I feel the need to ramble....

The moral compass.....part of the built in operators guide we all use to have....a sense of wonder, a sense of shame, a joy for life not possessions, and the aforementioned moral compass made the world I grew up in a place of beauty and awe.....we never worried about locking the door or fought with the neighbours for a reason we couldn't remember afterwards ..... we never had the things they tell us we need to live today.....everything to make life run faster ....I am starting to believe slowing down would be dangerous...the impact from anyone realizing they whorship greed and have "idols" called celebrities .....the long ignored moral compass could throw everyone into a panic. Society is too screwed up to stop in it's head on rush to get to the finish line.

Music....we use to listen to the music and it was for dancing, for fun, for informing us and it was free to listen to .....the artist was judged only on how much we enjoyed, appreciated, or wondered at their music....not at how much they can swear or incite people to hate....not question .....the way artists raised people's awareness of the world they lived in ......we didn't judge the artist ...he was a kindred spirit......now we measure the Booty on the female artist and not the songs or their quality ....we look at them more than we listen.....I miss the past performers who were loved for the music.....now we couldn't have a Janis Joplin, a Joan Baez, a Janis Ian or so many more......we have cookie cutter world for music that requires we see the music not hear it......if we were only able to listen to the music would we want other music....do the blind find a big ass or foul mouth to their liking or do they still find a well turned phrase and a great musical hook to their taste ..... ask yourself if Motown were today would anyone listen?


The moral compass we all have just most seem to have turned it over so they could get more have more and not have the nagging inner voice saying the compass is out of wack. I couldn't turn my compass off or hide it. I had a curse of observation and since so many won't face the compass I watched the world skew out of perspective ..... every occassion were I couldn't stop myself from speaking out I got run over by the stampede of moral lemmings heading for oblivium..... I stand in the herd of blank faces and think is getting run over worth the aggravation then I glance at the compass .... hold my tongue as much as I can and hold the course I'm on ....the lemmings be damned.