The Art of Law

Do you see this painting?

Is it pleasing to your eyes?

Does your brain approve it you feel?

Is it aesthetically satisfactory would you say?

If so, then why would you ever come to think that it would be a better idea to turn it into something like this?

Is it boredom what you aim for? What is that you have been told and taught and what is of your own making? What are the thoughts of your brain, what can you tell me about the need of a law in a humane society? Is it not a humane society? Does everyone agree that this is not a humane society? How did everyone come to this result, and amazingly also they all agreed? Why did everyone gathered in a city if not to help eachother, be closer to eachother, support one another? What is the necessity of a law in a society where critical thinking is something that everyone says they have attained and individualism and all the virtues are something understandable and «common sense» as we love to preach about? How far your critical thinking can lead you?

In every thing you put order,boredom is the absolute outcome.

Are you in need of a system because something is unexplainable and some man, just some, are just evil? Your society needs prisons then. A place to put away the «bad guys» and never talk or care about them or the reason(s) they became what they did or how they reached that point. Is that a reasonable reaction would you say and why that is?

Law is a web made by a carnivore which waits for its victim to fall in it. It’s, unwitting victims. Many people die in boredom every day endlessly. Routine and boredom settles in their head like dust and the brain becomes indolent, falls into inactivity, critical thinking and reason is nothing more than a faraway dream that once was whispered by a fairy but now you are a modern man, a contemporary man with cogs turning and steam rising and work to be done. Always a purpose to fulfil with the boredom killing every little brain cell day by day but the wage is there so keep going and going till old age fullfils the prophecies and all the virgins are still virgins and young up there, just waiting for YOU. It only existed one YOU oh grant magister of boredom.

So now you are someone who rebelled in his lifetime, because you broke rules too. Oh yes you did, once you were voting like everyone just because you were taught it is the right thing to do, but after awhile you saw and read in the social media that all politicians are corrupt and you actually couldn’t get any piece of the pie. So you became an anarchist. A nice ideology to follow nevertheless. The same happened with atheism. After awhile you see, the system spits out alternatives for the «rebels» to conform at least with them. So your life was full then, all illusions fill the gaps carefully and elegantly.

So, is it when you go out with a friend for a coffee that you sign a contact between you to behave accordingly? Is that when you need a law? No, you know what to expect and if not you know everything is going to be ok, is it not? Is it faith, is it trust? Why? Do you talk to eachother, demand of eachother?

So why do you accuse someone by demanding of him to be «realist»? It seems you understand and grasp reality, you should be able to explain to me what is the role of the human society to come together in this city of cement, glass and melancholy to produce tons of waste, boredom and sadness. The major product of homo sapiens is sadness but everyone is hiding it behind his teeth, thus draining all his energy so he’ll have no thoughts to ponder about or love to give. And this elegant game of webs and thrones continues. You can have diplomacy to entertain into that for example.

You must understand, someone born in a shithole will always think of shit in a good way and look at the stars with envy instead of awe. There is no law in universe little man. There is no «universal law», everyone claiming one he just tries to understand the unthinkable by shrinking it to a word. The fact that the universe is something unthinkable makes it magic for a conscious brain, so you can’t be bored if you actually are a realist as you claim to be. The more laws you invent, the more cells you create for your brain, the more crisis and problems will arise and you’ll always scratching your head hope-less but entertained, waiting for a savior and all the delightful illusions will keep your company. The universe can’t shrink to fit in your head but it can go the other way around if you let it.