It has come to my understanding that they describe me as a savage, ironically, I think of the opposite.
I live in a world where all issues are solved with orgasms and forgetfulness. An issue where if someone had died and his beloved were to be struck with grief is well-an issue. First of all, the people were conditioned to believe that someone's death was pointless and certain. Second, they don't know what love is. Third, there is no sadness because of the existence of soma.This world had chosen to sacrifice freedom for stability.
Orgies, orgasms, objectifying, ooh's, ooh's, and more ooh's. Im disgusted by them all.
He, the controller, created the foundations of our society thinking that he had solved our problems. Why not solve disputes by not having disputes at all? Why not eliminate depression by taking away the happiness that was there to begin with? Why not use drugs and constant sex to create this feeling of forged happiness among babies, children, families, then the entire society? Because this isn't what being a human is.
The difference that sets apart humans from animals is that we can create and we can love and we can cry and we make all these problems and we make so many confusing, illogical actions, that for some reason we try to keep together and we have been surviving for thousands of years for this very reason-to live to the fullest. We cling to each other, we disagree with each other, we hate each other, we learn from each other, we want to grow all together. So who are they to call me savage? They are the ones who maintain the characteristics of an animal. They simply strive for pleasure and follow their instincts. With situations such as death and Othello, The Bible, and Shakespeare, they cannot understand the emotion and its complexity.
It is because of he, that my mother does not carry the traits of a mother.
It is because of he, that no one cared for my mother's death.
It is because of he, Lenina lets herself become an object.
It is because of he, I will never see the art in history created to embrace all feelings and emotions and cries. It is because of he, that I don't have a family to laugh and have dinner with
It is because of he, that I can't make love with the actual love.
It is because of he, I have no one to love and create life with and sleep in bed without having sex and just talk to all night and make jokes and feel cared for.
This is the very ecstasy of love.
