April 4, 2011
America- the America that I once knew was the sweet sounding future of prosperous beginnings-I dreamed of life after high school and college itself but what I have been told and what is the truth is long abstracted- I hear the cries of my generation-the cries of them I hear- I see multiple personalities diminished by the bottle- both pharmaceutical and alcoholic in nature- and there once smiling dreaming eyes gone- nothing but addiction stays- and with these addictions there old selves are replaced- Damn- kids having sex with other kids-having sex with everyone- has deemed our generation- Generation X-
Ex dreams- ex beginnings- ex morals- ex happiness- why are they frayed from life’s true paths as I once was? I am no longer a part of this Generation- I am utterly by myself in nature- I understand what these benevolent children do not- I understand addiction and love- I understand dreams and dreams themselves understand me- and for this I no longer am sad for this generation- because they are sad themselves as I am not- I am not confused or sad- for life is a road that all must travel, frayed from the road occasionally but always true in path, because in the end the road itself must-
Live freely-
John Mac
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