Your God-given birthright. (Or Mother Nature, or Universal Consciousness, or Whatever, if you don’t like the word God… it’s just a label, a collection of letters.)
We are born with all the freedom of our true, natural selves: wild animals. But from that moment on, the world gets to work hypnotising us into being narrow-minded, fear-addled Puritans.
And thus our misery is guaranteed. Oppression and repression are the order of the day. And I mean ORDER. Sieg heil.
The life of civilized Man is one of enslavement to a matrix of beliefs designed to oppress, and so hoodwinked is the average Man that s/he will actually defends it!
Sid Vicious knew the antidote: “Undermine their pompous authority. Reject their moral standards. Make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible and don’t let them take you alive.”
BUT… remember… those you rail against – parents, teachers, friends, lovers, virtually everyone you know – those pompous authoritarians you believe love you, but only do so as long as you obey the rules, they who are quick to punish trangressions – are themselves hypnotised, and therefore warrant compassion and forgiveness. Behind the smiling masks of civility everyone is frantically herding the cats of their terror, lest they be found out as the frauds they are – not the paragons of virtue the world demands they be, but the wild animals they truly are.
Caged wild animals.
Driven mad with frustration. With too much oppression. Too much repression.
Pretending all’s well.
The result? Hypocrisy. Self-righteous, indignant, intolerant, judgemental, mean, spiteful hypocrisy.
And, I’m afraid, that almost certainly includes you too. Yes, YOU. Me too.
My solution is a little less violent than Sid’s. My solution is: stop it. Simple. Stop playing that game. Stop being one of them. WAKE UP. Snap out of it.
Reclaim your right to freedom of self-expression. Shout when you’re angry. Cry when you’re sad. Hug and kiss the people you find gorgeous even if they’re not your spouse/partner (whatever). Have sex with anyone you want (as long as they’re up for it too, of course!).
By the way, contrary to popular belief you are NOT someone else’s private property just because you’re in a relationship with them… unless you agree to go along with that pernicious idea (which you have done, right?). In a sane world (as opposed to the insane world of civilized society), you would NOT owe anyone emotional or sexual exclusivity as the price for their ‘love’ (that’s not real love, folks… it’s hostage-taking) – anyone who demands it of you is being a tyrant. Likewise are you if you demand it of others. Neither agree to, nor demand, monogamy – it is a terrible unkindness and is justifiable only to a diseased mind.
Reclaim your joie de vivre. It’s your birthright. Your God-given birthright.
You’ll get flak. Yes siree. The enslaved don’t want you to be free. They want you to be compliant because they depend on you for the gratification of their needs and desires (having never been taught by the world how to be emotionally or psychologically self-sufficent, as you have not). That’s when you need to fight. Kick. Scream. Don’t let the bastards grind you down.
That’s if you’ve got enough balls. Most people haven’t but rather than admit to cowardice they pretend to themselves that the system is a good one, even though the evidence of its unworkability is staring them in the face. Shouting at them.
Y’see, the thing is… this game of Puritanism, this way of being that everyone takes so darn seriously, the foundation of civilization, of all that’s ‘good’, ‘right’ and ‘holy’, is really rather preposterous. And all the people who play it are preposterous. You. Me. Everyone.
It’s utterly ridiculous. Nonsense. Balderdash. Someone, somewhere must surely be laughing at us. Laughing at the tragicomedy we have invented for ourselves.
That so many are stupid enough to believe in it without question is lamentable, and that it is enforced with such ferocity and hysteria is outrageous.
Nevertheless, YOU do not have to abide by it.
So… open the door to that cage and walk out. Don’t wait for permission. It won’t be forthcoming.