Falling Rain On A Broken Society..

For those of you who know me well enough, you'll know that I enjoy the rain. Whether it's the warm feeling that it gives me, or the relaxing ecstasy that is received when you look up to the sky in a storm. I'm not overly familiar with the inner workings of the subconscious, so I can only make wild assumptions which will probably be just be as wildly incorrect. The truth is that I like the rain for many reasons, the sound it makes for example, alongside the aforementioned ecstasy. But I'm not trying to explain physical reasons for enjoying rain. What I'm trying to do here is explain to you, the reader, why it is I enjoy the rain on an intellectual and mental level.

The thing about a metaphor is that it is descriptive on a fractal rift basis. You can't touch a metaphor, you cannot put a metaphor into reality on a physical level and gaze at it's glory. You can only describe and hope that someone, somewhere, gains something and can empathise with you. For example, one could give a metaphor to having a bath. I could say something like this;

“With the unblocking of the drainage pipe, alongside the dirt and grime picked up in your daily survival, you are reborn. All the impure thoughts, the fear, the pain and suffering. They are all gone with the pulling of that plug and you are able to be fresh and remain pure and true to yourself and your goals. Rinse and repeat”.

We all know that, physically, that's bullshit. But it helps people see it that way, and it may be enough to stop someone putting a gun to their head. So it's all worth it. So it's mostly worth it.

You may have noticed the full title as being 'Falling Rain on a Broken Society'. Don't worry, I'm getting to the 'Broken Society' part. Firstly though, I'd like you to think to yourself. Right now, with regards to your life, what are you doing? What is your purpose? Is it to work your ass off so that some pompous 'fat cat' can have an easy life? Is it to teach children in Somalia to read so that they don't end up as pirates? (Not those kind of pirates). Or maybe you are having a comfortable life in your virtually-free housing that is paid for by the government because you got yourself pregnant at the age of fifteen? Whatever it is, just think about it, I'm not going to judge you, you've got nothing to be scared of.

Okay, now you've had time to have a think about that, I'd like to move on and explain what I mean by 'Broken Society'. I'm going to add a twist to the story at this point and use the rain as a metaphor, which will hopefully provide some backbone to the piece. This idea came to me just a few hours ago when I decided to start writing, realising that most of my pieces are about as organised as the children's play-area at Ikea. So I am faithful that this will help things.
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I like the rain, there's no doubt about it. But it's not just the droplets on my face that I enjoy, it's the endless cycle that enables rain to function. I have reduced it to the following;

Sun > Water > Evaporates > Rain > Sun > Water > Evaporates > Rain etc.

Not very complicated, I know. I'm aware that some pre-school maths teachers would probably like to shoot me in the face for it right now.

This endless cycle, I feel, relates to the way that every single human being lives their lives. We wake up, do our thing, then go to sleep again. That is essentially human life. Unless you're David Blaine. In this rare situation, you'd sleep and wake up in intervals of 5 minutes for 6 months, while balancing a pot of yoghurt on your head, to train your body for the world pie eating championships in Slough. Yes, Slough. Deal with that.

So, this endless cycle of rain. I feel that this cycle best describes how we live. Each day, we do what we need to survive. That's all life is about. Surviving until you finally die. Maybe that's with a loving wife and 3 beautiful kids in your arms, or alone, on a beach in Magaluf. Everything you did in your life means nothing to you at this point. Those Somalian kids you taught English? You don't care about them any longer. Your wife and kids? You couldn't care less. What I'm trying to say is that we live our lives, we do all these things so that everyone else can have a better future. But it's pointless. Completely and utterly pointless, and I think that the sooner everyone realises this, the sooner we can start having some understanding and simple a bit of goddamn peace. I'm not excused from this by the way, I'm not some superior being that is doing nothing with his life because he just thinks it's pointless. I am exactly the same as everyone else. I would eventually like children and a family of my own, because that's what we do as humans. But I think we have reached a point in the evolutionary cycle that allows us to question our existence. Maybe I'm wrong? Maybe I should be quiet and just accept it, live my life and don't cross bridges that I cannot see?

Today I was subject to rumours and gossip, which infuriates me. It's like that's all we do now as a society. Scheme, plot and spread rumours about other people 'behind their backs'. It's silly and I despise anyone who does it. I just cannot stand it when my actions are subject to torment and ridicule by people who know nothing about me. Trying to say that I should get a life and stop playing computer games and to get off the internet every once in a while. Hopefully they will all read this and realise that what they are reading here, are the reasons for why I do those things. I don't go out and socialise with people because they are all dicks. Vile ruptures that have appeared only to cause harm and present you with awkward situations. Let me put it into some context for you. Say I have a friend. He asks me to do something with him, but I don't want to. Everyone is going, but I do not want to go. He keeps bugging me and bugging me and I finally give in to peer pressure and tag along. I end up feeling that I have wasted a day and a night, I was bored and nothing really happened. Why would I go? I don't want to go? Who gives a flying monkey if he wanted to go, because I don't want to. This is what I mean, with friends this is what happens. You are forced into a regime of doing things that you don't want to because they are your friends. I'm not living their lives. I'm living my own. I'm sorry if I don't want to pay £40 for a ticket to see a band that I hate with a passion. But I'm living my life, and I'll live it how I damn well please.
I have some friends don't get me wrong,I love them to bits, all of them. I just don't want any more. So there is no point to me going out and socialising because I don't want to. I constantly get told that I need to get a life and find some new friends and meet people, but frankly, I enjoy my own company, and I enjoy doing my own damn thing. Yes, I play video games and I'm a major computer geek. But what people don't realise is that I enjoy doing these things, it makes me happy and I am very, very happy. Some might say that I'm miserable and I look like I need to see a doctor. But I don't, the only look on my face is content, I'm content with my existence and I know what I want out of life. I don't need to put on a fake mask and prove anything to anyone. I just plod along, doing my own thing. Being happy. I tell it how it is, I don't bend the truth, I don't steal, and try my best to say true to my word. Woah, time for a new paragraph.

I recently found my love for writing, and I think I'm getting better at it. My words are flowing like the gentle breeze on a summer morning in Orlando. Or at least I wish they were. I sometimes wonder what it'd be like to live in a house out in the middle of the country, surrounded by fields and a single road running at the front of the building. I imagine this place as constantly raining, and I throw in a porch for good measure. This would allow me to sit out in the storm and listen, relax and take in the atmosphere. I would see the rain as ideas and thoughts, running through my head. Making a sound not dissimilar to the noise from a CRT television when the channel isn't tuned to the correct frequency. Ideas would clash, some would be lost and some would be grasped and turned in to music or images. You see, another thing that people don't understand about me, is that I'm quite a good guitarist. I've been playing for ten years now and I think I'm just getting the hang of it. I think not knowing any music theory has been a very good thing for me in my playing. I have now developed my own style and I'm just ironing out some of my techniques. Without understanding much music theory, I manage to get 'into' the music and feel it a lot more. I'm not constantly thinking about what the sheet music would look like and I'm not thinking about what key it's in. Now, I just know. I know what key music is in. I can usually work out how to play a song without any form of tab or music notation. I feel the music and I flow along with it. I think that's the one thing in the world that I wouldn't ever give up. I don't think I could. It helps me relax and forget about my troubles. I'd probably be an emotional wreck if not for the music that I grew up with. So, a big thanks to Dad, he asked me if I wanted a guitar for my birthday, and from there, began a series of events that would lead to me being a very happy person. So thanks, Dad.

If you would like to experience the relaxing effects of rain for yourself, head over to YouTube and check out some of the recordings on there. They range in length from 2 minutes to 10 hours. You read it correctly, 10 hours of constant rain and thunder. It's pure bliss. I have been listening to it while writing this whole piece, and it beats any radio station.

Apologies if you were offended by anything I've written. Also, apologies if I have written anything that is of a poor standard. My writing is far from perfect but I hope it will improve as I get more experience. Feel free to give me your opinion on what I've written, I'm open to criticism as long as it's constructive. It'll help me improve for next time.

Thank you very much if you managed to read this far. I'm now going to make myself another coffee and see what game I feel like playing.