Dear the powers that be,
(whoever you are, the people who are supposed to be looking after us, the people that have the power to make a difference, the people who are supposed to have our best interests at heart, transparent and upstanding, for the good of the people – your people),
Have you ventured out into the real world recently? Have you noticed peoples pain and suffering, the inequality and injustices that people endure? Do you care?
I’m writing to you to tell you that I have stopped taking my medication; the medication I was put on to help with the pain, prescribed by the people I should trust in the medical profession, and who should trust that their diagnosis has come from a fully researched and funded sources. Or have they come from corporations that get rich off the sick and fail to heal them? Where would their money come from if they actually started healing people? Instead we are prescribed solutions that dull our senses, turn us into zombies who no longer ask questions that keep us in order.
Well I’m not taking it any more. I want to feel like me, the “me” that does ask questions, does feel pain; at least then my eyes are wide open. It’s a shame though. Why should I be the one taking on this mammoth task? Isn’t that your job?
I’m an artist. I create through expression of my true self. Without this I cannot create. But with all the pressures of the world, you won’t just let me be to create will you? I have to be one of the 99%, your slave, sucked into this world that’s making you richer and me unhappier.
When are you going to start dealing with the real issues? When are you going to realise that power and money are not the answer to a happy, healthy future for our survival? The planet is sick, people are sick and we’re a dying breed. What good will all the money and power do for you, your children, your children’s children when we have fucked it all up completely?
You can throw around your manifestos your lies and false hope around as much as you like. They don’t mean anything to us anymore. Instead we want to see empathy, compassion and an unconditional love for the people you have the power to help.
It’s in your hands, so what are you going to do about it?
Miss. V Bright
(Or you many know me by my stock market number on my birth certificate, slave number *********)