The Development of Dead Eyes: Part I

most people trouncing round the empire walk with a sense of respect built by the accumulation of things, built by the constant reassertion of one’s personality publicly, pronouncing themselves a functional social being, as defined by these terms alone--- and the western world raps its head against the brick wall incessantly this way into a completely successful sense of oblivion. but for those raised by trauma itself for those whose “development” came from concentrated neglect (a way of intentionally denying a child the things so desperately needed in order to bloom into something that might walk this earth with a decreasing sense of pain & bewilderment, not one which increases these terrible realities with each passing day) what recourse can there possibly be? what “way out,” what place to run to, what overseeing caregiver arises, when smothering actions win out in the home, at school & soon in the obligatory work force--- all which thrive in this context to reduce, whittle & eventually make such an individual disappear? “out of sight, out of mind” is the policy practiced by our delightful democracy, whereby those who have been chewed up into a purée of horror & dismay by endless years of abuse, neglect, abandonment & ostracization, are swept off the streets into select garbage cans, be them prisons, asylums or simply underground. what strategy does an individual have then to fight back against what seems to be an unending wave of mercilessness & force driving the monster forward floating on an ocean of indifference? a self-medicant surfaces--- a person who takes it upon themselves to say “i will not go out this way,” knowing that absolutely no one else is going to help them in such an endeavour.