Just a public service announcement:
There is a lot of rhetoric going around right now that aims to simplify the word 'socialism' by giving it a single, negative connotation. Do not be fooled, it's impossible to be pithy or quaint when talking about this word, it hardly fits into any single definition without proper syntax. Anyone that can explain it away as being strictly good or strictly bad without a caveat or exception is either uninformed or a charlatan.
However, the best kind of socialism is the socialism found in the center. Let my boy Martin Luther King take it from here:
Imagine reading an economics/business magazine (or futuristic equivalent) in the year 2066. The headlining article features the richest man in the world worth over 1 Trillion dollars, while on page 32, a small article about how the unemployment rate is 70%+ and rising. No one is dying of starvation though, quite the contrary. Banality will be what humans fight against in 2066, not poverty or hunger.
It's the most united humanity has ever been. In this world, issues of great concern are few and far between. Humans are working animals, in mind and body. They have a genetic disposition for it. Where does the ego, the sense of community, or the sense of passion go when there is nothing productive to do? Sure, the artists will be fine, but what of the rest? A tragedy in Utopia; a world where robots do most of the hard labor and there's nothing else to do except bitch about it on one's smartphone. The end result must be an army of people fighting the problem of having no problems to fix. Where should they go?
We are transitioning into that world as we speak. The most notable cultural shift of this period will be remembered as the time when people stopped believing in the notion that one must work in order to survive, and came to realize that sooner or later, we will not.
Ya know, a light bulb doesn't turn on no matter how many people swear up and down it works by sticking the bulb in wet mud. The truth doesn't care what you believe. If you understand this, you'll earn my respect:
The price to pay for truth is a level of intellectual scrutiny that doesn't jive well with charlatans who peddle convenient lies or with the sad victims that they prey on.
There is an objective standard of evidence that, when applied correctly, has been proven to help us better understand the universe. if it wasn't for this standard of skepticism, we wouldn't have the modern world in which I'm sure many take for granted all the time. The truth cannot ask us to genuflect and suspend our critical thinking simultaneously; a demand made by gods more often than not, even in the face of obsolescent demise.
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I had a dream about a fantasy world where goblins enchanted these rare helmets that would allow you to journey freely to hell and back.
These helmets were very expensive, and humans would forge counterfeit helmets for a sadistic quick profit.
As I was beginning to wake up, the last thing I remember was an eccentric wealthy aristocrat had obtained some helmets and was preparing to journey into hell with a team of misfits that are willing to risk losing it all for a profit. Or so it seemed.
Since that dream, I've fleshed out this vibrant fantasy world with unique races, interesting characters, plot twists, and sub-plots.
This is the companion theme song to the novel I plan to finish soon.
Hell Bent The Alabaster Quarry.
By Derrick Swinney.
Any help getting this off the ground would truly be appreciated!
A dollar goes a long way for an artist. I am not a rich man, just a talented one.
Why do they call it death metal?
Because you technically die a little everytime you listen to it.
So hopefully you'll die a lot listening to this.
My band (me on the guitars)
God Slaughter - To High Hell