Everyday you see new construction sites building high rise concrete complexes. Creating more homes for our ever growing population. Or tourist spots that are making so much bank that the government continues to develop these destinations. Creating louder noises like faster cars that roar through the concrete landscapes. That loud high pitch pedestrian crossing light constantly ringing, breaking the silence of the night. All these things are suppose to help run our community. But something tells me that we’re doing it wrong. Not completely, but fairly wrong.
The growth of our communities are of two main components; structures and inhabitants. These structures are rapidly replacing our environment, and most of us are born and raised in artificial surroundings. These physical structures create a subconscious recognition of physical boundaries for our territories. There’s no wonder that humans are an ever growing depressed species. Nothing around us fully satisfies us. We have these subliminal needs and desires that are constantly being ignored, and one of them is the ache for freedom. Walls only define a form of imprisonment.There’s no wonder why there have been studies that show an increasing number of mentally impaired people, cause we’re driving ourselves mad. More and more people are becoming stressed, anxious and unwilling to participate to living in our communities – living in the sense that they are physically participating day to day, interacting with one another; playing basketball, or just chilling on the roof watching the streets and talking to one another. We’re all becoming so boring. Living such sedentary lifestyles, staring at screens and constantly checking our Facebook statuses to see how many likes we get. It’s pathetic. But that’s our life today. It’s fucked. We built technology for our convenience, and this convenience is turning out to becoming more of a nuisance than doing good.
Now that I think about it, why do you think that holiday destinations are always so… natural. Beaches, countrysides, sky diving. They all seem to act as an escape. An escape from our stressful city lives. Freedom from all the regulations and physical confinements that are constantly imposed upon us. That intrinsic yearn to be free finally being satisfied. Freedom from the laws of physics as you free-fall from kilometers high and not face inevitable death. Why is it that we’re so much happier, and more relaxed when we’re gathered around a tree on a park than when watching TV in the living room? Or even that major hype of getting drunk in the park, so much more fun than being drunk at home. There’s something special about it. These sensations that we feel are a form of communication between our subliminal consciousness and consciousness. It’s a way for our intrinsic self to tell us what is good and what is bad for us, and it shouldn’t be ignored.
Remember that first time you tried alcohol? And you felt like puking straight after? It’s a protective reflex in protecting your body from consuming something that is harmful to it. But after time, you get used to it, and sometimes, worst comes to worst you end up needing it. But it’s killing you. Faster and faster with each sip that travels down your throat… into your liver. It’s killing you subtly, and makes you feel great for a little while, until one day… your body fails. Isn’t this the same?
Maybe it’s why some people have mental breakdowns. No, rather it is the reason. There’s too much stress in our lives. Even if you exclude all that over-crowdedness, and heavy traffic. There’s still so much stress and pressure from society.
We’ve been brainwashed to believe this commercialized definition of a ‘home’… and yet many continue to search for one despite our ability to satisfy our basic needs for survival. ‘Home’ is something more than our physical external surroundings because somehow this idea of a home only causes our stress, anxiety and other non-infectious mental illnesses. Every year the population with a label of ‘mentally ill’ increase. Every year we battle not only our physical survival but also our mental sustenance.
Can we not see it with our eyes?
Can we not hear it with our ears?
Can we not feel it with every touch?
Can we not sense it with every breath?
The environment is a place where an individual is able to express their external bonds of existence, bridging to their internal being, as well as the depths of their freedom and reality. Urban consolidation is unnatural, so our bodies are rejecting it, just as we prevent bacteria from damaging our bodies. Our spiritual minds are becoming less and less able to connect to the physical reality that we have created for ourselves, leading to these anxieties and disorders.
We can see it with our eyes… how we yearn for luscious green fields, sapphire blue ocean water and peaceful white beaches. Beauty.
We can hear it with our ears… the tantalizing horns of cars and traffic. Agony.
We can feel it with every touch… the tingling sensation you get when you walk barefoot on grass, sand or mud. Nostalgic. Even if you’ve never done it before, you feel this arising excitement and happiness.
We can sense it with every breath… that sick mucky feeling of inhaling intoxicated fumes of cars and trucks. Suffocating.
Despite all of what we can see and all of what we can feel, we continue to pride ourselves of our superior intellect. How ignorant. That’s what most of us are. Ignorant and indenial. The funniest part of this, the fucking ‘cherry on top’ of our societal muffin, is that we separate ourselves from those labelled as mentally ill, mentally incapable, and lock them away in isolation. Asylums. Cages, essentially. Further inhibiting their ability to connect to their reality, to connect to their existence, to connect.
Who are we to decide who is mentally ill? Who is in the right mind to even suggest that disconnecting someone, who was born in this already deranged world, help them in any way to connect? Are we not human? Are they any less? Even through science we look at our progress of evolution, so are they not just the offspring of our chaotic urban settlements? Lastly, why do those with power continue to label these people as abnormal whilst they continue to create the abnormality within our natural environment, and why do we let them do so?
The whole scenario is so overly ironic that sometimes I feel like we can’t claim our title of being smart. Not by a long shot. Sure we’ve been able to create technology, things that still amaze me of course, I too am just a human with a greedy instinct to make things easier for me, but still… none of us have a clue with what we’re doing here. None of us know how we’re suppose to be, and definitely none of us have the right to label someone as mentally wrong. So here’s a thought for everyone, including myself;
You’re mad. You’re weird. You’re ignorant. You’re mental.
“Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of intelligence…”
– Sir Edgar Allan Poe
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