The Need For Rest

so this “western civilization” taps on your window in the morning & wants you to jump to attention, salute big brother & speed through your routine so that you can be a good hamster & jump right on that treadmill, if you ever get off it in the first place. run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run & what has it gotten you? is it an issue that has gotten beaten to a dead horse? go on, pick up your smartphone & pick up your laptop & check to see if anybody has done anything new on your face****---go on, tweet **** twaddle yourself to death, live your life in just over 100 characters a second, go on & enjoy your cubicle, go on & march to the beat of somebody else’s drum in your suit & tie, go on & march to the beat of your own drum (marching because you have to in order to stay ahead of the game, in order to stay ahead of the rest of all those marching to stay ahead of you, because if you aren’t ahead, then you’re behind & if you’re behind then you are irrelevant in the rat race) so you can get to the tip top of the pyramid & then… what has it gotten you? as long as you are working for the day you can rest you are dying quicker than you would be if you took the time to do it NOW. may your body command what your mind refuses, before they agree upon your end, together.