HELTER SKELTER!

Perhaps in a futile attempt to be white noise amongst a hurricane of poignant, well thought out opinions in the blogg-o-sphere (that is the 21st jargon to be expected, correct?) Ego Death is here.

For those amongst us that do not know or perhaps have sworn off the unchecked hodge-podge that is Wikipedia (where short spurts of information provide a new age level of bullshitting), Ego Death is a mystical experience focused entirely on an inward journey into the dark, Freudian wet dream portions of the mind. It’s all about facing your demons, patching up the old mental stucco, and evolving as an individual.

The world is now a technologically savy cluster-fuck. It is a globe where our interests (hobbies, likes, dislikes, past-times, and other synonyms) have become our definitions. Facebook, MySpace, WordPress, Blogger, etc. have simplified us into easily categorized and catalogued sub-groups. Slowly we have traded our individuality for a Mcversion of personal definition. We are the bands listed; the moods we update; the books we say we read. If the apocalypse is soon to happen, then we are legion. The proverbial 666 is our want to be defined by our superfluous external influences. Helter skelter!

HELTER SKELTER!

Exploration of what is inside us, the corners of the mind and the depths of the soul, is where the next plain of human evolution will be. Not an electronically fueled, pseudo-global consciousness, but an internal harmony dictated by humanity and the unpredictable human elements.

Now don’t grab the torches and pitch forks, call foul, or point out the seemingly hypocritical nature of this blog. It is, in a macro-view, exactly the evils I’m soapboxing. I don’t hate the interweb and I am not a holy-than-thou, boisterous blowhard. I know I pander sometimes. You must work with the enemy in a formal manner in hopes of change. I know technology and humanity can peacefully coexist, but humanity must always come first. Think of the Terminator lowered by someone of flesh and blood in the molten metal as the perfect metaphor I seek. Define it as you will.

I suppose then our message will be this: STAY HUMAN.

Be decent to each other and I’ll catch you when you’re thrown.

Peace,

Brian