If a Road Agent isn't welcome he knocks the dust off of her/his boots.
Not all people want to be free.
Not all people want to hear what you have to say.
This is where wars are born.
We can just knock the dust from our boots to let them know where we stand.
Opinion/Fact
"Statistics is just a way to lie with math."
Louis the Lion
You and I don't ever have to agree on anything.
That doesn't mean anything to me.
You can back up every one of your arguments with meticulous scientific fact. You can tell me that my faith and my system are just a figment of the imagination. That they will never work because of human nature, that they are prone to the same kind of corruption that yours is. And I don't have to agree. I don't have to concede a single point. I don't even have to argue with you.
I might if the mood strikes me.
But I don't anticipate changing your mind.
I don't anticipate changing your rules.
All I know is that this world doesn't work for me any more, and it should. The items that are supposed to serve me (TV, Money, &ct.) they now control me. And as I try harder and harder to strip down my life to bare essentials they still find a way to weasel their way into my heart and pull strings no matter how minute.
And that is my Fact. And that is my Opinion.
And you can disprove me all day. I don't care.
I know how life treats me. I know how I can combat the things that I don't want in my life. And those make up my rules. I don't expect you to change yours.
But that is because you are a human being, a person.
The rest of it. The point where people have stopped being in control. That is something that I will always argue.
When a corporation, government, group of any kind, mandates, coerces, forces someone to be a certain way. I will always argue. I will always fight to change those rules. I will always try to smash that system in all ways. No sub-culture, no company, no flight of fancy gets to dictate how I think and how I feel. I create my own value, and my own values. All day every day. And they are never static.
And when I argue my point I see the hypocrisy in my words.
And I just don't care. I can never be rid of that. I can only hope that I make this world, my words better.
Knocking Dust
So what happens when I speak my Facts and you call them Opinions.
Or you speak your Facts and I call them Opinions.
What happens when I try to smash powers and you take it personal.
I will not always be passive about it (you will read about that soon, if you keep reading that is). But I will try to just let you be. I want respect for what I believe and that means I need to give you the same kind of respect. That may mean I just don't argue. That may mean that I just kick the dust from my boots and say, "You don't want to hear it. Fine then, I'm gone. I'm not going to shut up, but I have no need to tell you anymore."
I don't need to prove myself to you.
I know what I think and believe.
If you don't like it. I'm back on the road in a heart beat. Breathing. Living. Unfettered by you and your Facts.
Bolstered by my Opinions.
File under Agency.
1 comment:
My 'enlightened' cousin Crystal posts a scripture on MySpace.
"God will not be mocked, we will reap what we sow!"
No shit.
But I was mad that she was using this scripture as a tool of violence rather than a instruction.
I wanted to fix it. Fix her. How dare she use a scripture out of context, out of line.
This opinion will be posted soon on my blog.
What made me even more angry though is how I let myself submit to her.
She writes these things to direct my opinions. My way of life. My system. And here I am trying to plot to do the same to her.
It is sometimes hard to Knock The Dust. But fuck me if I don't. It's just one more trap of submission.
I say no thanks.
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