Man that you fear?!
January 9th, 2005
I was listening to titled song by Marilyn Manson earlier and thinking about whether there was meant to be a hidden meaning to it or if it is just a congealed set of clichés to make a stylized song.
I had an argument with Lexy about this some time ago and she said that the line: “the boy that you loved is the man that you fear” was preposterous, understandably that from a females perception, one would identify it with the second person (being male); whilst a male would identifies it within the first person, then extend it philosophically to the whole race. Personally I can very closely relate to this line and makes me pull fists and hit things then i want to die after realizing the monster that I/we have become. Peripetia and all that…
I keep trying to get this point across and this is another perfect example of what I’m trying to say and probably by trying to say it I completely destroy the point of it. As children things were better for us, we remember our childhoods as happy and fun (despite the hiccups we had on the way), things were better! The reason for this and this is why I keep going on about regression, is that, as children we had less troubles on our minds, less education less formalities, less responsibilities with priorities that carry heavy consequences. From childhood to adulthood we do a whole load of head cramming of useless and damaging information that leave us come adulthood in several categories; complacent, repressive or just in denial. I’m sure there are more but I can’t think of them right now.
Which brings me round to the point that: Things were so much better before the industrial revolution! I guess the industrial revolution could be considered the first age of Satanism. I’m jumping this step because before the industrial revolution we were more child-minded/innocent, less educated.
We question too much (nowadays) and disrespect previous practices that worked. I bet our civilization will collapse in the next century or so, given the fuel depletion and the failed social system running the super-powered countries, people should limit their group sizes. Villages were their sizes that worked best given their requirements and their productivity. We currently live owing too much.
Another thing this song makes me go into is the following: “when all your wishes are granted many of your dreams will be destroyed” which loops back to reiterate the same point I was making. We have everything we ever could dream for but at the cost of the meaning of that which we have. E.g. Perfection in manufacturing products that have no craftmanship; perfection was the aspiration of the craftman, yet he never foresaw his own demise in achieving it.