f$#$%cking verizon.

now i am present, once again. to post photographs this time, with thoughts of "why" accompanying them. life is simple yet extremely complex, and sometimes i lose myself within this paradox. sometimes the photos may speak for themselves, sometimes i will discuss them, and most times i won't. however i will only post pictures i've taken here. none from the net.

i mean. how and why do we get lost in materialism? is it conditioning? from the media? government? society? why do we work so hard to obtain money, only to hoard it or spend it making someone else rich? why do we perpetuate this cycle? why do we feel the need to have what we see some bloke wearing on the idiot box?

does our mind really control the space, time and circumstances, surrounding us through this plastic medium we call reality?

if so, is the fault of our own that we usually have the inability to focus on any one desire long enough to manifest it?

perhaps it is easiest to accomplish this feat by obtaining material posessions. could that be the reason i can make sure i get what i want, but why am i still unsatisfied with my life?

is it because i'm not doing anything to further the evolution of humanity? not contributing? or is it because i desperately desire attention, and feel that i am not receiving enough praise for my own self acclaimed genius?

why do we feel that we have to be accepted by anyone else in order to validate our own lives? what is it that makes life feel uneventful, if you're not chasing the high of external senses? the answers are supposedly within...