A Prayer to Reality

On individualism and Prometheus

Let these celebrations of reality encompass the manic spasms of a fucked up culture spiraling toward oblivion. May they be a final gasp for fresh air where there is none to be had.

Our mental environment has been overrun by the corporations. The all powerful media. There comes a point where we must ask ourselves, as a species, if we control corporations, or if they now control us? Let us return to the roots of reality and human existence.

Prometheus stole fire from the gods, and gave it to humanity. The gift of fire; the first of our technologies. This gift enabled the escape to individualism — humanity’s independence from the gods of nature.

For this, Zeus sentenced Prometheus to an eternity of avian torture: having his liver pecked out daily by a bird.

The seemingly equal omnipotency nowadays. The pervasive face of advertising and the media; the dead-eyed faces of models you see in print that all look so strangely similar. The creatures you are told to aspire to be. We are not one of them. We don’t want to be one of them. It is time to celebrate individualism without shame.

Now is the time of a new fight. Let us celebrate Prometheus’s sacrifice with liver damage and fire, and claim freedom from our new situationally imposed cultural overlords, these gods of our own making.

Töad Meädow. Possibly your last chance at true freedom within the psychic and physical landscapes that make up our fleeting reality.

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