Monday, October 18, 2004
label manifesto
flout emotions.disregard passions.
Sell her soul.
Welcome to her world.
One driven by material greed.
Drawn towards the sensual beckoning of city life, she finds herself falling for the lusty companionship of pure decadence. As magnanimous as she would like to envision herself to be, she cannot ignore the enchanting call of material promises that would give her immense power over others.
she's ashamed to say that she's been living in artificial happiness. one where success can be reflected upon the exquisite leather of her emma hope and marc jacob collectible shoes. What does it tell of society, of her? Where does it lead her children and her? The thought of bringing a beautiful being into this monstrous society driven by soulless gratification scares her.
Because she is part of this soulless generation.
Had she not seen these riches and what miracles it did, would she have turned out a better person? Then again, what is a ‘better person’? Someone generous? Someone self-sacrificing? someone simple? someone who gives her all and ends up feeling like her life is worth nought and begins to wonder about the very purpose of her existence?
wealth is a self-destructive toy. it makes people very happy most times. but it makes them very sad too cos they can no longer enjoy the simple things in life without conjuring dreams of a "better tomorrow". nothing satisfies anymore. Aldous Huxley deserves applause for his study “We are surrounding ourselves with all these things; icons, status symbols which for some reason we are thinking that we need to be here, when we cannot even afford to get there.”
she, as the malfunctioning individual, is indeed a contradictory creature. she cannot comprehend most of her actions. In fact, she's spent a lifetime trying to understand herself. Or maybe,she like the others, are simply created to be misunderstood.
bee wrote this at 9:15 PM
