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The Great Dictator's Speech

I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone - if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness - not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.
Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost....
!/images/photos/0000/0874/Great_Dictator_Pub_140-6_normal.jpg! The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men - cries out for universal brotherhood - for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world - millions of despairing men, women, and little children - victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.
To those who can hear me, I say - do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed - the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. .....
Soldiers! don’t give yourselves to brutes - men who despise you - enslave you - who regiment your lives - tell you what to do - what to think and what to feel! Who drill you - diet you - treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate - the unloved and the unnatural! Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!
In the 17th Chapter of St Luke it is written: “the Kingdom of God is within man” - not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people have the power - the power to create machines. The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure.
Then - in the name of democracy - let us use that power - let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world - a decent world that will give men a chance to work - that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfil that promise. They never will!
Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people! Now let us fight to fulfil that promise! Let us fight to free the world - to do away with national barriers - to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness. Soldiers! in the name of democracy, let us all unite!


Charlie Chaplin
The Great Dictator
1940

end of may

in this sky tonight
the clouds radiate the sounds
as if i can hear only my insides
and as the horizon of this sea
gives me a reflection of myself
i realize this could be my last breath

from this very place that i stand
i start walking on an endless road
colliding with questions of my existence, knocking me down
and as i try to get up on my feet to fight back
i lose control and hit the ground

and here i think
if i died right now
would my words be heard?

on this canvas that i write on
i can read my self tired
of asking somebody if i'm still okay
when even myself do not know what to say
and here i ask louder
where am i going tonight?
i've already walked long miles
and i'm getting tired, i wanna stop

and from this seat in front of this fountain
i drown my eyes with sprinkles of water
along with tears i think
if i died right now
would my words be heard?


2006.06.01_59_end of may

echo

step down the spiral that is the life of me
swim swinging through the vortex that'd drain your sanity
tip toe on the broken shards, across the room you'll see
a soulless dull monster slipping past the psyche of thee

dreams of memories of conversations
in between the distance radiates otherwordly passion
seeping through the cracks are silent emotions
shot dead, cloaked and hung, scared shitless of confrontation

"never meet your hero", as some would preach
they may be just right but there's more than the eye meets
a close encounter with pure evil within your arm's reach
could derail your perception to tell which is which

so before this shit hits the fan and make waves through and through
compartmentalize, reprogram, do what you wish to
and if then i bleed out trying to save you
pleasure would be all mine, but i'll leave a fraction for you, too


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LM

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i'm sorry, do i look familiar to you?

--uhmm, no. why do you ask?

because you're giving me that weird look.

--really? well, i just think you look like..

what?

--you look like you just came back from a battle that you've lost.

well, the battle may be lost, but i survived.  so i kinda won.

--wow. ok.

hi, i'm tom.

--alex.

wait, is that? is that eagle, the lunar module?

--oh. oh yea.

wow. wait, look at this. just lift it up until you see.

--oh god. we came in peace for all mankind? wow.

yep.

--o...k...

(pause)

--i'm an apollo mission buff.

(pause)

--(pause)

(pause)
looks like you've got 2 choices here.

--really? what are those?

interested? ok.

--a bit. go on.

it's either you become my future awkward situation..or..

--ok..or..

or..some 50 years from now, we look back to this moment and you'd say, "you were so confident that night and i'm really thankful you were"

--wow. you are something else, aren't you?

but either way you're coming home with me tonight.

--oh, that's the confident part.

yup! i ain't like this everyday but apparently i am tonight.

--good.

so..blah blah blah..blah blah blah.

--blah blah blah. blah blah blah.

coincidence

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i was on leave last friday, didn't rain all day..saturday and sunday, didn't rain all day..today is monday, didn't rain all day..now just about as i was getting prepped up to go to work, @ 8PM..it fuckin' rained so damn hard. what's up with that?

is it a sign? is it a message? am i being tested? no.

"coincidence. that's all anything ever is. nothing more than coincidence." (500 days of summer)

coincidence does not partake in the mystery and drama shenanigans. there is no hidden magic in coincidence, for coincidence is purely magic itself.

is there anyone here?

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is there anyone here? no? good.

firewall

"it's a curse, what you have. your hate for the society. how you think it's for your own good to disconnect. to detach your whole being from the mainstream whatever that you've grown to abhor. to alienate yourself from a place you truly belong. you learned to be good actor. a very good one. you can spend hours around people you decided you hate and live by without talking to them. without even looking at them. you say you don't care about almost everything, your face says so, but deep in you is every single opinion that you're trained to keep to yourself, afraid that one of your precious opinions might get tagged as just another internet gibberish. you stop talking to people. and after imagining a bad conversation with them, you delete them in your contact list. you have a facebook account, but you don't want to see updates from the people on your friends list, so you unfollow them, but more often you unfriend them just because they posted a picture of their cat doing regular cat things. you have a twitter account but you never twitted..because you forgot your password..and can't retrieve it..because you have no idea which of your 20 email addresses you used for it. and fuck instagram..seriously..fuck it. then you wear earphones whenever you're outside so nobody greets you. and you wear sunglasses so you don't have to greet everybody. your mobile phone is worthless because you don't text or call. you started to forget your friends' birthdays, or you just don't greet them because for the next 2 seconds, your post on their facebook wall will be obliterated by the other hundred HBD's from people they don't even know personally. seriously? HBD? you're a fucking adult privileged to live with high tech gadgets in this super high tech era and you can't fucking type a full happy fucking birthday? jesus man! that should be considered sloth! oh i weep for the seven deadly sins. they don't mean much anymore. and then..you have this amazing "i have work" excuse that you use to everybody. and i mean everybody! i once heard a person say, if you wanna get out of something, don't ever say you have plans, plans can be cancelled..say you have work. that man was schmidt and he's right because who's gonna drag you somewhere compromising your job? freakin genius man. and then you realize, you live in a bubble. alone. all your friends fade out, away from you. you barely talk. you once stopped talking to a dear friend just because she started taking pictures of the food she's about to eat. it is that simple to you. like you're this all-powerful mighty human being who does not just accept things the way they are and tries everytime to bend others to the will of your consciousness level. you basically.hate.people. and you're not wrong. you have to hate people. the bullshit here. the bullshit there. all the fucking bullshit all around the fucking globe! and you're right about that. but one thing you always forget is to never generalize. yea, people are stupid, but not all of them. your filtering protocol got screwed up that you're filtering everything. nothing gets to you anymore. and i don't blame you for being that way, that's a good thing. it makes you feel like there's still hope down here. that everyone is not alike. but just ease it up a notch. let's blame the system instead. we are all victims here. the vast majority are just too blind to see it, that's why they are getting dragged and dragged to whichever way the system takes them to. we are not bad people. we just come from a bad place."

INVU

i envy you.
you people who were born, lived, grew old and died on the far reaches of society. you from the indigenous tribes of himalayas. you from the poverty stricken part of ethiopia. you from the villages tucked deeply in the amazon. you eskimos who live in an actual igloo i only see from an ABC flashcard in pre-school. you who have never got the chance to deal with technological advancements. you who have never seen an automobile. you who's dream house is literally limited to four walls and a roof. you who's idea of success is to be just as happy tomorrow as you are today. you who doesn't have to turn off your lights to gaze upon the vast blanket of stars. you who's life is simple..too simple. it is too late for me, for most of us. i could only envy you, and i will tell you why you will not want to be a part of it.

technology is good. prosperity is nice. but it looks as if our success as a society is an individual failure for most of us, if not all of us. we have been brought closer and closer together by transportation and communication, but at the very core of it, we are drifting away from each other, faster than any communication device can counteract. greed has gotten to all of us. it has become a part of our subconscious and became an indelible mark on our personalities, but of course, we are trying to rationalize it as though we are only victims of opportunity. how do we stop this? we don't. how can we at least control this? we can't. why? because everyone, and i mean everyone, is a gear on this humongous machine, be it you're a miniscule gear, but nevertheless an integral part of it.

where it all started? i don't know. but it's plausible that it all started in our brains. from the primitive brains of our ancestors, which discovered fire. the primitive brain which invented axe, and stone tools, and wheel and axle. the primitive brain which started a whole revolution of invention to make our lives easier. that is it, that statement alone sparked the greed. "TO MAKE OUR LIVES EASIER". because to some, they would want to satisfy that for themselves even if it would be the total opposite of it for others. and i tell you, it is dangerously infectious, faster than a plague. and it bothers me how it is systematically distributed from top to bottom. from corporate CEO's, to the middle men, to the small players , and down to the consumers. our cars, our home, specially our gadgets, and even our food. we are all plagued. our idea of success is to get more and more. go buy this new shoes, go buy that big-ass television, go drive that fancy car and eat at those fancy restaurants and wear this fancy clothes and keep tapping on your fancy gadgets. ain't it all just fancy? somehow i'm trying to comprehend how it could be hardwired on our brains how these things come to being.

here's what happens..
you see, you have a nice job and you have these nice things and you see these better things that you can't afford. then you'd decide to quit your job and look somewhere else that will pay you more to buy these better things. and now that you have these better things, you now need a bigger house to store them and keep them safe all for yourself. and you buy a bigger car and indeed you need a bigger parking space. and at the background of it all, there are other entities who does their job because you and a couple billion more wants a new phone and a new house and a new car and all of them are exactly like you. these are all intricately intertwined in this machine of a society. and now you have a bigger house so you have to pay more for utilities--electricity bill, phone bill, water, internet, house and lot mortgage, car loans, credit card, and that thing you bought just because it was on sale. then you notice the job that's been paying you more looks like they're paying you even less, and of course the new iphone is out, which you can't afford, so you quit your job again and look someplace else where they'd pay you even more. then it all resets! and all of a sudden, you have two cars and two parking spaces and a big-ass mansion with a big-ass garden, and a big-ass couch while watching your big-ass television and your big-ass ipad at the same time. all these you couldn't even afford last year! when does this stop? when you become the CEO? i don't think so. where is the line? it's starting to look like there isn't. and at the end of the day, you isolate yourself away because you don't trust people anymore, or at least the ones who don't have what you do. and that is the very definition of greed.

so that is why i envy you.

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