I wrote this recently. Dsound exclusive.
The propaganda machine is driving me mad, and just how numb and unaware most people are is frightening to me. There are debates to be had about precisely what is the propaganda (it's hard to wade through all of the lies), but the fact that most people don't really believe there are malevolent people happy to spread complete lies about reality, that there really is propaganda after your mind and freedom of thought, is crazy to me. A legitimate starting point is, at the very least, popular culture, which clearly has no concern for your well-being, which clearly wants to destroy what scraps of human dignity you've managed to preserve in the face of a culture that has undermined all of your noblest desires and capacities from the day you were born.
And the screaming fans don't care; they will, in fact, pay huge sums of money to be brainwashed. We are, ironically, the most illiterate, "educated" generation of all time. We read but can't comprehend.
Much to be said, but there's a reason I'm a songwriter instead.
Is This What We Want?
Pop stars tell you what to think
And you willingly agree
They don’t care about anything
But that you follow blindly
Be a puppet, sell your soul
And you’ll fit right in
Be a coward, controlled
Have a heart of tin
And you’ll be just fine
Give up your mind
To their whims and desires for your life
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Because it’s what we’re getting
See no sunlight, keep your dark
Let screens become your guiding light
Memorize their slogans
Don’t put up a single fight
Be a puppet, sell your soul
And you’ll fit right in
Be a coward, controlled
Have a heart of tin
This isn’t a joke
A word for the “woke”
They will cut you off at the throat
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Because it’s what we’re getting
If you can’t see it you’re already dead
Open your eyes and get out of bed
Go take a walk and clear out your head
Forget the poison that you’ve been fed
'Cause it’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
But it’s what you’re getting
If you don’t say stop
Say stop
Copyright 2018
xx,
Kay
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Greetings @kayclarity. Was pleased to have another one of those moments of synchronicity when I found your blog. Just happened to be at the top of my feed.
I have read your comments below. First of all you have the soul of a poet and musician. That's easy to see. Your writing is very poetic too. One can readily sense your passion for the subject of your post and song. I enjoyed your music and can only wonder what it would be like in a professional studio with back up, etc. As for your sorrow and struggles re: your career as a musician I feel great compassion, however, I also know that who you now are and what you will become could not have come to pass without the struggle, without the journey you have been on; and frankly, souls like yours are called to burn brightly but seldom as they had thought they would. Sometimes one must first be lost before one can be found. So you come to a point where you allow yourself to surrender and let the fated winds push you where they will.
Perhaps a poem will express it well.
Divine Winds
I have come to know the Presence,
The push of Divine Winds,
And now allow myself to feel
It's gusts and breezes and eddies.
No longer do I call myself
Captain of my fate,
It is more peaceful, and true,
To simply hold the tiller
And know the wind
Shall blow me where it will.
And of course it is very difficult to see eyes glaze over and ears stop when you try and convey what is happening. You see it so clearly, and yet the vast majority of people do not care. Trust me, accept it for what it is. It does no good to cast yourself at a wall. There are other paths you will take. I seem to think you are one who, "The path less traveled by", must be your guide. Perhaps that path is here on Steemit.
I invite you to come take a look at my blog. Perhaps you might find some poetry you like ( back a few weeks at least), and perhaps some writing too. Many blessings.
Wanted to quickly just say that I very much appreciated this. I want to respond better, but will have to do so in a bit. But thank you so much for the kind and encouraging comment. I really mean that. It's been a particularly rough couple of weeks. xx, Kay
This is so beautiful and melodic! Thank you for sharing this with us!
I constantly find myself at odds with people, not because we are different but because people refuse to accept people's differences and learn to work together.
Thank you for listening, and for commenting! I constantly find myself at odds with people because most people aren't truly engaged - I don't mind disagreeing, but I can't handle arguing with slogans! :)
You're really good. Why are not famous yet!? Upvoted.
Thank you! It certainly helps to hear, especially in the last few days - there's been a lot of disappointment in my music life, but Steemit is a glimmer of hope! Thanks so much for your support and kind words. xx, Kay
Disappointment in your music life? Hell no. Love your stuff.
Thanks. Disappointment in the sense it's been phenomenally hard to get people to listen and care, and especially to try to make a living! But people like you make it worth it, and Steemit is giving me a lot of hope! :)
Your music is awesome. That voice.. It gives me a vibe, Iove it.
I do really appreciate it! Especially today! xx
I believe you do. You can sing and play. It's great! You have a fan :)