Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Drug Me Up

Drugs, medication-they signify weakness. They signify the need for a cure, unreachable by pure human capability. They claim to fix all problems, but what if those problems aren't exactly curable. What if in all our efforts, the substances themselves actually aren't mediators, but instead, destroyers. What if we are dedicating an amount of faith that will only be thrown away.
"You have a problem? They make medication for that."
I think that as divine creatures, we undermine our own achievements. We don't realize the compliant nature of our own beating hearts. The strength that lies in each pump of blood, in every flow of every vein. The capacity of love, and willingness that lies in our own conscience. If we were confident in the faith we can generate ourselves, we could be more progressive than science. The power of the human mind can surpass the inventions fabricated by the human mind. We don't need synthetic luxuries to become greater than our own willing nature. We will not yield to chemicals designed to to compensate for our laziness.

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