“I alternate between feeling sympathetic toward humanity and being a misanthrope. When I’m sympathetic, it usually means I haven’t been around people in awhile.”
Living in poorer areas can worsen anxiety and paranoia or set it off in vulnerable individuals.
In poorer areas people have a “survival mode” mentality, you can’t just walk down your road without looking back at least once. You are lucky if you don’t know anyone in your area who wants to harm or say bad things about you. But for many kids and young adults in my street this is a constant reality for them.
Now the media only makes things worse much worse than it should be. Hoodies and tracksuits are a fashion in my area. Its common to see young adult males walking around in hoodies at night, they do this maybe for their own protection not to hurt anyone else. I guess you would call these sort of people “chavs.” Even if most of them are not as dangerous as the media loves to make them out to be they can still set fear in people hearts. Now that hoodies symbolise crime.
I don’t see why its ok to promote fear in the media about certain groups of people when the target audience don’t even live in the areas of SAID “dangerous” groups. However what about about those that do yet have not encountered any trouble or crime of any sort? It will only make everyone more paranoid about a danger that simply isn’t there or is minimal at best and will cause more animosity thus leading to passive aggressive behaviours and irrational violence.
Maybe its the media’s job to keep setting the poor against each other, “light the fire and watch them burn.”
Well its working.
An example, I cannot walk in my area anymore especially at night without fear of being mugged, raped, or worst. My parents have constantly told me to stop walking around at night because “its dangerous.” My anxiety has tripled recently because of this and now my body responds irrationally to every little sound I hear and even to people who are no danger. Even in my own house.
My first reaction is to look upon people with suspicion.
Our body goes into defence mode as soon as danger is presented to it, it should not be on defence mode constantly. This only started recently I was not like this before. This is concerning as I know other people’s words influence my beliefs and psyche about certain things. I’ve also noticed that when I walk past some people in the street in my hoodie at night I see the same fear in them. To them I could be a potential killer, thug or mugger. Is it irrational to be fearful of said dangers? No
Is it irrational to be fearful all the time? Yes.
Now for a fact about living in poorer areas. Poor areas do not equate to crime. There have been many poor communities appearing about in Britain over the past 80 odd years or so not all of them were “crime ridden.” In today’s society’s poor = criminal. How did this happen? Why did this happen?
Why are we now promoting terrible self image of the poor? That’s social conditioning at its best. It must come to a stop.
“When Crows Descend Upon You”
(feat. Demoz)
[Verse 1:]
I’m just evil biologically, listen to y’all that make a mockery
Anton LaVey is like a god to me
I am not possibly associated with your democracy
Gary is like a shah to me, go to war logically
I conduct self Nostradamusly, I am Ibrahim’s last prophecy
Earth is my property, I am possessed like I’m an apostrophe
Vinny Appice is like a star to me
Paz swears silently, cut your fucking head like a lobotomy
Rape the fucking beat like sodomy
Nietzsche and philosophy, I am a vampire, I’m proud to be
I cannot be seen in your photography
Vinnie an anomaly, I am not a part of God’s colony
Three inches of blood on my carpeting making things hard for me
My own family won’t talk to me, I have to pray to Allah constantly honestly
My version:
I’m just too kind biologically, listen to y’all make that mockery
Mahatma Ghandi is like a God to me
I would like to co-operate with your democracy
I believe in equality, I am just a messenger dont shoot me
earth is our home, i am blessed like daisy’s in spring
martin luther is like a star to me
paz laughs excitedly, pat your head lightly like fragile glass
nurture the beat because i am naturally merciful
Plato and philosophy , I am an angel, I’m proud to be
I cannot be seen in your photography
Michael an anomaly, I am not part of the Devil’s colony
Three inches of cleansing oil on my carpeting making things hard for me
My own family can’t talk to me, I have to pray to Allah constantly honestly
Sufferers of “mental illness”, ever feel like you are the prisoner of your own brain? Well
“When brains descend upon you.”
I wish someone could tell me properly how my brain works
the deepness of its neurological mechanisms
I couldnt possibly comprehend it
every day a new phenomenon is born
everyday an old brain is torn
we beg gods for mercy
but the real god is our brains
I’m at the mercy of
delusional dualism
dimensional egotistical quantities
insanity is denial in disguise
some people are not aware of their own mental hiccups
what lurks..
I know inside me that there is a great evil
the earth’s crust is symbolic of our mental upheavals
volcanic eruptions are symbolic of our neurons misfiring
the influence of our environments
Im pretty sure we were all born toxic
some of us are just better at hiding it.
logic is fallible
emotions control us the most
we are victims of victims of countless other victims
its impossible to exist alone
superiority is a disease
somewhere along the line “I” died.