This Is Capitalism

We live in a society in which peasants used to be paid in beer,
to keep them happy in their mundane lives,
To numb them from the reality of their poverty and enslavement.
Now we are paid in money,
and are expected to buy our own beer, wine, coffee, cake, toothpaste, perfume
(consumer goods for your satisfaction & distraction)
and this is capitalism.

The illusion of choice for the profit of the few;
Cars, houses, holidays you can spend your life paying for
(consumer lifestyle for satisfaction and distraction).
Advertisements advising on the meaning of our lives:
Do remind us how to fulfill our individuality through purchasing of mass produced goods, sold to the masses.

Do remind us;
Money is the new drug.
This is capitalism:
How you control our lives.

They dazzle your eyes and capitalize on your blindness.
Semantical tactics: Using language to define your reality.
“Consumer goods. Consumerism. We are consumers.”

Money is the new drug.
This is capitalism.
This is a prison.

Semantical tactics: Using language to define your reality.
“Consumer goods. Consumerism. We are consumers.”
The illusion of choice for the profit of the few.
They dazzle your eyes and capitalize on your blindness.

This is capitalism.

Define your reality.

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Below the Skin

Below the skin

Red is my blood,
green is your sap.
Yet below the skin,
we are kin.
Complementary;
breathing each other in,
mutually
nourishing,
eternally
flourishing.

The iron that dwells
In the heart of her
The iron that flows
In my veins
Are one and the same

The heart of Suns
In the wood
And the cell
I am ocean
but for a membrane

When I die,
And the ocean leaves my body,
My spirit returns to the sea.
I am ocean but for a membrane.
The part of me that is earth,
My bones I will leave behind.
Under the skin, we are kin.

© Janey Colbourne 2017 all content
Image Janey Colbourne with PicsArt