The Horror Day Season

• Posted by The Artist D November 29, 2012 #Holiday  #theartistd  #Love  #santa  #gifts  #giving  #change  #garbage  #bullshit  #reality  1,784 views
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  It's that time of year again. When is it not that time of year again? The holidays are minefields and you are but a mouse on a wheel. It puzzles me more and more with the older I get. That's not to say age has much to do with it other than the fact that with age you tend to notice the repetition of humanity over and over and over ... 

   

  Doesn't anyone out there get bored? I'm a fan of living my life differently as much as I possibly can. I'm like Madonna's hair ... or face. Every day, month and year I try to do something different. Now that I've ran through all the traditions those normal people celebrate I have caught on to the cycle of repetition. It's a lot like the political elections (whether you're in jolly England or fat America). After so many elections you start to wonder how people forget so fast. Did they forget they just elected a rat bastard eight years ago and they want to elect a similar rat bastard only eight years later? 

   

  Humans are fascinating creatures to observe. Think about how quickly they forget and can easily be conned (forever) into repeating a tradition. (Will you marry me?) It only takes them 300 some days to forget. One year is all it takes from holiday to holiday to get right back into it. They forgot that last year they hated Christmas, hated shopping, hated their family. All they (the culture makers, the society keepers) had to do was change the atmosphere. The only difference between your usual Christmas today compared to your Christmas in 1885 is the gadgets are different. The house looks different. The family has evolved into a different looking family. Smack a new coat of paint on a piece of shit and they think it's a new piece of shit. 

   

  It's what made me get over it. Remembering that is. I remembered what happened last year and the year before, so I tried something different each year after. I didn't return like the 8 generations of family before me to do the same thing year after year just because I thought I had to. Those small town folks being born and dying in the same place living 80 years worth of "trying to get it right." They never did. 

   

  We're raised to have choices and to pave our own way, to be who we want to be. You're born this way as long as you fit the appropriate checkbox. We aren't supposed to make our own checkbox. 

   

  Just keep going ahead with the holiday season. Keep stringing up the blasted lights and singing the same music every year. Because you're afraid of change. You're afraid to set what's "going so good" on fire in hopes for something better. I have a terrible habit of throwing out what's good to find what's better. I never let it sit around too long as it gets moldy. Good stuff always goes bad, so you should toss it before it rots and those nasty bugs start flying around ... Like Santa Clause.