So, when the fuck did anti-depressants come on the scene? I don't mean to be rude, depression is a very serious thing and I empathize with those like me who suffer it. But why do we suffer it? For me, it has a lot to do with feeling stuck. It's like being caught in a rut. And society says I can't pop real medicine like LSD, and force feed me anti-depressants via cheap commercials on their own version of a mind drug- the television. Of course the depressed "need" medicine because society is too busy churning and everyone needs to be a happy part of it. That's what it means to be a citizen. Grow up, try hard in school, get a job to support the economy and your new monogamous nuclear family, raise your children, and hope that there's still imaginary numbers called money in some distant imaginary bank account for you to retire on. Heaven forbid you want something different. That goes against the church.
I say that's bullshit. I don't want anti-depressants. I want LSD. And I want to live in a world where poetry, literature, theatre, language, and music still thrive. Those are the the very heartbeat of culture. ESPN, the Kardashians, the Jersey Shore craze, brand names, money, and all other plaque that our culture misleads people through into conforming and being distracted from the evils of society are quietly slowing our heartbeats. Culture needs a nice, loud shock. A clear signal to restart the heart and fire the veins of America with beautiful literature (both old and new), romantic and entrancing poetry, captivating theatre, and some damn good rock and roll.
That will be happening this summer. The next group of merry pranksters will be taking to the roads -the veins of America, traveling like an I.V. system, straight into the dirty bloodstream that makes America tick, and releasing a powerful alternative way to live. This isn't a commune, it isn't a hippie movement. It's a philosophy. We are the young generation, and we are tired of looking at the real world that has been left for us. We are tired of it, because we do not want it. We have watched the greatest minds of the generations before us befall to sickness of greed or even worse, failure. We will be an example of how to experience the one life that we have- at least in this reality. This trip is about not conforming to society. It's about freedom, independence, love, generosity, and living to the utmost appreciation of our fragile lives. It's about starting up the next renaissance, the next group of bohemians; following the legacy of the beats to truly- as Ken Kesey would say- take our destination furthur than this reality while exploring the fantastic possibilities of life in this country by affirming all that is right, true, and decent in the national character. This trip is about returning America to the goddamn American Dream. And that wasn't built off of economic plans, politics, or the church. The very essential essence of the American Dream was born from manifest destiny; born from seizing life the fucking balls and making the most of yourself every day. And for us, the new generation, it's about appreciating how beautiful the world and cultures around us are. It's about taking the time to adjust our lives to allow for the appraisal of fine yet minimal materials, esteem for living, and the value of life. By taking a leaf from the French, the Beats, Music, and our own ideas, we aim to shock the world. Or at least that's my interpretation of it. If you want to hear someone else's, contact another one of the Merry Pranksters.
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