Macabre is what is known as 'the dance of death', that is, in my mind, the folly of life. It's supposed to be exercised as a positive bridge between two opposite parts, that one side cannot exist without another equal and opposing aspiration/reaction.The rant that I have is the border between two such metaphorical values. The confusion that is human, that is non-human. What makes self? Why existence and individuality a major contribution to all our resolve. These questions are but merely pointed upon through our own cultural boundaries, through our faith and media.Faith makes a man weak, in my view at least; some higher power 'holier than thou' should not contribute to your reactions to everyday life. You can take this as a pessimistic/optimistic opinion. If you are general good in life then you go to whatever place that you believe is better then now. If say you figure this in a bad point of view, you decide that your choice is to avoid doing bad things, as to depart from whatever hell or reincarnation you are avoiding.Then you got media influencing ethics and morals. That of pulp belief and motive. Pretty much worse than faith ever was, media has 'an eye for an eye' kind of point of view, only including little statistics making one eye look better than another, and never do we really consider that fact and ficticiousness is one of the same; that through our combined thought comes the same anguish and concerns; furthering the medias fuel to put terrorism and other common thoughts as a highlight for our six hour a day per person (averaged) addiction.Apparently the main difference between human and animals is exactly that we can understand how to do a specific action and line of thought from mere observation, and further more is our own weakness. if you get inpounded by one such imagery, ideal, for long enough, you end up believeing that it's true, when in actually fact it probably isn't. Coca Cola is good, Mac Donalds isn't that bad with burgers like these, God never rejected mankind, he just took the seventh day off.Macabre is the dance of death; the folly is that we think there's an invinciiblity behind our own ethics and morality. I ask you this, if individuality exists so profoundly, then why is it that you eat up whatever environment you want to be in. Mines a royale with cheese.
