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Matt LaFleur
9-27-06


Photo History: Child Labor Photography


The people must be shown their misery in neat little ready to serve packages for any acknowledgment of reality. We most show each other pictures of little dreary beaten freckled faces drenched and saturated to a degree of utmost absurdity in musty oiled well greased sweat and grimy grime wallowing in the dreamy stenches of forgotten and shattered dreams. The little tiny children with their nimble digits fresh off the press, All they want is to be children, dirty un-bathed hooligans perhaps but not slave children to the man of slaves. So why not just go frolic and jump for joy and skip and scamper in the summer’s eve of child’s play delight and devious wonders. Or they can sweep the chimneys and shine your showroom boots and Christmas spirit loafers for rusty nickels, maybe a little junk on the side and runner up on the black lung buffet. As scrumptious as the all you can haggle buffet might be it never lasts for long and syphilis really isn’t that much fun when you get down to it. The mills run down the slick hair gentlemen and their needy needs go elsewhere for their worldly pleasures and high time delights. Into the grinder they go As Mr. Hine would say “While they are children they escape because they are little. The smallest hole saves them. When they are men, The millstone of our social system comes in contact with them and grinds them” Grinding them down into an unreachable absence of mind, a grueling slop feed for the oncoming frenzy of headless desires content to grind themselves into oblivion for a brighter tomorrow, spare one quick clairvoyant snapshot before the grave one more faded epitaph of long forgotten glazed eyes and humbled servitude lost in the endless grind

A Boo FatherFucking Hoo

For serious!!!! Life is like Way WAY hard man




Sad face

Im like soo way totally going to coachella

...... way

Your all just a bunch of confuddled minnows in Hussie McFramtons pleasure pond so SUCK it up .........BITCHES

humanity needs a reset button

i really really need to make some friends that actually give a crap about me
not the kind that pretend to almost kind of give a shit but only when convenient
which of course seems to be just about everyone
it more so seems to be the case that im just another lost cause oddity no one really wants to deal with or think about
perhaps a word a two for the hell of it but no one really wants to bother with it no one ever wants to think about those things that question the precious previewed realities we all live with

its strange how you can be so incredibly lonely yet find yourself continuously repulsed and disgusted by people especially those you care about and thought actually cared about you. its all just a big game to see how long we can keep the illusion rolling on until it all crashes then we rebuild it right back up again.
no one ever wants to deal with the reality of a situation so we just keep on walking buy ignoring the dying old man
on the street just keep on going ignore the suffering oh sure you might toss them some change here and there to make yourself feel better give yourself a nice pat on the back but the reality is the majority of people are completely
twisted in themselves including myself being a product of such a society . the problem is the majority of people wont ever even dare question or realize it
i dont want to be be a part of it any more i dont want to be part of all this illusionary filth we pretend is acceptable
treating people like dirt and filth and pretending like its ok and making up every imaginable justification for our actions
then looking at something like this and just glancing right over telling yourself its just more depressive rambling nonsense that has no meaning or value just someone always looking at the dark side of things "Oh No it doesnt have anything to do with Me " The problem is the majority of what we would like to call modern societies in this world are all built on a structure that feeds off negative ideas.
Human beings are capable of incredible loving kindness yet equally driven towards the opposite side of the scale we become completely consumed without ever realizing it. our whole economy and base of existence relies on taking advantage of those less fortunate then us what we would like to pretend as honest hard work in return for goods the reality of it is each person taking advantage of the next for their own profit and gain. each person trying desperately to eek out their own little existence. one of the main reasons one becomes so wrapped up in themselves we all pretend like theirs some great goal to achieve some end of the line marker to reach and we trample everyone on the way there. Their is a reason music is so powerful moving it is the very reflection of life we do not live for an end or purpose we live for life for the very sound and rhythm each life creates yet we still live in world were the majority of the populous completely ignores any such idea

Christmas is for Faggot sailors on methamphetamines

Why is it we all cling so dearly to illusions
idealistic models


maybe we all just need to BLOW our minds out on some silly thing we call reality
ugly and beautiful truths. Many may be aware of such things yet their is always a tightening grip on
illusion as woven webs of existence cast over our perception of a physical world.
a conscious mind in each individual human, each with its own intricate blinders on shielding it from whatever we might not wish to confront

i would say a good portion of most religions are created for this very purpose
a safe illusion , warm comforting thoughts , a chosen path
instead of what seems at first glance as chaotic madness that makes up each life in this observable universe
perhaps something like censoring a child from pornography or truths of violent death and life
we wish to shield ourselves in some way willingly and subconsciously throughout our life

even if we are continually forced with any given reality we ignore it in some way in favor of illusion those who would think otherwise doubly so . as human beings we all cling to our illusions to some degree

perhaps it is due to the fact that we live in societies that feed off illusions like Wealth, prestige, recognition, whatever it might be its all a great big thriving hive of illusion whether we believe in it all or not one must take part in such illusions to operate within that society to some degree

it seems more apparent with every thought that as human beings we still are only at the very beginnings of a kind of mental evolution like children with such an extraordinary power as a conscious mind we become slaves to it until we learn to master it and discover just what exactly it really has to offer
currently i would say humanity as a whole is a mere plaything to the workings of our own minds something like stringed puppets boobing about in accordance with each twisted though triggering a whole symphony of chemical responses. it would seem as though at least a majority of the human populous wishes to remain in a dulled state of awareness
compared to what our minds are capable of only an assumption of course but i would say the human mind is capable of more then many would ever really choose to believe

humans - - just a bunch of lost and confused hunter gathers all mixed up in the insanities of technological and societal conflicts, clinging to animalistic emotive responses and still havent made the fundamental leap of a logical mind that is to say that using logic process and behaving in a logical way with actual awareness of ones own true thoughts is a very different matter

life of a lonely man will always be as such
it is the very nature of a rogue mind to be alone
escape is futile

it is time to diverge from the common path

:: Warning Ridiculous philosophy Essay ::
9-5-05

    All things become as though transparent though the continuous routine of life’s processes as stated by Aristotle “The sound is in our ears from the very moment of birth and is thus indistinguishable from its contrary silence since sound and silence are discriminated by mutual contrast.” We are born into a universal whole of interconnected, interchanging cycles and routine from which we remain unaware unless a conscious effort is made to observe it. The planet Earth and all its inhabitants making up only a small miniscule part of the whole process from which we may observe the harmonious warring of opposing forces setting the continuous motion of change. This all seems to me to be the essence of Heraclitus’s Logos. The universal undulations from which ultimate cosmic forces create being though its very destruction.
    The ongoing question that twiddles about in my mind is why do some choose to see things as circular as opposed to a more linear view which I suppose could be narrowed down to Eastern vs. Western in a simplistic way. Perhaps it’s a matter of a primal fear of the unknown that’s still ingrained in people’s primordial minds which might leave people more open to accept such religious beliefs that would be opposed to a circular view of an interconnected universe in which we as humans exist as an astronomically small portion. This also brings to mind the factor of ego. How we could once consider the human race and the planet earth as the center of all things. Even today the basis of such ideas still prevails in some form or another through inflated egos which we obliviously let shape our perceptions of reality.

There is something very powerful in sheer adrenaline through a primal rage. The kind you might encounter when your life suddenly becomes a mere teetering variable which in turn triggers a response in our brains which brings to life the ultimate primal force that makes us fight for our very lives instilling our ever present primal fear of death. Yet its just an alteration of our senses and how we perceive reality which is shaped by the chemical reactions that have taken place in our bodies. Like being addicted to any drug we become an addict of our own thoughts and hormonal chemical balances like one might become and addict of the chemicals that go along with depressive thoughts or becoming an addict of fear letting it twist and mangle any logical thought ….the kind of fear one might let themselves become a tireless victim of along with all the nifty paranoia and the like

 

The question that comes to mind then is do you wish to live a life of primal passion such as the oh so alluring world of Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club sort of living life as a play toy of realities consequences. Depending of course on how you choose to see or experience such a given reality.  Or there is the other side of the spectrum to live under the ideal of a logic open mind with a calm collectiveness and patience. It seems to me that the large majority of the human species tends to lean more towards a primal reasoning that being mainly letting ones primal urges be the controlling factor of ones thoughts and decision making. Perhaps it just me but for the most part I would say a majority of what goes about in our brains dealing with our emotive state we remain oblivious to the actions and mechanics of our own minds to such an extent that one might become entangled in their own skewed realities well at the same time unaware of it

 

 The goal still remains for most survival which goes along with being able to adapt in your environment and defend yourself against any who may challenge you which still has its importance depending on what your focus and goal is. but what im really trying to get at here is that we may all be animals yet we have been given the great gift of a conscious mind able to comprehend our own existence and our surrounding world. Now is it really such a task to evolve beyond our primal animalistic senses. I’m not saying in anyway that we should just ignore our primal sense and urges and pretend as though we are not just animals since it is a very important thing to remember our origins but that we have been given the option to use such a powerful mind which gives us the ability to apply reason and logic to those impulses not just remain in this primitive mode but to check our emotions not just remain a vessel of hormonal reactionary impulses. like a child may be attracted to the great thrill and power of destruction the feeling of a dominating victorious force but at some point you would be expected to rise above that and realize there is more to life then action with brute force instead of continually feeding a  destructive urge because the rest of society live their lives in mindless frenzies of routine weeding out those who fail to be economically viable leaving them to fend for themselves  with such an aggressive nature