A Christmas Story

I Love You. These are probably the most sought after words in the entire world... treasured by some and thrown around meaninglessly by most. Here we find ourselves, in the holiday season, once again to experience the miracle of the moppets and their endless love for all mankind... the degeneration of the HU-Man race. Yes, that's right, HU-Man... Higher Universal Man. Running around aimlessly, like lemmings, trying to find the perfect gift to express our love for each other... such pure intentions. As we shower our friends and families with our trinkets and fatted calves, the sourness and pure disgust for the people in our way shines far more brightly. "I've got to get this present for Johnny and little Sue. How happy will they all be when they see how much I love them... I am so excited! What the fuck, you fucking piece of shit?! Get out of the way! That's my dollhouse! Oh great, can this cashier be any slower? Fuck! This bitch must be inbred, or worse, a Mexican. Fucking whore! Merry Christmas, Baby, Happy New Year Neighbor! I Love You all!". Too harsh? Not really... take a step back, examine those around you... look in the mirror. This is a look behind the wizard's curtain... the truth thrown out at you at full force. Granted there are some, perhaps 15% of the world's population, that are genuine through and through... you will know them when you see them. They don't set aside a week of love and acceptance for all of those around them, they take the time everyday to express it... every day of every year. You shall know a tree by the fruit upon it's limbs. From December 24th through January 1st, all the world sets aside their open disdain for one another and spreads cheer and love around... inside, things remain the same. The music starts and the stage is set, time to put on your best game face... tonight's show will change lives, for it is the performance of a lifetime! Acting is a strenuous job, but not worry, soon the show will be over. On January 2nd, you can resume your normal lives and no one will ever be the wiser... children to neglect, wives to beat, family members to reject and isolate. Rise from the grave each morning, don your plastic attire, murder the innocent with Big-Macs, drive your metal coffins on the paved concrete jungle and court your prized mannequin... the HU-Man experience. I have become hardened from this madness and the denizens within. More than anything, I want to feel love and understand it's power... to see it belittled as such and become a traditional event, truly is heartbreaking to witness. For those with the eyes to see, ears to hear and hearts to feel... stay strong and remain diligent. Love those around you, even the strangers you meet throughout your normal day. Love this Earth that loves and provides for you. Love the animals you were placed here to watch over and protect. Learn, Live and Grow... become what we truly are, HU-Man.