~ The Collapse is Coming ~
It’s all coming to an end anyway
Civilisation and late-stage capitalism
These methods of living will soon be the past
I’m not sure on the exact details
but it’s clear to me that the collapse is coming.
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Things people believed in will be shown
For the mere illusions that they are.
Their mansions of security will crumble into dust
Their pensions will be redundant
Their jobs will be no longer exist
And the whole house of cards will come falling down
In one great disintegration.
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Due to this looming fact I’ve decided
To no longer participate in this circus
I’m going to work a part-time job
Low-status and zero stress
I’ll live like a hermit and buy only what I need
I’ll conserve my mental and physical health
While building myself up like a skyscraper
As everything else falls apart around me
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If I still need money then I’ll find alternative ways to get it
Without subjecting myself to their circus
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I’ll do whatever it takes to stay disconnected
Those morning traffic jams will not feature me
Those tedious meetings will not feature me
Those therapy sessions will not feature me
Those petty arguments will not feature me
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I’ll be too busy experiencing a simple bliss
While just sitting and staring into space
Practising meditation and sleeping well
Writing poetry and not caring if anyone reads it
I won’t need a television when I’ll be entertained enough
By the obvious beauty of the world that nearly everyone misses
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My only goal is to be myself;
To be nothing but my total self
Living with inner wealth
In a developed state of being.
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Because the time has come
And the collapse is coming
So I’m creating my own civilisation
A utopian town with a population of one
I’ve given up on anyone else populating it with me
This is what all the philosophers found anyway
All the sages like Thoereau and Nietzche
Like Buddha and Bukowski
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It’s better to be alone
To cultivate your own happiness
To not depend on another’s acceptance
Or on shiny cars or green lawns
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It’s better to turn your eyes inward
To take the journey to the self
And become a free man
Unshackled by a society
Whose failure is evident
On every street
In every tired face
In every sullen eye
In every angry voice
In every honking car
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Let them shout and strain
Let them beep and bark
And continue in their doomed circus
Totally unaware that the collapse is coming
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And my civilisation is being built.