RCS – Business Default

What if the world we live in isn’t real at all? What,

 if it’s all just one big lie? It’s hard to believe your eyes when

 we look at the world around us. Chicken feed is more expensive than chicken feed

 flesh, numbers are more valuable than relationships with one’s own children.

 There is no democracy in the workplace in a democratic society.

 A child has a quality life if both parents are mostly absent

 because of work? Through the screens, scientists offer us a master’s degree

 toothpaste and anti-aging cream. Are old people really redundant? A poet

 let him die if he wants to achieve glory, hundredths of a second and number

 baskets scored are more appreciated as an expression of spontaneous genius.

 Fortunately, Mozart is long dead. What about those of us who are not yet you

 luck?

 What does this all resemble? Either we live in a wrong world or a lie,

 in fact, certainly not. It seems as if we are witnessing the last days

 a time that is now in the past. Whether it’s the flu, a virus or

 plague, in its shadow we finally realize that our time is running out.

 Expires with the first breath in this world and all we have is time which

 we are so fond of wasting it on pointless activities, among which

 the most prominent place is occupied by the run for money, otherwise we are in danger of relegation

 out of the game, kicked out of the system when we have nothing left but just

 still his time. So how to use these few moments that we have

 are there any left? At work for minimum wage, at demonstrations,

 in shopping centers or rather in the company of close ones? Weather

 the forecast says that forced family marriage may soon be waiting for us again

 life, coexistence of members of the same household. They are close to us, s

 with whom we live, really close or strangers, among whom we are the most

 strangers to themselves?

 If everything is a lie, then where is the truth? Perhaps precisely in the fact that they themselves

 we can never look ourselves in the face, to be with ourselves

 cannot be faced. The mirror also lies to us: we only see ourselves in it

 reflection. But we see all the others with our own eyes, which sometimes barely

 we believe, especially when we see a reflection of ourselves in others

 actions. The words we use to describe others, the most

 they say about us. But what will the mirror say about us? Who are we, who

 are they Those who encourage us and help us to create

 the world as we see it today. Maybe not to the eyes

 we believe, but the stomach is constantly aware of the cruel truth. It’s them

 politicians with names, owners of capital, gray eminences, old families,

 bankers? The fox to the rabbit, the rabbit to the cat, the cat to the mouse, the mouse to the wheat

 under the mountain, under this green mountain. And who are we? We are really just ignorant

 consumers who consume everything that is poured into our troughs?

 Are we perhaps livestock just being corralled and branded? Or

 we are people who consciously live in the present, with respect

 do we remember the past and responsibly look to the future?

UNDER THIS BEAUTIFUL WHITE MOUNTAIN