am sinner for that. I would do better by tilling soil. I could enable myself and others to eat and to continue living. I could be using the energy that I spend commuting to a capitalist company to power my light switches.

It is a never-ending supply of waste. It does no one any good to continue acting in this way because of convenience. Life is hard. It is. Let us believe it and spend our energies properly. Not by wasting it on insincere acts of good will or helping when it is convenient to us. We should act according to this rule at all times. It is our life; our existence and we are squandering it. We have friends and people all around us that could be our friends. We don’t see eye to eye on every issue but we shouldn’t create grudges where there are none. We could be spending more time connecting with the people around us. The devil we know is the person that we are less likely to assault and more likely to empathize with. People need help. If we stay detached from them it will ultimately cause conflict. My brother on the train that bumps into me may have been living a hard life. This man may be so distracted by his own grief that he busts right through me like I wasn’t there. But I’m here. He just doesn’t know it. It’s easy to forget everyone that is around has their own problems as well. Every time you have been terse with someone and acted on your own internal anger you have shown to other people how you feel. People should notice this and people should care. It does no great good to sum up a person entirely by one interaction. One person’s jerk is another person’s father. Look to who you are affecting when you only consider yourself. There too many excuses and not enough time to make up for them. Act the way you should when you should. It’s the only time that matters.