Once upon a time

Once upon a time I would enjoy doing all sorts of things but they will come a time when you want to derive deeper meaning from the things you have always done, the things you have always taken for granted. These could be attitude, beliefs or plain hobbies. You ask yourself why you have religiously followed the rituals. You tell yourself that you always wanted or liked it or you were just plainly hooked to it. Sometimes you cannot answer that. You are always changing and adapting to life changes and you wonder whether you are probably getting less normal. Everyone, though may see or regard you the way you were yesterday but now you are no longer the same. You are adapting to new challenges and some people may tend to doubt you when you say: I am no longer like that. Nothing to worry about though.

Living in a cage

Remember when you were growing up. We did not have these enclosures called “durawalls”. That was a long time ago. Even if we had them they were not that high. They used to mark the boundaries of the yard or property. Burglar bars and screen doors where not necessary. Yes “durawalls” would stop your dogs from straying and preventing your male dogs and bitches of seeing each other. Now the walls of “privacy”, the walls of fear are getting higher with high security fences. Razor wire to protect you from fellow human beings. You cannot trust the “neighbour” for the neighbour is the “suspect number one”. We are now living in a cage, a human zoo. Everything is bolted from inside. Are we now living in a jungle where literally the survival of the ruthless, unkind seem to be the order? Where a dog eat a dog. Where fear stalks you and you feel not safe and you want to run away to another forsaken place.

Do not trust anyone except your dogs

Somebody is watching you

Whether you like it or not somebody is watching you from a distance. For those who are religious I am not referring to your god who watches from a distance but surveillance cameras that are used to monitor our actions and lives in public. Did I say in public? Sometimes even in your private domain some people feel they have the right to monitor you. Their reasons could be wide and varied. They are scared of you. They want to bring you down for whatever reason. Whatever you do they are watching you if you did not know?

You go into supermarkets they follow you .
You use the subway they follow you.
You drive they follow you on motorways.
You go to jail they watch you too.
What a Panopticon?
You fly they undress you at airports
and see all your “curves and insides”

You protest they “tag” you.

They tell you they want to stop crime.
To stop revolutions.
Intruding into your privacy .
Do they have the right to intrude all in the name of security?

Instead of addressing the social problems they are busy investing in surveillance.

I am just an ordinary law-abiding citizen.

Why do they make me feel like a criminal?

As I said earlier shopping is not my favourite but whenever I try to go shopping for clothes I get greeted by these stalking