Division

Why are we so damned divisive? You don't look like I do, you don't eat the same food I like, you talk different. I work harder then you do. I deserve help. It's not my fault I'm the way I am. It's not my fault you're the way you are.

How fucking different are we really?

We all need the same shit to live. The shit I just mentioned has absolutely nothing to do with the shit that makes our lives so hard now.

How we're divisive, is by who has and who has not.

Statement 1 - "Don't bite the hand that feeds you".

Statement 2 - "No one helped me, why should I help you?"

Statement 3 - "I have worked harder then you, so it is mine."

To have is to hold it's said. Though beyond what's in our bellies, and in our minds, what do we hold?

To give is to receive, but to receive is better. But how can you give that which isn't yours.

Mine and yours. That's the key really. I have mine, and you have yours.

The interpretation is, and always will be, individual.

I want more.

You want mine.

Mine is mine, yours is yours.

Division breaks down to WANT essentially.

1 - I want more, because I don't have enough. I see you fuckers on the TV with your boats, and cars, and houses, and vacations. I don't have any of that, I want it.

2 - I want you to get your own shit, I want you to not leech off of me, I want to be left alone.

Number 1 wants number 2's shit.

Number 2 wants number 1 to piss off.

I don't have any answer really, and I'm afraid the human race may be fucked because of these divisions. When there is only one goal, well two, we might make it. When we all just hope to piss and shit, and that's it.