We are all on drugs

It’s halfway through 2009. The world is in a state of financial crisis. There is a health epidemic spreading from Mexico that has every country up in arms. The global climate is worsening everyday as the environment’s final hours are ignored. And we are all on drugs; and then we ask ourselves why.

We live in societies that have maintained their strict rules over centuries, despite the changing times. We are raised in families whose traditions are outdated by the now daily new technologies that alter and supposedly ameliorate our existences. We’re bombarded by a mass media that is controlled by people who have their own agendas. And war brims on all horizons.

So pick your poison.

You can drink. You can go to a doctor and get a prescription for something that will come in a little orange bottle with a childproof cap. Or you can just go to the pharmacy and get pills that’ll help you sleep it all away.

You can also smoke a joint, snort some yeyo, or shoot some smack. There’s also always crack, fake sugar, and coffee.

Who’s not dosed with something?

The question of why is almost rhetoric. We know why.

We work hard (in life, love, and everything else) and most of us see very little in reward.

The world has become depressing. So we need every little thing we can find to put a smile on our faces or at the very least to ease our soul a little bit.

It is a hard thing to be sober in this already sobering existence.