People blame society for placing them in the situations they are in, what many of us lack is the continued will power to follow what was so clear to us when we were young. Youth holds an abundance of ideas and opportunities that fizzle out into mediocrity when The System curls its slimy tentacles around your throat, heaving you onto the conveyor belt we accept as life. Those among us that may hold signs of greatness are pushed into
The System where equality is a must, all creativity stomped out in what is to be called scholasticism, until all that is left is another clone, popped off the end of the production line with a fresh new barcode ready for consumption. Quietly, The System misses a select few that slip through the suckered hold of its tentacles and push away the social mores.
These so called ‘renegades’ are tut-tutted by the vernacular and forced to forge their own pathways, viewed as unregistered products, overlooked by the radar of The System. Eventually, The System cannot quash the force brought about by the unmitigated freedom of these ‘renegades’ and their full wrath is unleashed unto society causing confusion and distrust of The System.
Bringing about the mass of so called ‘inspiration’ of these clones which in turn, becomes something average in itself, The System winning over free will once again by engulfing the destructive and churning out carbon copies.
