righteous rage and misplaced peace

Lately I saw two divergent trends of mindset: people who are righteously enraged by all sorts of injustice and people who are shut tight in a pink bubble of serenity borderline stupidity.

It’s very hard to keep a balance, but I prefer rage. It’s alive. The only thing is to keep a balance, not to drain yourself uselessly with fake causes. The old saying “choose your battles”.

Otherwise you risk to be consumed by rage and that’s not the point. The point is to be able to DO something, to CHANGE something. (sorry, I’m quoting from a Honda ad).

Try not to get sucked in every lost cause, every ad placed on social networks or every hysterical news piece. Help whether you really can, don’t become just another bearing in a mechanism that serves others. Don’t become a stressed and neurotic puppet, victim of system manipulation, stay alert and wise.

On the other hand, we have the so called serene ones: people prone to be seduced by religious and exoteric bullshit, cheap philosophy about the energies of the Universe that would collude to bring good luck, potency, beauty, a smaller nose or bigger tits.

It’s obvious up to a point that a sunny attitude makes you more likeable. But be reasonable, don’t expect mountains to move just because you smile like an idiot the entire day, you post motivational quotes on FB and you send idiotic mails to a hundred of your closest friends that don’t really know who the fuck you are.

You expect miracles but don’t actually change anything major in your life, your attitude, entourage, job, or diet… whatever makes you want a change. You just believe in “positive thinking”, you don’t want to get upset by anything that happens around you – socially, environmentally, politically.

The perfect tool to be manipulated. Life goes on around you, the enraged ones go out, shout, maybe make changes, but at least they DO something, they get involved they don’t wonder “where the fuck did my life go and what have I done with it?!”

And I still don’t mind. OK, it’s your choice. Contemplate life, don’t live it. I don’t judge that maybe you’re not able to live. But STOP preaching!!! Stop explaining to me how pretty it is to stay positive. How you know for a fact that any ailment is generated by a bad attitude. How material things don’t matter (this is said usually while caressing an opulent high end bag and living in a mansion). How easy it is to live beautiful.

You know what, I’d rather be enraged, but alive. I fight for my beliefs. Sometimes I fight with a smile, but it’s still a fight. I make mistakes, I get angry, I get upset, I calm down, I’m happy. I LIVE. My way. Let me be.