Occupy LIFE
If only I kept track of the times I have pressed “backspace” in the last half an hour, or the times I have yawned. It is a cause for great sorrow (and concern)— this vicious cycle of uninspiring content. How to break the cycle? I’ve got a serious case of writer’s block. A serious case of self indulgent writer’s block, the kind that prides itself with over analysis of one’s inability to produce a decent paragraph, even a line or two, of relevant none-nauseating content. It is not like I don’t have anything to write about. In fact, the opposite is true. There is so much to write about. So much livestock excrement to denounce. The predicament is always the same— time is evanescent, eternally evanescent.
The predicament mentioned above has encouraged me to propose the metamorphosis of the protests concerning Occupy Wall Street. I propose an introspective metamorphosis. Allow me to elaborate—
99% of Americans (as well as more than half the world’s population) lead lives which conform to the meaning of occupy as “be busy with”. In other words, we are absorbed into a routine with the pretext that it will guide us into the path of a perfect and content life. We are absorbed, we are busy, we are occupied. We are everywhere, yet we advance towards nowhere. We have everything, yet we are nothing. We are too occupied to truly occupy— seize, conquer— our lives. Unfortunately, time is evanescent, eternally and unforgivably evanescent. It is not the streets that which we should be seizing. It is our lives that which need some conquering.
Over the last couple of months I too have been too occupied with trivialities which leave nothing, but take more than one would want to. Trivialities, that though at times might appear to be important, in retrospect are not all that worthy of concern. So much energy invested into decomposing matter. Not enough energy invested into my passions, my intellect, my creativity, my happiness. I want to reoccupy my life. I think we all should. We ought to. I want to read more. Complain less. Write more. Learn more. Be more. I want to be part of the cure, not part of the disease (and yes, I just used Coldplay lyrics as philosophical resource).
Banish the routine. Banish the alarm clock. Banish the morning commute. Banish work. Banish idleness. Banish apathy. Banish negativity. Conquer your life. Time might be evanescent, eternally and unforgivably evanescent, but I rather have infinite ephemeral joys than a wastebasket of ephemeral miseries.
Occupy LIFE.
- Lady of Press
